Arad's crooked savior

The five elements of the divine world are not only reflected in appearance, but also have a significant impact on the customs and styles of the race.

Bala, the drummer of the Beautiful Girls Band, is from the Tu people. She told everyone that most Tu people have the custom of returning to their hometowns. They rarely leave their hometowns unless they need to, and tend to settle in one place for a long time.

It is very rare for a Tu member like her to run out to form a band, have an adventurous spirit, and run around the world.

Similarly, most musicians in the divine world come from the Water People, because the Water People have a warm voice and are born with excellent sound sense and creative inspiration in music.

It is also rare for someone like Muse, who is from the Wood People, to achieve outstanding results.

Keyboardist Mu Ya is from the Gold People, and the Gold People generally advocate thinking about the philosophy of life and literary writing. It is extremely rare for someone like her to come out and make music.

The members of the Beautiful Girls Band are more normal in the attributes of Ailuo from the Water People, and are often made fun of by Ye Lin for playing bass.

Lain from the Fire People is a bodyguard and never participates in stage performances.

"Sister Hiat, how are the races in your world divided?" Shu Mo looked at Hiat, Guyu, and the little witch one after another, representing the characteristics of appearance.

The earth guardian must record everything worth remembering, and she will have a judgment standard in her heart. Now that Sister Hiat and others are active in the God Realm and have a far-reaching influence, it is reasonable to extend them to record the knowledge of the outside world.

Hiat laughed and felt that this girl and the curator should get along well.

"The racial division in our world is not the same as yours. It is a division in terms of life form and region."

For example, humans, elves, dragons, dark elves, chaotic demons, etc., are all different in terms of life form. Some are long-lived, some are friendly to nature, some are warlike, and some are rich in creativity.

"There are also regional divisions such as demons, Xuzu people, heavenly people, and imperial people."

The demons have pointed ears because the fragments of Terra have been floating in the universe for many years and have been attacked by radiation, so Hiat classified them within the broad range of humans.

Otherwise, other races have obvious characteristics that are different from humans. What other characteristics do the demons have besides a pair of pointed ears? Do they have flat chests that make a banging sound when they pat the steel plate? !

Shu Mo nodded and recorded carefully, and she learned more.

As soon as she entered the village of the monitors, she immediately felt a unique damp smell of soil and the smell of the sea. The two smells mixed together did not make people feel comfortable at all. At the same time, there was a kind of faint smell of decay, which might be related to the rainy weather in the White Sea.

For villages and towns on the coast, even if they used to live in a richer way, their infrastructure was far behind that of Qingyan, the largest city in the White Sea. Outside the village, there were large areas of brown soil exposed, which were beaten into muddy patches by rain.

"Few people would lower their heads to smell the smell of the earth after the rain." Yue Na suddenly sighed, as if she was thinking about something and wanted to say something full of philosophical meaning.

Everyone yearns for the infinitely vast sky above their heads, and imagines that they have a pair of wings that can fly, but they rarely look down at the earth that supports their bodies. The earth is the mother of everything.

Yue Na changed her tone, "In this regard, the people of the demon world do much better than us."

"Are you implying that our demon world is more shabby, so we will bow our heads and pay special attention to the thickness of the land." Yi Mi Wu rolled her eyes. The hateful yellow-faced woman always brought the demon world to everything.

The environment in the demon world is extremely harsh. Later, Ye Lin buried the branches of Wu Xuan deep underground to improve the barren soil. The grain production doubled compared to before, which greatly alleviated the resource dilemma of the demon world.

"No." Yue Na shook her head, then moved closer to the little witch, stretched out her hand to gesture to each other's height, and said calmly: "I mean, in terms of the physical distance between the nose and the earth, the people of the demon world are obviously closer to the earth than us."

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As the little witch roared, the surveillance village with no one in it suddenly lit up with the light of the collision of puppet needles and crosses.

If it weren't for the deliberate suppression of the battle fluctuations, the monitor village would have been gone the moment the action started.

Since breaking through the Transcendent, the little witch has gone from being unilaterally "abused" by Yue Na to being able to fight back beautifully, which is a great improvement.

All the way to the depths of the village, I finally saw a few hurried locals holding bows and arrows or mist weapons in their hands. When they found the outsiders, they immediately showed a rather surprised expression.

"What are you doing here? There are no fish to sell here. It's very dangerous. Leave quickly." Someone shouted and advised them to leave.

Shu Mo sorted out her emotions and said loudly: "I am Shu Mo, the land guardian of the White Sea. I heard that the demon energy here is rampant, so I came to support."

Maybe it was because of listening to the song with Lord Mo Ni, Shu Mo only felt that her small body was now full of courage, dared to do anything, and was not afraid of any difficulties.

Whether it is demon energy or monsters, fight it!

"Isn't Scriben the protector of our White Sea?" The man stopped and looked at Shu Mo carefully, then frowned and shook his head slightly, turning to Ye Lin.

Although the God Realm has newspapers to introduce news, this place, located at the extreme edge of the White Sea and plagued by demonic energy all year round, is not very concerned about the outside world.

"That... Lord Scriben is now the Earth Guardian of Qianhaitian, and I am his successor." Shu Mo patted the record book buckled on her waist, and then summoned the star turtle Wumu.

The villager looked at Wumu carefully, exclaimed, and nodded: "Since you are the Earth Guardian, you can follow me to see the village chief."

Wumu hummed and rolled happily. Shu Mo was very hurt and depressed. Is Mr. Wumu more famous than me?

"Maybe the constellation spirit turtle is the standard of the Earth Guardian, so..." Ye Lin laughed and patted Shu Mo on the shoulder.

Come on, as long as little Shu Mo works harder, your name will spread to every corner of the White Sea and even the God Realm.

Dong!

The bell sound heard before rang again, coming from farther away from the village of the monitor.

On the surface, it was just the sound of an ordinary metal bell being struck by a wooden hammer, majestic and distant, but they heard it. The air where the bell passed was filled with layers of sadness and parting.

"Alas... who is it this time?" The villager showed a sad and helpless expression, and quickly recited a few names. His sunburned face looked very numb under the sun.

"Sir, what's wrong with the bell?" Shu Mo had heard the bell twice, and the other party became sad after the bell rang. Obviously, this bell had a special meaning.

The villager sighed deeply and shook his head, saying, "That was the last farewell of the dying person."

Then he explained in detail that due to the continuous spread of evil spirits in the vicinity, although the monitor village took a series of measures to block the evil spirits, some people continued to be infected by the evil spirits and turned into ghosts.

Once the characteristics of the ghost appear, it means that there is no medicine to cure it, so the village chief sent those who are about to become ghosts to an independent island to isolate them from each other.

Before those infected people completely become ghosts, they will muster all their strength and reason to ring a brass bell on the island to say goodbye to their families.

Every time the bell rings, it means that another villager has become a ghost and "died". (End of this chapter)