Voice of Dragonland

PS: The return of Longyu, the future chapters may contain a lot of information. The seemingly stable days are completely broken, and the dense forest will face the most severe test. What happens next, please wait for the gardener to slowly break it down~~

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Selosta worked harder and harder to train herself, archery, knife skills, and fighting.Serophon had to admit that His Highness's progress was rapid, especially recently that he didn't need to ask anything.If there is anything this young fighter lacks, it is experience, not in this safe training room, but in the cruel battlefield, bathed in blood, and fighting hard to gain valuable experience.

It's just that he doesn't understand, what is the cruel and decisive emotion flashing in His Highness's eyes from time to time?Is it the desire to fight on the battlefield?Is it dissatisfaction with His Majesty's overprotection?Serofen didn't delve into it. The super-intensive training and inspection arrangements made it almost impossible for him to lie down and sleep for a while, and he had to find time to practice sword with the prince after he was busy every day. These tiny abnormalities were quickly forgotten by him.

The door of the training room was open, and the swords on the weapon rack had been replaced several batches due to gaps. The wear and tear of weapons in the past few months was more frequent than the sum of the previous years.Serofin hurried in, wearing a neat light gray blouse and suede wristbands decorated with simple patterns, looking like an ordinary soldier.

Obviously, he was too busy to take care of these details.

The students who used to find all kinds of excuses to be late waited for him in the training room early, but this strict punctual teacher was late.

"Sorry, Your Highness, I'm late..." Serofen saluted her heart.

"It's okay, it's not too long." Selosta closed the tome in her hand.The whole body of the book is pitch black, the cover seems to be made of sheepskin, the lines are a little dry, and the paper is also yellow and brittle.

"What are you looking at?" Serofin glanced curiously, then widened her eyes, her astonishment and disgust were beyond words, "Your Highness!"

"The Witch King of Angmar's "Necronomicon" is very interesting." Selosta put the book aside casually, "What weapon do you use today? Or barehanded?"

"Your Highness! This is not something interesting!" Serophon stared at the book angrily, like staring at a coiled poisonous snake.If it was just an ordinary elf who was idly reading in front of him, he would have been thrown to the ground with a sharp knife to his throat, "This is a vicious art that can corrupt people's hearts. Why do you want to read it? How did this book come to be?" appeared on your hand?"

"Don't make a fuss." Selosta said in a relaxed tone, "I found this in my father's study, maybe my father didn't notice that he has such a book."

"But..." Serophon was in a hurry to correct Selosta's thinking. He only needed to take a look at the sheepskin... who knows what kind of leather the black cover is made of, and he felt his hair stand on end. It was a rejection of the evil instinct. , is to cast aside this cursed creature.

"If the heart is pure and free from malice, you won't be afraid of evil." Theros glanced across the writing, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "If the heart is already muddy and filthy, then what difference does it make if you look at it or not?"

"I hope you stay away from these dark and corrupt works of evil spirits, and may Vera guide you to light and tranquility." Serofen stroked her heart, "Please be sure to give up such things."

"I will." Cylostat said kindly.

Serophon turned around and took the sword from the weapon rack, and handed it to Selosta, the sound of metal impact was heard, clear and powerful.The two put their energy on each other's moves, and for a while, the swords and swords were clanging.

The book that was left on the side suddenly spread open, and the pages turned, as if an invisible hand was flipping it page by page, faster and faster, the scorched paper made a slight rustling sound, and suddenly stopped, the pages stretched and obscured Underneath the incomprehensible words is a weird hand drawing, black lines simply depicting a lying man with his eyes closed.

Overcast clouds rolled over the dense forest, blocking the sun.A dense black shadow shrouded from afar, crossed the dense forest mountains, and stretched toward the depths of the dark dense forest.

On the throne, Thranduil gently opened his eyes, and a trace of haze flashed across his blue eyes.

In the Great Hall of the Elven King, Serofen knelt on one knee under the throne, reporting on the recent patrol situation.

Wang listened in silence, the dark red hem of the clothes meandered down the stairs, the amber light sprinkled a layer of warm gold on his body, the gemstone brooch on his chest was shining brightly under the reflection of the light, and his body was like a jade carving. The cheeks reflect each other, and it is difficult to compare which one is the priceless treasure.

The ugly guy stood silently behind him, like a shadow accompanied by dust.

"Your Majesty, this is the tenth time to eliminate..." Serofin whispered, "More and more spiders and snakes are spreading here from the northern mountains (Mirkwood Mountains), and the north of the dense forest is full of spiders and snakes." We tried our best to destroy the nests of giant pythons, but...they came from the north in an endless stream, and the number exceeded the sum of the previous eradication."

"Darkness is coming again..." Thranduil sighed, and the dangling lines between his brows were deep. "The dark clouds cover the whole of Middle-earth, and there is no so-called peaceful land anymore."

"Father." Cylosta's voice came from the door of the hall.Thranduil raised his eyes and looked forward along the winding corridor.

Selosta walked towards him lightly, "We should do a large-scale extermination."

"Oh?" Thranduil showed a gentle smile, "I would like to hear more about it."

"Call together a column of warriors, starting from the northern mountain range and ending at the fir forest, clear any monsters encountered immediately, don't let a lair go, and build a fence outside the fir forest..." Selosta stopped in front of the throne, talking eloquently.

"Fence?" Serophon was dumbfounded, "Your Highness, not to mention whether the fence will hinder spiders and snakes, but the time-consuming and labor-intensive idea of ​​enclosing the Lengshan Forest with a fence..."

"Teacher, please listen to me." Selosta nodded to Serophon, with a humble and calm posture, "Wrapped the dead bodies of spiders and snakes on the fence, and then built a trap behind the fence to break in The number of monsters will be greatly reduced."

"Trap?" Thranduil turned his face slightly, "Tell me your idea."

"You can dig a deep pit and place sticky spears (spears with stickiness and barbs, once the prey is caught, it is difficult to escape.) Placed in the pit. Then use ancient vines to weave as a cover, and insert sharp spears into the gaps Spear. Once the prey falls in, the cover quickly depresses, and as long as the cover is large enough and surrounded by weights, it is difficult for even giant spiders to escape."

Thranduil was silent.

"Your Highness, the corpses of monsters cannot be used to intimidate. On the contrary, they will be attracted by the smell of the blood of their companions, and they will gather in one place to wreak havoc. There are also traps. According to your method, how many people will the dense forest have to spare to set up traps? Prevent monsters from invading? The monsters that sneak in from the dark places are not little rabbits and deer. They are intelligent and able to communicate. Is your playful idea too childish?" Serofen's eyes widened, His Royal Highness said There are so many bad ideas that I don't know where to start. As the prince's teacher, he is extremely ashamed of his lax teaching.

"What if you could add magic to the corpse?" Cylosta turned her eyes to Serophin.

"If you're talking about the necromantic language you've read recently, please forget about those messy things, that's not the domain of elves!" Serofen jumped up as if scalded by coal fire, her cheeks swollen It was red, if it wasn't in front of the king, he would have grabbed the prince by the collar and reprimanded this little brat whose mind was full of crooked ways.

"You didn't mention this to me." Thranduil frowned slightly, looking at Selosta with heavy eyes.

"I didn't learn those witchcraft, but I found some alchemy in it to resist the invasion of darkness. If the king doesn't like it, I don't want to read it." Selosta looked at the king and smiled, "But , Is the trap a child's play..." Selosta took out a handful of dark things from the arrow basket behind her and threw it at her feet, "the teacher can confirm for himself."

Serofen's cheeks were still flushed with anger, and now she looked closely, and those dark crescent-shaped things turned out to be the fangs of giant spiders. "this……"

"I put raw meat in the trap as bait." Selosta didn't show any complacency, but just lowered her head, "When the number of monsters in the trap reaches a certain level, the vines under the pit break and the cover falls, these are my The spoils of war." Thranduil glanced roughly, there were at least ten pairs of fangs, "This is a bold idea, and I have also seen its power, but Cylostar, we have no way to gather people to arrange it for you right now. These traps."

"I know." Selosta bowed her head, "I won't ask for more manpower to do this, I can lead my subordinates to complete about fifty traps, and do an appropriate-scale extermination."

Serophon gasped slightly. The people Serosta said were the hundreds of guards that His Majesty specially assigned to the prince, and this team was incorporated into the army by him half a month ago and was participating in unified training.A few days ago, His Highness asked him to return the guards, but he flatly refused.At this moment, it seems that it is false that His Highness built the trap, and it is true that he has to return to the guards.Serofen resisted the urge to roll her eyes, and couldn't help but sigh for His Highness's childish temper.The great battle is approaching, instead of helping His Majesty share his worries, His Royal Highness wants to lead troops to make trouble...

"Alright, if you can lead your subordinates to take over the patrolling of the dense forest, Serophon can save time to prepare for the army's training." Thranduil nodded, "If you are ready, then it will be as you wish."

Selosta beamed.

Serofen was dejected, and wrote the words "Nu Qi Bu Jing" clearly on his face.

"Ugly guy, you go with His Highness." Wang turned his face slightly.

"Yes, mylord." The ugly guy's voice sounded dull.

Selosta raised her face, smiling unabated, her eyes fell in the shadow behind the throne, and the ugly guy stepped forward to meet the prince's eyes.To his surprise, there was no hostility in the prince's eyes, even gentle enough to be almost friendly.

"It's not too late, ugly guy, we'll set off in the afternoon, and I'll wait for you in the open space in front of the hall." Selosta said lightly.

"Yes, Your Highness." The ugly guy bowed.

A team of more than a hundred people marched in the forest, the sound of horseshoes was hurried and loud, and young faces passed by the green forest.Selosta smiled excitedly. The dense forest was heading north, passing through the old forest road, and in the distance one could see the scattered hills surrounded by fir bushes.The closer you get, the more you can see the white spider webs on the fir trees and the fleeting giant figures in the forest.

"A group of ten people, scattered and exterminated, special circumstances contacted by the sound of a conch horn, ugly guy, come with me!" Selosta turned over and jumped off the horseback, and jumped into the fir bushes with a vigorous figure.

The ugly guy followed closely.

The fir trees here are straight and tall, the treetops go straight to the clouds, and there are many old trees that need three or five people to embrace.A little deeper, it is dark and obscure, with overlapping branches and leaves covering the sky and sun, and dense cobwebs like fog and curtains, like a sickly jungle with black witchcraft.Selostar, who was jumping between the branches, had to land and walk.

The firs are dense, the cobwebs are entwined, and the path covered by fallen leaves is dark and deep.Unlike the dense forest, it is too quiet here, except for the occasional passing wind that gently shakes the branches, not even the slightest sound of insects can be heard.Selosta slashed open the thick spider web blocking the way in front of him with a knife, and the heavy object suspended in the spider web fell down. Judging from the shape, it looked like a calf...

There were rustling sounds.From time to time, a huge black shadow flitted overhead, casting the shadow of death on the originally gloomy jungle.

"If you expect these monsters to kill me, you may be disappointed." The ugly guy drew out his sword and said coldly.

"No, I don't mean that." Selosta shook her head, "Since we're here, we must do something practical before going back, right?"

"Dig a pit with you as a trap?" The ugly guy grinned, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

"Yes!" Selosta suddenly drew out the long knife, turned around, and the blade drew a round of silver light, which fell into the mouth of the huge spider behind him. Before the dark green stench juice sprayed out, Selosta jumped out , with his back pressed against the side of the ugly guy, "Hey, don't just stand there!"

"The swordsmanship has improved a lot." The ugly guy grabbed Selosta's back, lifted him up with his wrist, and quickly jumped up to climb the treetop. The two stood firmly on the treetop and looked down.Several clusters of wrist-thin spider silk hit the place where they had stood, penetrating the surface and plunging deep into the soil.A huge spider appeared from behind the tree, nimbly swam around the heavy object that fell on the ground, and wrapped it in silk again.The black-gray body looks huge and clumsy, but it moves surprisingly fast. It raises its head full of compound eyes, opens and closes the beetles in its mouth, and stares firmly at the two elves on the tree, hissing from time to time tweet.The surrounding air trembled slightly, and more and more small and broken sounds were approaching here.The ugly guy glanced lightly, then set his eyes on Selosta, who was eager to try, "Are you here for actual combat training?"

"Probably." Selosta swung his sword and sliced ​​off half of the spider's bag that was rushing towards him. Countless ugly guys were reflected in a pile of compound eyes, and then rolled and fell.The huge body still rushed forward, fell down the treetops, and hit the ground heavily.

"Then you have to be careful." The ugly guy's voice was still noisy and harsh, "Maybe I will focus on killing spiders and neglect you for a while."

"I'll give you back what you said: If you expect these monsters to kill me, you may be disappointed." Selosta said slowly, jumped up, and grabbed a vine thick and thin Spider silk, follow it to jump to the next tree.

There was a loud rustling sound, and countless spiders rushed from all directions, and the blackness was like a fluctuating tide, and the pressed branches made harsh creaking sounds, from far to near, one after another.

The ugly guy was startled. He grew up in a dense forest, but he had never seen such a large number of spiders.

"Your Highness!" He came back to his senses, and looked in the direction where Selostar disappeared.

Selosta jumped up and down with the help of the spider's silk flexibly, killing all the way, raising the knife in his hand, stabbing and chopping, the spider stumps splashed, the dark green juice sprayed, and the sound of the heavy body falling to the ground could be heard endlessly.

The ugly guy was surprised again. In just a few months, this delicate child can make such rapid progress.

Not allowing him to continue to be dazed, more spiders surrounded him, and from time to time, sticky spider silk sprayed on the branches around him.The ugly guy raised the sharp sword in his hand and drew a silver semicircle in the air, half-surrounding the gathered spiders slightly, leaving a neat circle of forelimbs and a half-drawn head...

The spiders following behind squeezed forward without a pause, and countless spider webs sprayed out at the same time, densely packed, and there was no way to avoid it.The ugly guy jumped up, grabbed a spider thread, slid down, and fell into the crowd of spiders, like a drop of brown water falling into the black sea.After a second of silence, the sea water boiled, dark green waves stirred and splashed everywhere, the sound of spiders screaming everywhere, and the sound of "click" similar to cutting sugar cane was heard endlessly.

Selosta looked at the middle of the tide, but didn't see the ugly guy.He turned his head and focused on the half-standing spider in front of him. A cold light flashed across the long knife in his hand, and he slashed down with a strong wind. Then, split in half.The fight didn't stop until it was dark.

The guards moved closer to Cylosta.The fir groves were strewn with spider carcasses, and the stench was unbearable.

The prince counted the number of people, led the guards to leave the mountains, and retreated to the edge of the dense forest to set up camp.