Clash of Lords: Civilization Game Comes to Reality

The elemental elves were like condensed water vapor fog, reflecting a faint reddish luster in the weak light of the evening. They slowly floated past the road signs inserted on the island, passing through the semi-abandoned musket towers that were used as shelters and temporary rest rooms.

One, two, one... the fog gathered into a small cloud in the air.

The elf lady followed their path and walked in small steps, fearing that she would lose them if she walked too far, and would scare them if she walked too fast.

They moved towards their goals like pedestrians taking a leisurely walk after dinner, shaking their fixed bodies and playing and fighting in the air... If two fog balls bumping into each other in the air can be considered playing and fighting.

At the same time, she couldn't help but feel a little surprised. When did this small sky island gather so many elemental elves without her noticing?

There should be more than 20 of them.

A lot.

The green-stained elemental elves of the world tree will take the initiative to take care of the green plants growing next to the world tree, and if these elemental elves can get them near the farmland...

The elf lady raised a little arc at the corner of her mouth and snorted twice.

She is still a little experienced in her natural and life spells... At least, she can also use the remaining power.

If she can borrow these little helpers to help her manage the farmland, she can be much more relaxed.

To take care of magical plants, those with the talent for casting spells are the best. Planters need to pay attention to their status at all times, while those without talent will take care of plants like people with myopia observing objects...

You can see things vaguely, but there is inevitably a kind of reality of seeing flowers in the fog.

There are only a few people with spellcasting talent among the people in the territory.

The best of the best have been selected from the agricultural teams sent here from outside the territory, and the priority is given to the agricultural teams with awakened source talent and awakened source talent.

There are only ten people with spellcasting talent in total...Folna also tried to teach them some simple low-level natural spells.

It's a pity that they have a strong adaptability to the elf spells of their own lineage. They can learn, but only a little bit.

She can only give them some easy-to-feed and care magic crops to toss. After all, they have half a foot in the door of spellcasters.

But Miss Elf didn't realize that all the elf spells she taught were serious, pure, and unmodified.

The only thing that hindered them was the complexity of the spell model construction and the problem of spell loss that could not be released for a long time-but no spellcasting failures due to bloodline were found.

The elf lady turned over and passed through the fence that blocked the hunting spiders. These half-human-high fences were simple and ordinary, but they were enough to prevent most hunting spiders from leaving their range of activities and running around.

The area inside the fence was their resting place.

Entering the hunting spider camp, the surrounding hunting spiders lay on the ground and enjoyed the last light before sunset. Once night fell, they would gather together and fall asleep. The hunting spider felt the sound coming from the surroundings, raised his head and glanced at the elf lady in the green and white dress. His brain was sure that she came to give him food.

So he continued to lie down.

The light-colored long hair tied up swayed in the air, and the dress swayed. Forna looked up at the "big cloud" that began to form a small cloud of mist as soon as it crossed the fence. The small cloud of mist swayed and floated to the pile full of weeds and low seedlings.

Taking advantage of the little elf lady's attention, she disappeared into the pile of gray-white heads.

The big cloud continued to drift deeper.

She noted the location of the gray-white pile and followed the 'big cloud' to the depths.

Every time she passed a pile, a small cloud would pass by, sometimes one, sometimes two, and disappear in the pile in the blink of an eye.

Until the last elf hid in the pile, she could now be sure that these piles were their camping sites... But what was so special about these heads, let her take a look.

"Huh! The last one!"

The elf lady rubbed her face, and the water-making technique scooped up a pile of clear water and hit her face. The soft and cool clean water immediately boosted her spirit.

Take a deep breath and feel refreshed all of a sudden.

After a busy day, I still have to deal with other problems. Damn it, I must ask the boss to pay me more.

She stepped forward and bypassed the hunting spider lying on the ground. She noticed something flickering in the low grass with her peripheral vision.

A piece of hair, a piece of broken hair with faint purple starlight, lying in a bunch of green grass, exuding a faint attractive luster

"Hmm?"

The elf lady thought for a long time before she remembered the floating ore. The floating ore without any refining treatment was like this.

As for why the floating ore was here, the nearest floating ore vein was five meters away from here. She shook her head and held the finger-sized floating ore fragments in her palm.

She walked to the pile of hair and wanted to call the elf that had just shrunk with the communication spell in her memory.

One, two, three, four... Four communicative consciousnesses?!

And one of them was dozens of times stronger than the smaller one.

She only saw three elemental spirits sneaking into the pile.

The elf stood up gently, stretched out the rocks all over his body, revealing his fragile and unprotected geological structure. The overturned rocks carefully avoided the plants that had taken root in his body, revealing his humanoid form.

He was observing the elf in front of him.

Elemental life did not have visual organs in the conventional sense, but the elf lady knew that he was observing her.

Just as they never took the initiative to attack the soldiers walking through the spider hunting camp, they also had no hostility towards the elf lady. They gathered on the big body one day like the wolves, stood up, and then the plants took root in their bodies and grew.

This camp had a few more piles of wolves with wolves by chance, and some soldiers would lie down next to the wolves to rest.

In their cognition, it is natural and reasonable for humans to get along with hunting spiders and forest spiders...

The forest spiders, who are in a similar mutual assistance relationship with them, moved the protective rocks to their side and gave them some floating ore that they usually stole from the mine - no one cares about the hunting spiders that accidentally appeared at the edge of the mine. Everyone treats it as normal and throws some dried meat to feed them.

Some leading hunting spiders saw the guys who looked very different from themselves moving the heads, and they also joined the project. Learning from the big spiders to lie next to the forest rock elements together, they will slowly increase the level of elemental energy condensed around them, and no matter what it is, it will feel comfortable next to them.

"Hello?"

Folna greeted her softly. She had never heard when the leader raised elemental life.

She had no reason to be afraid or scared. Her individual combat power was always poor...Except for the old priest of the Church of Light and the blonde woman standing next to the leader, everyone else had beaten her.

She could beat ten of these elemental beings!

What a shameful elf she was.

"Gah!"

The elemental beings did not respond to her, but there was a sudden bite sound behind her, and the sound of heavy objects falling on the grass.

She turned around and saw a slightly larger hunting spider with eight sturdier limbs behind her. Eight bright eyes stared at her, as if they had just noticed the arrival of this sudden guest.

The other party was obviously more panicked and helpless when she was stared at.

A piece of head flashing with purple light was caught between the giant claws. She looked at Forna for a moment, turned around and fled in another direction.