Above the mountain of elves

Chapter 279 Warcraft Apostle
Along the way, Mo Yan followed Maki quietly and walked straight to the bottom of the cabin.

In fact, he can't help but want to be quiet, Mo Yan can't touch the things around him, and the people around him can't hear any sound from him.

Soon, Maki was back in her own room, which happened to be the one where the portrait had been hung before.

Mo Yan followed and walked in, looking towards the original position of the portrait, but there was nothing there.

dong dong dong...

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside the room, and Maki, who had just sat down to take a rest, stood up immediately.

With brisk footsteps and a smile on his face, he bounced and ran to open the door, as if he knew who was coming early in the morning.

"Axi, I saw what you look like on the deck. Don't worry, the painting will be finished in two days. I will be the first to show you then."

A young man who was about the same age as Maki came in, and beside him was a Tutu dog who was always holding his tail.

"Finally it's almost finished, that's good." Maki nodded slightly, her eyes twinkling, obviously very happy and excited.

"Axi, you look so beautiful on the deck today. I have already recorded all that scene, and it will be shown in this painting when the time comes." The young man was in high spirits, chattering non-stop.

And Maki always smiled, covering her mouth and chuckling from time to time, completely different from her cool look on the deck before.

When Mo Yan thought that the two of them were going to have a small meeting in broad daylight, the young man turned and left.

……

Maki watched the young man leave, but the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't go away.

Mo Yan looked at her nympho look, and knew that she couldn't do anything in a short time.

Passing through the wall, Mo Yan followed the young man, ready to see the painting they were talking about.

Like Maki, the young man who owns the Tutu dog also attracts the attention of others, and the young man also becomes a stranger in front of outsiders.

Mo Yan gradually realized that there are very few elf trainers in this era, and each trainer has not many elves, but this does not hinder their high status.

The cabin where the young man lived was slightly larger than Maki's, and there was an easel with an unfinished painting on it.

Without looking carefully, Mo Yan decided that this painting was the culprit that made him go to this ghost place.

But at present, it is only a semi-finished product, except for the rough outline of Maki, other parts have not yet been completed.

The young man started to paint, and Tutu dog tacitly helped him color the color, as if he could know the color the owner wanted most every moment.

Mo Yan saw that the young man had also calmed down, and couldn't help frowning a little. Although he found the half-finished painting, he didn't find anything at all.

Mo Yan used the wall-penetrating technique again, and began to wander around on the huge ship.

One day, two days, three days... Mo Yan is like a bystander in this world, silently watching everything that happens in front of him.

And he also heard many novel things from people's chats.

In this era, elf trainers were called apostles of monsters. In the era without elf balls, the difficulty of obtaining elves, that is, monsters, also increased exponentially.

Going from nothing to something is undoubtedly the most difficult, and it also stops [-]% of people who want to become apostles of monsters.

And because of the problems of carrying, raising, and nurturing, the monster apostles here generally only own one or two monsters, and most of the apostles only own one.

Mo Yan also found that there were few Warcraft apostles living in ordinary cabins like Maki and the young man.

Most of the other Warcraft apostles live in groups and live in the best positions on the first and second floors, such as the gloomy man who taunted Maki before.

But after careful observation, Mo Yan discovered something was wrong. This so-called group was controlled by the most powerful monster apostle among them.

And apostles like Maki are called wandering apostles, who are excluded from the group and can only live with ordinary people.

However, these are all the news that Mo Yan randomly inquired about, and the most important thing is the every move of Maki and the young man.

The young man would come to look for Maki every day, and he would repeat the same thing every time, but he didn't even hold hands, making Mo Yan on the side shake his head.

After the young man returned, he began to concentrate on painting, perfecting the painting that Mo Yan already knew what it looked like in his heart.

Seeing this painting step by step approaching the appearance in my heart, this feeling is quite amazing.

What troubled Mo Yan even more was that after so many days, he didn't eat, drink or sleep, but he didn't have any physical problems.

Moreover, Geng Gui was still missing, as if only Mo Yan was pulled in.

A week passed without incident, with no one to talk to, no elves around, and nothing to touch.

Mo Yan feels that he is not crazy, it is entirely because he has experienced too many bizarre events, which is nothing compared to rebirth.

In other words, he always felt that Geng Gui would come to find him soon, and he would definitely be able to escape.

Another day at noon, Mo Yan stood at the forefront of the ship's deck, stretched out his hands and couldn't feel the sea breeze blowing by.

While in a trance, a huge black cloud suddenly condensed in front of the ship, spreading out without warning.

"Ugh..."

The ship started to whistle, and all the people staying on the deck were stunned for a moment.

Seeing the fast-covering dark clouds and the rising wind, everyone began to run into the cabin in a panic.

Mo Yan was not affected, and still stood on the deck observing the fast approaching dark clouds, feeling something was wrong.

He has also encountered such bad weather before, but the speed of expansion is much slower than this.

"serene!"

Suddenly, Mo Yan heard an extremely ethereal and distant cry from the ocean.

Then a huge black shadow appeared in front of the ship, gradually getting bigger.

Before Mo Yan had any thoughts, the black shadow broke through the water and leaped high, his sturdy figure was clearly visible in front of Mo Yan.

Mo Yan raised his head and looked at this gigantic beast. Its body was like a giant whale. On the left and right sides were a huge palm-shaped fish fins comparable to its body, and its tail was like four flowing tassels.

The whole body of the giant beast is blue, with a mysterious red totem on its back. Mo Yan has never felt such a strong overall aura. Facing it is like facing the entire sea.

"Geoka!"

It wasn't until the sea monster fell into the water again that Mo Yan dared to exhale slowly, and murmured tremblingly.

(End of this chapter)