Chapter 41: The Elven Domain, the First Encounter with the Human Sword (7)
Everything has both sides to it.
It's only been twenty years since the [War of Humans and Demons].
Such a sudden change broke the state of human preparedness for war, caused mankind to be caught off guard, and also brought a different reserve of combat power.
The heroes of the past are still alive. Excluding the twelfth Brave Coldstar, including an orc warrior, an elven magician, and a Terran swordsman and a magician, a total of four people still exist. After the end of the war, the two strong men of the human race returned to the royal capital, one served as the head of the palace swordsmanship, and the other followed the brave man away, the orcs returned to their hometown, and the elves, who were already the patriarchs, led their clansmen to station in this [quagmire forest].
For a purpose.
After the end of the war, this elven old man did not live like his companions of the brave and enjoyed the peace of the next hundred years, but actively used the contacts he had accumulated. found the most skilled person among the [dwarves], and raced against time to create this holy sword.
With the most precious materials collected from anywhere in the continent, and the colorful flames unique to the dwarves.
The most ingenious races in the Gadian continent are the [Dwarves] who live in the mountains, they are small in stature and have colorful hair, but they have the most delicate hands in the entire continent. This race lives by crafting equipment for all races, and 80% of the world's treasures come from them, including, of course, the [Legendary] level treasure: the Holy Sword. Hundreds of years ago, human beings creatively combined technology and magic, coupled with the dwarven forging process, to greatly reduce the universality of magic and spread it throughout the continent. Since then, the dwarves have become an indispensable and decisive race on the continent.
Since the previous [human and demon wars] have almost set the entire continent on fire, few races will not be involved in it, so the [dwarves] are divided into two factions: the "kinship faction" and the "pro-demon faction", the difference is that humans have a happy cooperative relationship with them, while the demons always try to enslave the dwarves. After that, it will become the spark for Hantuo to fight back against the demons, so I won't mention it here.
Honest trade will promote the prosperity of trade, so the Terrans have far more equipment than the demons, and the brutal demon kings are only willing to oppress the dwarves endlessly, so only the high-ranking demons [nobles] have the opportunity to obtain the treasure. At the same time, the Demon King will also have a [Legendary] level treasure like the Brave Sword.
In general, it would take a hundred years to rebuild such equipment. Generations of brave warriors have been unable to part with their swords because they have been connected to their souls, so they have dissipated in the flames of war or brought back to their hometowns.
At this moment, the new holy sword that affected the fate of the entire continent was lying in the temple of an elf.
By the time the bustling elven village was completely quiet and dark, it was already midnight. Han Tuo quietly walked out of the door under the cover of night, and gradually approached the temple in the center.
Unexpectedly, it was obviously the most important place in the entire village, but Han Tuo found that although there were many guards, it was not to the extent that they were watertight. Han Tuo tried not to make a sound, avoiding the eyes of the guards, and quietly approached forward.
It's just that when advancing to an open and strange clearing, Thor, who had been hiding in the neckline of Hantuo's neck, suddenly jumped down. The fiery red eyes looked back at Han Tuo quietly, and flicked his tail at him.
That's what it means to say, "Come with me."
Without even thinking about it, Han Tuo followed Thor's footsteps. If you can't trust your only ally, then what's there to trust?
Han Tuo followed Thor to move forward in all directions, sometimes even going around in a circle to return to the same place, the route was strange, but he did not encounter any problems, the front leader Thor looked like a torch, and the complex magic array loomed in the pupils, and it seemed that it did not cause a burden on the body.
Ontological magic, a skill that a considerable number of individuals in the Gadia continent can use without barriers and burdens from birth.
Then the shadow of Han Tuo quietly arrived—it was Ewell, who was disguised and looked like an ordinary middle-aged man, but with the Assassin's natural instincts, he couldn't lift his feet in this unsuspecting empty place.
In desperation, Ewell unleashed a magic spell.
[Third-Order Magic: Bright Eyes] can see all the magic flows within the third-order magic, and even has the function of eliminating illusions.
After seeing it clearly, Ewell was really taken aback, many low-level magic were like mechanical gear parts precisely spliced and integrated, even if it was low-level magic, after connection, it was a huge alert system that could not be ignored.
This precise use of magic is indeed worthy of the name of the elves.
And when Ewell was suffering from the vigilance magic outside, Han Tuo, under the leadership of Thor, gradually approached the temple, feeling the attraction that grew stronger from the bottom of his heart, as if from the soul.
Then Han Tuo stuffed the stopped Thor back into his collar, looked at the two elven guards guarding the gate of the temple, thought about it, and used the most old-fashioned but now seemed to be the most effective method - throwing stones to attract the attention of the guards, and when the guards who were nervous quickly followed the two voices to chase after each other, Han Tuo quietly came from the side.
The feeling of calling in his heart rose to the extreme the moment he touched the temple gate.
Wandering outside, Evel looked back in the direction of the temple, he always felt that something very important was hidden in it—even something important about the fate of the entire continent, and he had never doubted his intuition, which in fact had saved his life in many missions.
You can't give such a thing to such an unknown guy!
Everyer, who was paying attention, moved his muscles a little, and the stance was like a warm-up exercise for athletes between games.
He was ready to rush over.
Even if the security performance is excellent, it is only vigilant, and the resulting trap magic does not have the ability to completely block itself. Just get ahead of that......
Outside the village at this time, on what most people would consider to be an ordinary night, some animals with a keen sense of smell were gone. The herd of demonic beasts, which can be called the number of natural disasters, was quietly walking in the woods at this time, and before that, hundreds of "half-orcs" acting as vanguards walked in front of all the teams.
As a member of the half-orc race, one of the great races of demons, they have a horse-like lower body and a human-like upper body. With a height of more than two meters, it is obviously a very precious equipment weapon for the demons, but at this time they are all in armor and holding heavy and sharp spears in their hands. The huge horse's hooves trampled on the ground, only stirring up the slight cracking of dead grass.
Keeping pace with them were the fierce birds flying high in the sky, their pitch-black feathers blending into the boundless black night, and on their backs were wind demons curled up in a ball, their eyes full of scarlet, exuding bloodthirsty war.
Such a vanguard is rushing to the sentry at the gate of the elven village.