Chapter 737: Chapter 572: Do You Think It’s Frightening? (Part 2)
The adventurer said excitedly.
Then, he lowered his voice and said,
“Sir, you don’t know… The reason these elves seed to appear overnight is that they don’t belong to our world at all!”
“Not belong to our world?”
The tall warrior squinted his eyes.
“Exactly!”
The adventurer nodded and continued,
“Sir, I found this out by gathering information from various channels and piecing together the truth from eavesdropped conversations. It’s exclusive…”
After speaking, he looked around again and then winked at the warrior.
The warrior understood and signaled to the beastman behind him.
The beastman snorted coldly and tossed another gold coin to the adventurer.
The adventurer was overjoyed and quickly accepted it, saying flatteringly,
“Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir! You are truly generous! Then I’ll tell you everything I know!”
He then lowered his voice again,
“Sir, I learned from the Underworld that the Elf Forest actually has a hidden half-plane! A half-plane inhabited by many people!”
“Half-plane?”
The warrior was slightly taken aback but then seed to rember sothing and there was a hint of understanding in his expression.
However, the change in expression was so natural that it seed a bit strange instead.
“And then? What does this have to do with the elves?”
He asked.
“A lot!”
The adventurer slapped his thigh.
He cleared his throat and continued,
“These humans… are reportedly not ordinary humans. They have elf blood! The elves in the Elf Forest are, in fact, transford humans!”
“Hehe, sir, you might find this hard to imagine, but it’s true! Because the Goddess of Life possesses a powerful Divine Artifact known as the Life Scepter!”
“Legend has it that the Life Scepter can create life and purify bloodlines! These elves are actually their bloodlines purified by the Life Scepter!”
“Because these elves were once human, their personalities are different from other elves!”
“Moreover… it’s said that the Goddess of Life is on good terms with the Death God, hence… these elves even possess abilities akin to the undead!”
“Isn’t that terrifying?”
The adventurer was excited.
And the warrior, upon hearing this, seed sowhat surprised. He said with a ambiguous smile,
“These things… they must be quite secretive, right? How do you know?”
“That’s why it’s exclusive! I risked my life to collate information from various places to discover the truth!”
The adventurer said proudly.
Hearing this, the warrior snickered and finally shook his head,
“Mr. Adventurer, your exclusive secrets are actually the fifth ti I’ve heard them today from different people’s mouths.”
The adventurer’s smile froze on his face.
The warrior waved his hand, and the beastman behind him snorted coldly,
“Scram!”
Startled by the beastman, the adventurer’s expression changed and he quickly slunk away.
Only the tall warrior remained, shaking his head repeatedly.
He walked to the dock, looking at the lush forest across the river with a calm gaze.
Upon seeing him and the beastman behind him, several well-dressed rchants’ eyes lit up.
They accompanied their smiles, fawningly crowding around him, enthusiastically saying,
“Sir, would you like a map of the northern area of the Elf Forest? It was drawn by an adventurer from our guild who barely escaped with his life and includes several detailed entrances to the World Tree Divine Country!”
“Sir, don’t listen to his nonsense! The entrances to the World Tree Divine Country are ever-changing and there’s no fixed path, but our guild has magical tools capable of detecting spatial energies, only five hundred gold coins, guaranteed to accurately locate the entrance to the Divine Country!”
“Sir! I have magic scrolls specifically to counter evil elves! Only 300 gold coins and no elf can co near you!”
“Sir, sir…”
The rchants surrounded the tall warrior with great enthusiasm.
As rchants, they had a keen eye for opportunity.
Although the warrior was low-key, they recognized the exceptional material quality of his equipnt.
Not only that, but having a powerful beastman follower indicated his significant background.
Beastman followers aren’t easily commanded, especially this beastman follower who exuded a strong aura, possibly reaching the Golden Rank.
Having such a formidable follower marked this warrior as a potential wealthy patron by anyone with any sense.
As long as they catered to his interests, they could definitely make a great profit!
*But how to cater to his interests?*
*What other reason could there be for coming to Colin Castle at this ti if not for the fragnted Divine Country that fell into the forest across the river?*
rchants diligently introduced their goods, but the calm warrior remained unmoved.
As the hawkers grew more enthusiastic, he even furrowed his brow in annoyance.
“Hmph, disgusting goblin-like scoundrels, scram!”
Noticing the slight change in the warrior’s expression, the beastman follower next to him roared, cursing at the rchants.
At the sa ti, he released his aura and drew a large red axe from his waist, slamming it into the ground.
The powerful pressure released caused not only the rchants but also the nearby adventurers to change their expressions.
“The Red Battle Axe… it’s the Mad Beastman, Hercules!”
Soone in the crowd let out an exclamation.
Mad Beastman Hercules?
Hearing this na, everyone’s expressions turned to disbelief, tinged with a layer of reverence…
Hercules…
He was one of the legendary experts of the Beastman Alliance!
Then, they all scattered and left.
Soon, the area around them was deserted.
No rchant or adventurer dared to linger nearby…
Seeing the now quiet dock, the tall warrior looked helpless.
He sighed and said,
“Hercules, after all these years, you’re still so irritable.”
The beastman called Hercules shook his head slightly,
“These foolish mortals were too noisy, disturbing your interest, Lord Atos.”
“Is that so? Actually, I find watching them haggle quite amusing, reminding of a distant past…”
The tall warrior chuckled and said indifferently.
*Yet in his words, he didn’t ntion the impatience that briefly flashed across his face when the rchants surrounded him.*
After a mont of silence, the tall warrior spoke to himself,
“Half-plane… humans… purifying bloodlines… Is that why the elves grew so quickly?”
“But why do I feel sothing is off?”
He shook his head again and said,
“It’s a sha… these elves are personally protected by the Goddess of Life, otherwise we could capture one to extract their secrets.”
“No wonder the True God asked to inspect carefully. This Goddess of Life… seems quite mysterious!”
After speaking, the tall warrior looked at the beastman again,
“By the way, Hercules, how is it at the Death Desert?”
Upon hearing the warrior’s question, the beastman’s expression looked distressed,
“Not well. I’ve already sent followers to gather faith, but the effects are poor… Many Half-Beasts are even hostile towards our lord’s missionaries…”
“Hostile, huh…”
The warrior paused, then sighed,
“Understandable, considering it was you who drove them out back then.”
Hercules fell silent.
Seeing the beastman’s silence, the tall warrior patted his shoulder,
“Alright, stop dwelling on it, let’s go et with the Goddess of Life first. It’s been ages since we’ve descended to the Segis World, I’ve already delayed too long this ti.”
The beastman beca serious,
“Yes, Lord Atos! Do you need a ship arranged? It can take us directly to the heart of the Elf Forest, um… seems like the elves have built a port there, nad Gray Port.”
“No need.”
The warrior shook his head.
“It’s not necessary to make it that complicated, we’ll just go to the nearest Elf City, as long as there’s a temple.”
“Winter City will do, I’m also curious to see this city that was built in just two months.”
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