"Is this the Endless Sea, the place that is said to have been kissed and blessed by the god of death?" Lan Lan, a young man who was still in high spirits a moment ago, also became gloomy at this moment. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

What follows is that he is not so much telling this history to the little dwarf, but he himself is mourning the terrible price paid by the upper elves when they pass by here, and the funny young man who has always been hippie and smiling, standing straight with a serious face, letting the wind blow his clothes to hunt.

"The generation that migrated with my father has long since passed away, and it is through those highly classified classics that I know roughly what happened here at that time. "The young regent finally has the appearance of a prince at this time.

Looking at the black surface of the ocean beneath his feet, he began to narrate, "At that time, no one would have thought that this sea area visited by the Ancestor Elf King had already become unrecognizable, so when the undead organization called the Council of the Forsaken attacked them, they had no defense at all. ”

"Although in the end, we won the victory, and even the super-strong chairman of the other party was killed by my father's own hands, but the price we paid was too great. ”

"Five ships were sunk, three were missing, a third of the Empire's high-ranking warriors were killed, the air force was depleted to less than twenty percent of what it once was, and even my father was seriously wounded, and this wound with a strong curse tormented him for thousands of years until you got back the water of life. ”

"Actually, for my father, the most painful thing about this loss was the loss of his most beloved sister, my aunt Vanas Nightwind, and my father has always been haunted by the failure to protect Aunt Vanas, and I have hardly seen him laugh a few times in all these years. ”

After listening to Lan Lan's introduction, the little dwarf was a little dumbfounded, he suddenly thought of a very likely thing, and hurriedly asked Lan Lan, the teaseful elf: "Do you know what your Aunt Vanas looks like?

"How do you know Aunt Vanas, she likes the little yellow flower of Golden Plum, is there still a legend of Aunt Vanas in the Fila Continent, after all, it is recorded in the classics that Aunt Vanas is known as the first beauty of the elves in ten thousand years. Lan Lan screamed in surprise.

Then he automatically made up his mind: "It is said that Aunt Vannas's beauty has conquered almost all living beings on all continents back then, and it is reasonable that there are still people circulating this legend to this day." ”

Modo received a satisfactory answer, and already had the basic inference in his heart, and thought in his heart: "I haven't seen the first beauty of the elves, but I can't make sure that people are not like people, ghosts are not like ghosts, and I may have seen Vanas wrapped in a cloak like a big dumpling." ”

At the same time, the strange behavior of the Great Elf King after seeing Xiao Huanghua can be regarded as a complete explanation; as a super strong Elf King, he can already vaguely feel some of the operating rules of this world, and the rebirth of Vannas who died in battle as an immortal undead may have had this kind of speculation in his heart for a long time.

It's just that after all, it was his most beloved sister, and he might just never be able to accept this cruel fact, until the little dwarf took out the little yellow flower like golden silk plum, and recounted the experience at that time in detail, that the elf king knew that all his worries had become a fact......

It seems that it has only been a blink of an eye since this trip, and it is almost half a year later.

Modo remembered that when he first set out, the Blackstone Wasteland was just about to fall for the first time, and now according to the words of the swan beautiful butler chatting, he got the news, and the Iron Collar was now in the spring for a while.

The small garden of the Lord's Mansion was full of all kinds of flowers transplanted by gardeners and elven maids from the highland forests, and under their care, it was the most beautiful time to bloom.

The little dwarf, who is like an arrow, has long forgotten the original time when he went to sea, the plan to go to the bright land to brush up his reputation on the way back, and then mix up some miserable fruits, and save Medusa in the fastest time, this is what Master Modo wants to do most urgently at present.

Tyrell, the Angel of Power in the Land of Light, since he is so stingy, let him die with those special fruits.

It's just that many things can't be transferred by one's own will, for example, the little dwarf and Lan Lan rode the fat dragon, and just entered the fog area, Modo took out the compass that Tyrell had blessed with bright energy for the first time.

Then after flying for half a day, Master Modo discovered an extremely disgusting thing, and the light energy on the compass seemed to be running out.

This also meant that the little gnome would have to go to the Land of Light again to recharge, otherwise even if the compass could barely allow the two of them to pass through the fog zone once, the next time they wanted to continue through here, they would still have to go to Tyrell to recharge.

Whether it is the return of the young Lan Lan, or the occasional visit of Modo to buy herbs and tobacco, the compass that can clearly point the way may not seem small, but it is an extremely important thing.

But the last time I was able to find that small place of light in the vast mist, it was full of many lucky non-objective factors, and if this kind of thing happened again, the little dwarf said that he really had no confidence that he could find it again.

"What a biting dog doesn't bark, the last time Lao Tzu said goodbye to that birdman from Tyrell, his indifferent expression turned out to be confident, and he was waiting for Lao Tzu here. The little dwarf cursed and shouted in his mouth, driving the fat dragon Xiao Hei to fly in the direction of the Land of Light.

Lord Tyrell, the angel of power that he once respected, was cursed madly by the little dwarf at this time, and then the puzzled Lan Lan asked, and after the little dwarf explained the situation with more oil and vinegar, there was one more person who scolded Lord Tyrrell.

It wasn't until the pure light in front of them appeared in front of them again that the little residual energy on the compass was finally completely exhausted.

What they didn't know was that they had just entered the fog area when they were spotted by an underwater undead underwater, and then the undead quickly returned to the nearest stronghold, and then a flying undead rose from the ground to report to the headquarters that the fat dragon and the little dwarf had reappeared.

Just after Modo forcibly rushed through the Endless Sea Fog Zone last time, the high-ranking members of the Forsaken Council had already laid a net, intending to teach this arrogant little dwarf a lesson that he would never forget.