readytorunbook Chapter 333: Ivan Becomes a Weakling
Chapter 333: Ivan Becomes a Weakling
The danger of the Haze Forest is not just the stench.
Most of the western area of the entire Haze Forest is taken care of by druids, so the creatures in the woods can live in peace.
Unless the forest creatures are angered, even the most ferocious beasts will not actively attack intelligent creatures.
After all, those druids are not always kind to wild beasts.
In the east-central part is the territory of the moon elves - the former territory.
Before, the Elf Court would occasionally hire rangers like Lin Liya to eliminate dangerous creatures around.
And now, those elves themselves are dangerous creatures...
Of course, the nature of fallen elves is somewhat different from that of beasts.
The purpose of wild beasts attacking living creatures is to maintain their own survival, while fallen elves do it purely... for fun.
The pleasure gained from killing and destruction has been embedded in their brains, which have little function left.
Alvin followed the direction of Kong'er's finger and saw a fallen elf emerging from the dense forest.
A large chunk of this Fallen One's cheek was bitten off, leaving his white back teeth directly exposed to the air, looking particularly terrifying under the moonlight.
Without waiting for Kong'er to launch an attack, the [Entanglement Technique] in Ivan's hand had already shot towards the opponent.
When it comes to magic, Alvin's mind is filled with unhappiness.
I followed my cheap mother-in-law to the star realm, but ended up becoming a weakling after coming down.
Before absorbing Gruumsh's divine consciousness, Ivan was able to cast a hundred or so spells;
At that time, relying on a large number of [Charming Animals], they were able to resolve the crisis of an ice elemental riot.
But ever since he killed that foreign god, his spell supply seemed to have dried up.
Although Ivan's spell power is slowly recovering under the powerful subconscious influence of his calculation power, he will be finished if he throws a dozen fireballs now.
Therefore, Ivan had to start planning his operations carefully.
He went from firing hundreds of fireballs at the opponent upon meeting him to carefully throwing out control spells and then began to summon [Rubber Stick Spell].
At this time, Alvin was poking the fallen elf's head with two green, vibrating sticks.
There was more than one creature tied up in a tortoise shell binding by the green weeds summoned by Alvin.
A fallen elf being hit on the head by Ivan, a gray wolf that was out looking for food out of sheer hunger, and a random holler...
"Human~pervert!"
This poor wasteland orc endured an indescribable feeling transmitted from the weeds to his body. He looked at Ivan with gritted teeth, endless anger in his eyes.
“Oops—sorry, sorry!
The cooperation between the two of us is a little unfamiliar, a little unfamiliar..."
Alvin was a little flustered as he tried to make the fallen elf keep his legs together while comforting the wasteland orc who was acting shamefully.
"Untie me quickly!"
The man who was tied up tightly struggled desperately.
He had to struggle. A strange feeling was becoming stronger and stronger as the weeds bound him tightly.
I have been teased by this pervert several times and I cannot endure such humiliation again.
"This...I...it seems I don't know how to do it!"
Ivan, who finally broke the fallen elf's cervical spine with a short stick, spread his hands and looked at Kong Er helplessly.
"Don't move! The more you struggle, the more uncomfortable it will be. Lian has experienced this herself...
Why don't you take a rest here first...
I think it will be fine in two hours..."
Just as Kong'er was about to turn his palm and use the strength of his wrist to throw the platinum stick at Ivan, a white light suddenly lit up.
Immediately afterwards, the weeds and vines that were growing wildly just a moment ago suddenly disappeared without a trace.
The gray wolf was freed from the tortoise-shell restraints, howled twice, and fled into the depths of the jungle with lingering fear.
Kong Er clenched his weapon tightly and stared at the side with a nervous expression.
A figure wrapped in a black cloak appeared next to the fallen elf, squatting and checking something.
"Show your identity, adventurer!"
Although he seldom dealt with alien races, he was after all a disciple of the Wasteland Orc diplomat Broken Tooth. Kong Er took a guarded posture and pointed his weapon at the suddenly appearing creature.
A black cloak is usually a symbol of an evil spellcaster.
This made Kong Er extremely alert.
"what?"
The figure squatting on the ground made a surprised sound, then brushed off the blood and dirt on his hands and slowly stood up.
Alvin stood a little further away, looking at this uninvited guest who had touched his magic.
Because the whole body was covered in a cloak, Ivan could not determine the specific appearance of the creature;
But it certainly wouldn't be an adult human or elf.
Because most humans are over 1.6 meters tall; although moon elves are slightly shorter, they are at least around 1.5 meters tall - those like Lian who are not yet adults are not included.
This creature is only 1.4 meters tall at most...
Feeling the hostility coming from the humans and orcs, the black cloak made a harmless gesture, and then a soft female voice came from under the hood.
“Relax, outsider… I’m only chasing after the fallen creatures.
I'll take off my hood, don't worry -
Hey! Don't hold your weapon too close to my head, orc."
As the cover was removed, the 1.4-meter-tall dwarf revealed his true face.
This is a dark elf.
It was the first time for both Alvin and Kong'er to see the intelligent creatures in the story.
First of all, the skin color. Originally, Ivan, a useless young man from Blue Star, out of inertia of thinking, superficially believed that the skin color of dark elves was similar to the brown-black color of black people from Blue Star.
The kind that sparkles in the sun, and in the dark only the whites of the eyes and big teeth can be seen.
It was not until I actually saw the dark elves that I realized that this black was not really black, not even colorful black.
The skin color of the Dark Elves is some kind of dark purple.
The dark elf woman in front of me must have spent a lot of time taking care of her skin. It glowed under the moonlight and looked smooth and tender.
But the hair color was what surprised Alvin the most.
Pure white, like a white-haired witch, waist-length - no, it was at least hip-length hair like a waterfall, all falling down with the movement of the hood.
Under the bright moonlight, the white-haired loli, who was not much taller than Lian, looked at the two men, one with his mouth open and not speaking, and the other with his mouth open and drooling, with a cunning look.