Chapter 100: The Abyss Is Spreading

Hamerin's kindness won Ashmee's favor.

During the casual conversation, Hammerlin also learned that the other party did not strayed into the Murmur Hill, but wanted to meet Thaler.

He had dealt with Thaler for hundreds of years, and he knew exactly what the tone of the other party was.

He was sure that if he didn't help this time, Ashmi would be trapped on the hill, and Thaler wouldn't care if he lived or died.

She always saw the druids as tools to maintain the forest, and the only thing she needed to pay attention to in her eyes was the mission given to her by the Creator, and nothing else was important.

It is precisely this ruthless way of doing things that makes her known as the Banshee of the Forest.

On the contrary, although Hamerin abducted children with the sound of a flute, acting like a human trafficker, he sincerely wanted to keep those children alive.

He has the same attitude towards Ashmi in front of him, and it is impossible for him to turn a blind eye to the difficulties encountered by the other party.

Under his leadership, the two of them descended deep into the hills of Murmur and came to the mansion of the Banshee Thal.

Looking at the tree-shaped building in front of him, which resembled the Ring of Druids, Ashmi was so nervous that he could barely breathe.

Seeing this, Hamerin on the side directly took out his flute and began to play.

When he heard the sound of the flute, Ashmi's suffocation magically disappeared.

At this time, Thaler also walked out of the treehouse with a gloomy face.

"Hamerin, you guys are really nasty.

This is my residence, and you play the flute in my territory, don't you think it's rude? ”

Instead of responding, Hammerlin burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?"

His smile made Thaler, who was already unhappy, even more annoyed.

"Haha, I just didn't expect Thaler to reason with others too.

I'm beginning to understand why the Creator threw you out, and after the polish of the world and time, you rude guy actually reasoned with me. ”

Seeing that Thaler's eyes were becoming more and more unkind, Hamerin stopped ridiculing and said:

"Well, I came to you this time to discuss something with you.

It's just that I accidentally met Ashmi on the way, he is your druid, and he is the next oak sage, shouldn't I save him? ”

Thaler's face palened a little when she heard this, and she didn't pay any more attention to Hammerlin, but turned her gaze to Ashmi to the side.

While the two were talking, Ashmi had been speculating about Hamerin's identity, but unfortunately his mind was blank about this strange piper, and he had no impression at all.

Seeing the fairy in the forest cast his gaze, he could only temporarily put aside the speculation in his heart and instead said the purpose of this trip.

When he talked about the strange death fog in the northern forest, he was very hesitant in his heart.

Although the Fairy of the Forest is the protector of the druids, it is clear to everyone in the sect that he is only concerned with the expansion of forest vegetation.

The Death Mist was only lethal to the animals in the area, and it didn't hurt the trees in the slightest, and he wasn't sure if the fairy in the forest would intervene in the matter.

However, Thaler's response made Ashmi breathe a sigh of relief on the spot.

"I see, I'll deal with the anomaly in the northern forest myself."

Receiving a positive answer, Ashmi was overjoyed, with the fairy in the forest to deal with the matter, he believed that the Death Mist incident would definitely be resolved soon.

And the druids don't need to be mobilized at this time, and can concentrate on the upcoming hunting season, which is a double win.

Ashmi then said goodbye to Thaler and Hammerrim and left with brisk steps.

Looking at his distant back, Hammerlin said with some surprise:

"Thaler, you've really changed, and you won't intervene in things that have nothing to do with you in the past."

When Thaler heard this, a hint of pride flashed in her eyes, and she replied with a smile:

"Hee-hee, it's not that I've changed, it's just that I know more than you.

You, who wander around the ground alone, have no idea where the dead fog is coming from. ”

That's right, Hamerin, like Ashmee's druids, was completely confused about the appearance of the Dead Mist.

Looking at Hammerin with a question mark on his face, Thaler became even more proud.

For so many years, the two have been old enemies, but she has never been able to gain the upper hand in the conflict, and what makes her feel even more aggrieved is that the power in the Eternal Hallows of Life Flute obviously comes from her.

Now, she has finally regained her sense of superiority in this matter.

"Hamerin, although your strength is not bad, after all, you are just an ordinary creature with no power.

Your knowledge is confined to the surface of the earth, but you do not know that beyond the surface of the earth, our lord has also created a civilization that is not inferior to the golden people. ”

"The sky, the surface, and the bottom are three parallel lines that do not intersect, and at this time, under the ground where you and I are standing, there is an even larger underground world.

And at this time, a great war is breaking out there, it is a war between the ant clan and the star god, and the intensity is far more fierce than you can imagine. ”

Hearing this, Hamerin couldn't help but be dumbfounded, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Thaler's words completely changed his cognition, he never knew that deep underground where they lived, there was a civilization called the Ant Clan.

Thinking of this, he said half worried, half sighing:

"To be able to break out a war with the star gods, what kind of powerful race should the ant clan be?

Thaler, do you mean that the death fog of the northern forest is related to the ant tribe? ”

When Thaler heard this, he smiled meaningfully:

"Hamerin, you know what.

The ant clan also has a collaborator, and the other party calls himself the Tomb King, which you should be familiar with. ”

Seeing Hamerin's face change dramatically, Thaler continued:

"The Ant Clan's Axe King and the Tomb King have reached a cooperation, and the Abyss continues to expand underground with this great battle.

The golden water of the Divine Grace Lake is like the tentacles of the abyss, and every inch of soil it flows through will be affected by the power of the six reincarnations within the abyss.

I suspect that the Death Mists of the Northern Forest are due to the fact that the trees have absorbed the water of the Lake of Divine Grace in the soil, allowing the power of the Abyss to expand to the surface. ”

"Hmph, my lord doesn't bother to pay attention to the small actions of the abyss, but I'm not that generous.

It would have been fine if the Tomb King had been lying on the ground honestly, and now that he dared to put his hand into my territory, I had to give him some color. ”

Speaking of this, Thaler looked at Hamerin in front of him and asked with a smile:

"I know you have a grudge against the Tomb King, why don't you go with me to clean up that old fellow."

In the face of Thaler's invitation, Hamerlin's heart struggled, and finally he shook his head and replied:

"Thaler, you know I'm here because of the hunting season, and I don't want the Druids and Hengcheng to be killed and wounded in a lot of conflicts.

Since you choose to deal with the Tomb King in person, then I can't leave at this time.

I believe that with your strength, you will definitely be able to deal with the overflow from the abyss. ”