……

The appearance of the twilight elves is far from the fantasy of humans for the elves.

They had long, thin torsos and limbs, pointed ears, dark green hair like seaweed, and large, bright eyes.

Because it's too thin.

Matthew even suspected that the nutrients on their bodies were absorbed by the mushrooms.

Their complexion is darker, but unlike Drow's, the skin of the Twilight Elves is a relatively healthy wheat color.

"Thanks, but we're not hungry yet."

Faced with the gracious elves, Matthew and the others took the mushrooms, but did not eat them immediately.

The other party said happily:

"It's okay, you can eat anytime when you're hungry!"

"This is a mushroom grown with my blood and spirit, it has high nutritional value, and if you eat one bite, you can be full for a day."

"On the Eternal Island, you can call Dudley if you have something."

As he spoke, the elf named Dudley stepped aside at Kret's motion.

The three of them continued on foot towards the center of the island.

Along the way, Matthew saw neat and tall tree houses with various kinds of mushrooms and other kinds of fungi growing under the eaves.

In the center of the treehouse is an open space.

The clearing was covered with a thick layer of soft sand.

It's uninhabited in the neighborhood.

According to Kret, his lair was built on a cliff on the northwest side of the island, and because his body was so large that it was almost hollowed out.

As for the natives of the Eternal Isle.

At present, there are only three creatures: the Dusk Elves, the Earth Spirits, and the Kraken.

Among them, the hard-working and capable twilight elves occupy the majority.

Each Twilight Elf is a natural druid, and they are tightly united by the Spore Society.

A sad fact is.

Neither the twilight elves nor the druids of the Spore Society are recognized by their kind.

In Aiindor, the four elven clans of wood elves, night elves, sea elves, and cloud elves recognize each other, and among them, the night elves and cloud elves are faintly higher than the other elves.

But none of them acknowledged the existence of the Twilight Elves.

The same is true of spore associations.

The druids of the Earth Society thought they were no different from the Blighters;

The Ocean Society believes that the sea is the best destination for life, not fungi and bacteria;

The Moonlight Society also couldn't accept the alternative looks of the Spore Druids;

The Storm Society is even more extreme, and they see the Spore Society as the scum of the druids and vow to eradicate them all.

All of the above are introduced by Kreit as he walks.

He continued:

"For a while, I thought I needed more people to evangelize my ideas, so I searched the world for like-minded people.

At first I found the Blight Order, but I soon found out that they were a bunch of losers.

They don't really love the wither, but because they have been abandoned by nature, they have to throw themselves into the arms of the wither.

They embrace withering because they hate nature, which is contrary to my philosophy.

So I abandoned them.

Later I met Dudley, the only survivor of his own clan in the Elven War.

He introduced me to the Spore Society.

This intrigues me.

The Spore Society believes that decay is also part of nature, which is precisely the idea of the Topaz Dragon.

So I brought him to the Eternal Isle, so that their people could multiply.

It's a pity.

The former sun elves not only lost the civil war of the elves, but the first sun god of the gods they believed in also fell in the god war.

since.

The Sun Elves are eternally cursed, and they will never be able to revert to their strong, healthy, sunny appearance.

The moonlight also turned them away.

Only Twilight was willing to take them in a little.

So the sun elves degenerated into dusk elves.

These former High Elves have also become strange because of this-

I advised them several times not to grow mushrooms on themselves.

This will make you look abnormal.

But they just won't listen!

They insist that this is the way they use to communicate with nature, and hope to dispel misconceptions about mushrooms through this move.

The goal of the Spore Society is to hope that more people will fall in love with mushrooms.

I'm not optimistic about that.

In my opinion, if you want to promote the benefits of mushrooms, it is easier and more effective to grow them directly on others than to grow them yourself. ”

Hear here.

Matthew and Margaret are confused.

Chrette laughed and said:

"There is a mushroom that makes the host slow to think, and there is a mushroom that makes the host feel like they are in love.

My advice to them is to just plant these two mushrooms on someone else.

If all the people in the world are planted with mushrooms, then they don't seem to be normal! ”

Matthew rubbed his temples and smiled reluctantly:

"That's a train of thought, too."

"Before I met Dudley, I had only mastered the realm of decay, but I didn't know how to create it."

Crett seemed to be in good spirits:

"But after going deep into the fields of fungi and bacteria, I realized that the essence of biological decay is the creation of microorganisms, and I realized a new field for this."

"I can say that I have benefited a lot from the spore society's worship of fungi, and sometimes when you look at the world from a different perspective, you will find a different scenery."

"You two are mages of the Seven Holy Alliance, right?"

Margaret nodded.

Crett asked expectantly:

"Are you or a mage you know interested in studying this subject?"

Margaret had a difficult face.

Or Matthew stood up and played the round:

"In the future, such plans cannot be ruled out, and microorganisms are indeed a neglected field, as long as we are well prepared in the early stage, and time permits, we will conduct in-depth research."

Krett looked pleased.

He repeatedly admonished:

"If the Seven Saints Alliance has a project in this regard, be sure to ask me to be a consultant, and I will provide strong support in the field for free."

"It's a pity that I'm not a mage myself, so I don't know how to conduct field research."

"But I had a strong hunch.

In the next 100 years, this world will definitely give birth to a "fungal king".

Can you imagine microbes shining on the world stage?

That's an exciting scene! ”

However, what Matthew made up in his brain was a terrifying scene of a giant mushroom destroying Rolling Stone.

Although he also loves Peggy's mushroom fried noodles, he has no expectations for a world dominated by fungi.

But for now, he can only be vague and get by.

Kreit took the two of them around the island.

Timeless Isle is indeed exotic, and the landscape and architecture here are different from the rest of Aindo.

But after watching it for a long time, it's actually the same thing.

Mushroom.

Colorful mushrooms.

Large or small mushrooms.

Mushrooms with different smells.

Everything here seems to be related to mushrooms or other fungi, and after a long time, it gives the feeling of being in a mushroom kingdom.

It was getting dark very quickly.

Krett invites the two to dinner by the cliff.

It's close to the Dragon's Lair, and it's the only place where there aren't any mushrooms.

But everywhere is full of negative energy crystals.

Beneath the sea cliffs.

A group of Sirens rode the wave and presented them with a sumptuous seafood feast.

And Krett himself is transformed into his original form, and the huge body of the topaz dragon is submerged in the ocean, and he will dive into the deep sea to feast on it.

Dinner ended quickly.

As night fell, Krett personally led them to an empty mushroom tree house and told them that they could rest here.

After that, he departed in style.

Matthew and the others entered the room, and Margaret quickly set up a magic tent on the ground.

Matthew just wanted to say something.

His mouth was covered by Margaret.

She grabbed Matthew's hand and wrote several words on it.

Matthew was tickled so hard that he couldn't tell what she was trying to say.

Fortunately, there is also a data column.

……

"Hint: Your companion Margaret reminds you of traces of "eavesdropping" in your room."

……

"This old dragon respects us on the surface, but the arrogance engraved in the dragon's bones is indispensable.

He just wants to see us do what husband and wife are supposed to do.

And if he finds out that we are disguised, I am afraid that we will be retaliated against.

In the information of the Alliance, Kreit behaves perversely and moodily, do not be deceived by his appearance, and must always be vigilant! ”

See Matthew unresponsive.

Margaret simply took out a piece of paper and wrote the above on it with a floating quill.

Matthew read it once and disappeared.

He knew it was a cryptographic prop.

So he took the quill and wrote:

"So what are we going to do tonight?"

Margaret mused:

"We have to sound like a couple, we have to act realistically."

"After tonight, tomorrow we will find a way to say goodbye, and we can't stay on this island for long—

Have you noticed, that twilight elf named Dudley, almost all the twilight elves on the island look like him!

The mushroom smell in this place is too strong, and I always think it's a little weird. ”

Matthew agrees with Margaret's concerns.

As for how it sounded like a couple.

The two of them fell into deep thought.

……

At night, in the dragon's lair by the sea.

Crett turned into his original form, lying on a pile of gems and gold coins, fiddling with a crystal ball with his dragon's tail.

From time to time, there was a conversation between a man and a woman in the crystal ball.

Most of them are boring and homely.

Until late at night.

The female voice said suddenly:

"It's almost time to go to bed."

The old dragon's spirit was shocked.

But he heard the man answer,

"Wait, I've got to copy another scroll, or you'll go to sleep first?"

The woman complained:

"It's obviously just a wedding, but you're getting into bed later and later, which was not the case when we first got together eight years ago."

The man coughed:

"I'm really copying scrolls."

The woman said angrily:

"The scroll can be copied every day, didn't you hear Mr. Krett say that I want to have more children! Come up on me! ”

The man sounded reluctant to laugh:

"Okay."

Then there was a sparse, gurgling sound.

Kret's vertical pupils narrowed.

It didn't take long.

The sound stopped.

The woman asked:

"What's going on?"

The man's voice was somewhat unnatural:

"It's not in good shape today, let's do it tomorrow."

The woman was silent.

After a while.

She said:

"Then you have a good rest today......

Respond to her.

Only the snoring of men.

When Krett heard this, he felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say that there was anything wrong.

He thought for a moment, intercepted the conversation just now, then took out a smooth magic mirror, and asked in a deep voice:

"Answer me, Terry the Mirror, is this conversation more common among human couples?"

An old-fashioned square face quickly appeared on the magic mirror:

"The answer is yes."

Kreit muttered:

"Looks like they didn't lie to me."

"Prepare some gifts for that man tomorrow, I know at a young age that I can't copy scrolls all night long."

……

The next morning, Matthew woke up early.

According to his agreement with Margaret, he will go to Clayte first, and create a chance for her to explore the Eternal Island alone on the grounds that Margaret is unwell and wants to rest more.

Dragons apparently don't have the same requirements for sleep as humans, and as soon as Matthew left the treehouse, Crett greeted him.

The old dragon had apparently not slept all night.

He invites Matthew to visit his collection of undead.

Matthew readily agreed.

The two of them came to the bottom of the dragon's lair, on a cliff about ten meters above the sea, where one separate room after another had been carved out.

These rooms are connected to the Dragon's Lair.

Each room is guarded by a Kraken.

Most of the rooms are piled with objects of unknown significance.

There are a lot of items like salted fish, seaweed, etc.

However, Matthew knew that all this was just the effect of camouflage.

Krett led Matthew to the most spacious room.

When Matthew entered, he found that the cave was empty, except for a sand table with a large size on the stone platform in the middle.

He took a closer look.

Discover the sandbox full of undead creatures!

"Shrinkage?"

Matthew asked.

Kreit nodded:

"It took me a lot of money to get a mage to shrink all the undead in my collection into this sandbox.

As I get older, I like to perceive the world more and more in human form.

Whenever I'm bored, I sit at the sand table and watch the undead.

Lo and behold, they're all funny, aren't they? ”

Matthew walked around the sand table several times from a bird's-eye view.

The abundance of undead in this place is comparable to a shrunken negative energy plane.

Matthew quickly finds the mummy that Krett mentioned yesterday that always trips over his own bandages.

The guy was too tall, and the bandages on his body were too long, and he inevitably bumped when he walked.

Besides.

And the fat bucket-like zombies.

The skull has a skeleton with three eye sockets.

The Headless Horseman who always can't tell the way.

and a bone dragon that had to take down his bones and count them all over again every day.

The undead creatures in the sand table are very distinctive, but their strength should not be underestimated.

If it weren't for the fact that the shrinkage technique was fixed at this size, and it was bound by the power of the sand table itself, there were several undead creatures that were the strength of a king.

Crett tells Matthew about their origins.

Matthew is naturally crazy to cater to the touting.

A morning of time.

Guests and hosts have fun.

"I'm not bragging, am I? My collection of undead creatures is definitely the strangest in the world. ”

"If you have similar undead creatures, you can show them to me, and if they can become my collection, I will exchange them for other treasures."

After triumphantly introducing the undead in the sandbox, Krett said.

Matthew's heart moved.

With some effort, he summoned a zombie and a skeleton from the graveyard.

The zombie is a Silver Moon zombie with a tombstone on its back.

Skeletons are very common skeletons, but the crotch is always twisted when walking.

Krett really liked it when he saw it.

Matthew said wittily:

"If you like to take it, you don't have to give me anything."

Krett shook his head:

"Although I am vulgar, I never take advantage of my friends.

It is said that it is an exchange of collectibles, and it is impossible to just enter and exit.

Do you have anything in particular that you want? ”

Matthew shook his head.

Crett grabbed it:

"Then I'll just pay you back."

The next second.

He had two more coins in his hand.

The coin glows with magic in the stars.

Krett forced the two coins into Matthew's hand.

Matthew had no choice but to take it.

……

"Hint: You got the Feather Fall Coin and the Weight Coins.

Feather Fall Coin (Accessory): When you put it in the pocket of your jacket (it must be the pocket of your jacket, if it is a jacket without pockets, it will not work), and your body will automatically get the effect of falling feathers (falling slowly and safely) when you fall from a height.

Weight Coin (Trinket): When you carry it in the pocket of your jacket, you can weigh 5 times as much as you are now."

……

"A very interesting pair of props."

Matthew curiously played with the two coins:

"What happens if you jump off a cliff with them in your jacket pocket at the same time?"

Kreit laughed:

"There's a cliff right outside the door, you can try it yourself."

Matthew didn't end up trying to jump off a cliff with two coins.

Leaving the cave where the sandbox was located, Krett led Matthew on a tour of the other collection rooms.

I have to say that the treasure of the ancient dragon is eye-catching.

What Craig shows Matthew is just the tip of the iceberg, which is already worth more than a Margaret.

It can be seen that the wealth of the dragon is also highly linked to age.

Ordinary young dragons may not even be able to make up hundreds of thousands.

It's hard to build even a safe dragon's nest.

Ancient dragons like Craig, on the other hand, were much more affluent.

Correspondingly, he has more than one dragon's nest in each major plane.

Craig made small talk as he showed Matthew the collection:

"One of the things that often bothers me is that when I die, there will be no one to take over these collections."

"I'm not afraid of death, I just don't want my collection to exist alone in the world, so I want a longer life."

That's why you want to become a dragon lich?

Matthew complained in his heart.

Sure enough, Kreit immediately said:

"My limit is approaching, my body will die soon, I thought about it carefully last night, the transformation of the Phantom Dragon not only requires the cooperation of the powerhouses of the Phantom Realm, but also a little luck, that's not what I want."

"The Dragon Lich is the best way I've found to extend my life so far, but in the meantime. I need a necromancer to help with the ceremony. ”

"Matthew, would you like to help me?"

Although in the past day or so, Matthew has realized that Clatter is a very straightforward character, perhaps it is the strength of the ancient dragon that makes him seem to act as he pleases.

But now that he suddenly talks about transforming into a dragon lich after death, it's a bit of a shallow conversation.

Matthew cautiously replied:

"Of course I'm happy to serve you, but I'm afraid it's hard to satisfy you due to my mana and strength."

"Speaking of which, with your connections and experience, don't you know other high-level necromancers?"

Kreit immediately complained:

"Of course, I even have negotiated a preliminary cooperation agreement with Blinken of the Dragon Cult.

But when I went to look for him last month, I found that he was nowhere to be found.

Not even the prophecy spells could find his whereabouts.

I suspect he wants to pay his bills. ”

Matthew was stunned:

"Blinken? Default? ”

"He took your money?"

Krett said angrily:

"No, but he's got a lot of mushrooms from me, the kind worth a thousand dollars."

What does Blinken want mushrooms for?

Matthew felt strange and was about to ask a detailed question, but he heard Crett say earnestly:

"It doesn't matter if your current level is lower, the growth rate of human mages is extremely amazing compared to other races."

"If you haven't become a legend by the time I die, then I'll naturally choose someone else to preside over my transformation ritual."

It turned out to be a strategy of casting a wide net.

Matthew nodded yes:

"I'll try."

Krett patted him on the shoulder seriously:

"You really have to work harder, after all, I only have more than a thousand years left to live."

"It's really distressing that it's gone in a blink of an eye."

Matthew heard.

Immediately there was silence.

……

Meanwhile.

Margaret also walked out of the treehouse.

She walked briskly along the narrow paths of the Eternal Isle, her eyes carefully surveying the details around her.

Right now.

A somewhat familiar twilight elf appeared in front of her.

He greeted warmly:

"Good afternoon, Lady Mary, do you eat mushrooms?"

"It's okay to call Dudley if you have something."

Margaret smiled and declined his help.

She took the fork in the road.

But it didn't take long.

Another roadside elf smiled at her and greeted her:

"Good afternoon, ma'am, do you want to eat mushrooms?"

"It's okay to call Dudley if you have something."

Margaret frowned:

"Your name is Dudley, too?"

The elf smiled:

"I'm Dudley himself."

Margaret subconsciously turned around and said, "But he also said that his name is Dudley." ”

I don't know when, several twilight elves surrounded me.

They looked at Margaret with a smile and said in unison:

"We're all Dudley."

"So, it's good to call Dudley if you have something."

"Is there anything wrong with you?"

"Is there something wrong?"

"What?"

Strange noises came from all directions.

The twilight elves walked towards her with a smiling and stiff step.

Margaret's eyes lit up brightly.

The next second.

She shouted abruptly:

"Dudley!"

All the elves' bodies trembled, and then, an unhappy voice came from afar:

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! ”

"What are you doing here?! I'm the real Dudley! ”

A twilight elf who looked about the same as the others ran over.

Panting, he pushed the others away and came to Margaret.

The others dispersed sullenly.

"What the hell is going on?"

Margaret asked, crossing her waist.

……

(End of chapter)