God seal

No one knows when the accident happened.By the time they noticed the first dark clouds, the wind was blowing in.

Luolili Town is a very inconspicuous town. There is no well-developed transportation, no rich specialties, and no great people.Except for adventurers passing by occasionally, there are almost no outsiders coming in and out. The townspeople see familiar faces from birth to death, and their lives are so ordinary that there is nothing new.

However, that day was destined to be unusual.The hunter's butcher's shop in the town did not open as usual, and the townspeople waiting in line to sell the butcher gathered together to discuss the whereabouts of the hunter.

He may have been injured while hunting in the mountains, or he may have slept late at home and missed the opening time of the shop.However, when the other townspeople went to the mountain and the hunter's house to search, but there was no news of the hunter, the simple townspeople panicked.

The hunter is missing!A remarkable case happened in the small town of Raleigh!

"This must be murder." Someone swore, "The old butcher and the hunter have always been at odds. I saw them arguing yesterday, and I saw the old butcher sneaking into the mountain at night. It must be the old guy. .”

"Where's the old butcher?"

"It seems to have disappeared."

The old butcher also disappeared.

People's hearts have settled down again.Because if this is a homicide with a suspect identified, no one else is in danger.If you don't involve yourself, what does it matter who is missing?

Only the old butcher's daughter cried in the town.

"My father didn't kill anyone!"

"He's gone, why is no one looking for him!"

No one paid her any attention.People go about their lives as usual.

Luo Lili is a very inconspicuous town, with no developed transportation, no special products, and the townspeople who barely make ends meet, have no heart to care about the lives of other people.

The next day, the old butcher's daughter also disappeared.Still no one cares.

It wasn't until one day that the townspeople walked in the town and found that a third of their neighbors had disappeared in a panic, then they realized the seriousness of the matter.

Raleigh is a very unremarkable town.Therefore, the mayor's report on the serial disappearances was not handed over to the higher-level city officials until a month later.

"Missing?" the noble official with a moustache said disdainfully, "A group of villagers make a fuss about any disappearances in a small town."

As he said so, he only arranged for two patrolmen to go to the town to investigate the situation.

Three days later, the rangers returned safe and sound.However, no one knew that a bigger disaster had just begun.

Vann City, the Council of Mage.Someone smacked the table recklessly.

"A 'Magic Addiction' that could have been prevented earlier, because of the repeated neglect and misjudgment of a group of ignorant people, has led to the current situation!"

The beard of the speaking old mage shook.

"Now there are more than ten towns infected with 'Magic Addiction', and the nearest one is less than a hundred miles away from us!"

The mages talked a lot.

"Magic Addiction" is a description of a mutated symptom after being infected with the devil's breath. The infected creature will completely lose its mind, leaving only the beast-like instinct to eat flesh and blood.The most frightening thing is that this infectious disease can spread through the air.

Some people are unwilling to face the reality, sophistry: "Maybe it's just an ordinary epidemic..."

"Ordinary? The town where the pathogen first appeared is near the Great Rift Valley, and now the infected humans have signs of demonization. You tell me this is not a 'magic addiction'?" The white-bearded old mage who spoke earlier said angrily Stare at the rebuttal.

Sometimes people who are unwilling to recognize the truth are not ignorant, but just too fearful.

Since the last demon war, humans and other races on the continent have not heard the word "magic addiction" for hundreds of years.Hearing this word again, it's like the demons are about to make a comeback, who doesn't tremble.

"Listen, I don't care what the demons want to do. I just don't want this damned infectious disease to interfere with my experiment! We have to find a way to prevent it from reaching Vann City!" The old mage turned his head, "Bailey, you What do you think?"

The Archmage Bailey who was sitting in his seat seemed to be thinking about other things. Hearing this, he frowned slightly, but what he said was worth learning from: "Perhaps, we can go to someone who has experience in dealing with 'Magic Addiction' , looking for some help."

The mages looked at each other.

"You mean..."

"Sarandir!"

Doragon came from a distance with the patrolling royal guards, and the sharp horns of the elk almost poked his nose.The chief guard was so angry that he couldn't maintain his elegant demeanor.

"Those blood impure you brought—"

"My friend." Searle corrected.He was waiting for the Elven King to wake up and summon him, and it has been half a month now.

"I'm not talking about the two inside the Green Forest, I'm referring to the group outside!" The guard snorted, looking like an angry dragon, "You know they are in the Oak Forest What are the druids doing? They're cutting down oak trees!"

Searle said helplessly: "That's building fortifications."

"They cut down trees, but the druids were helping them. It's all because of the orc who somehow brainwashed the druids." Doragon's chief guard seemed to have lost his mind.

"Brian is the heir of the 'Heart of Nature', he is the heir recognized by the archdruid." Searle felt that the head of the guard was a little racist, but it was not his fault, anyone who saw Brian's first I don't even think he's a good guy.

"They don't cut down randomly, but cut down the excess oak branches after calculation. This can not only protect the oak forest, but also give young oak trees more room to grow. I think the walls and forts made of oak are very good. Nice, nice and strong."

However, Doragon is a typical tree sea elf. The so-called typical is beauty, elegance, arrogance and paranoia.

"We can guard the sea of ​​trees with our own arrows without the help of outsiders."

Ser's silver eyes sank.

"Yes, but tell me, how many elves are still staying in the Green Forest? Where did one-third of the adult elves go? When will they be able to return? Is it possible to rely on these just grown-up children? Guarding the sea of ​​trees? Almost none of them have left the Green Forest, and have never seen other races except elves. Once a war breaks out, sending them to the battlefield is to kill them!"

Doragon realized only when he was severely reprimanded by Searle that this was no longer the young crown prince who needed his love.In the more than 100 years since he left, Searle has experienced many growths that he could not imagine.

"Do you think this is an era of peace, and there will be no more wars? Uncle Doragon." Searle asked him aggressively.

Doragon was speechless.

In fact, war is not far away.

The Western Sea of ​​Trees is located in the extreme west, and the news of the spread of "Magic Addiction" on the mainland has not yet spread here.However, the elves have other enemies to be wary of.The Elf King never wakes up, once the news leaks out, how many people will stare at this place.Just in case, Brian suggested that the half-bloods help the elves build fortifications.The intricate terrain in the oak forest is very suitable for digging bunkers and dark trenches, and the ubiquitous oak is simply the best material for building fortifications.In order to accomplish this, he spent [-] points of effort to persuade the druids.

But now, Brian looked at his achievements and was complacent.

The toughness of oak is moderate. Although it is not as strong as some woods, it is better than that it can be bent according to the designer's imagination.Therefore, all kinds of traps in the fortifications are made of oak.

"I can assure you that even if a full-strength orc army marches in, it won't be able to easily penetrate these defenses!"

"It seems that you have the talent to become a madman on the battlefield."

A familiar voice came from behind, and Brian turned around.

"Searle!"

"I haven't seen you for a few days, and you transformed the oak forest into this look. I was complained just now." Searle walked in front of him and looked at the half-bloods who were still busy outside, feeling a little relieved, "It seems that they have adapted to the situation. Not bad."

"Although it is not as valuable as flowers and plants, the advantage of weeds is that they can thrive anywhere." Brian said, "In addition to arranging them to dig holes and cut trees, I also took them to do some training these days. But I A person is always too busy."

Searle smiled.

"Someone can provide some help."

Brian looked behind him suspiciously, just in time to see Estes jumping down from the branches with a group of elves reluctantly.

"If it wasn't for Seir's request..." the elf crown prince muttered, without looking at Brian, he led the elves directly to the half-bloods.Not only did they bring sufficient numbers, they also brought sufficient weapons—bows and arrows and knives and guns.

"This is—" Brian was shocked, and then lowered his eyebrows, "This is not a good signal."

Not far away, the half-bloods were flattered to see the appearance of the elves, a little apprehensive and at a loss.The elves are also cautious when dealing with these new neighbors who meet for the first time.The eyes of the two parties looking at each other were full of curiosity and surprise, without suspicion or malice.

"This is a good sign." Searle said, "The closed kingdom needs to absorb fresh blood, otherwise it will just stand still."

"You know that's not what I'm talking about." Brian looked at him. "These things could have been planned slowly, but you rushed to finish them all, as if we were running out of time."

time?Searle chewed on the word.

If time is regarded as a measurable finite length, who is walking on the scale, who will know when they will reach the end?

"Searle!"

At this moment, the chief guard shouted from behind.

"Your Majesty is awake!"