1474 Communication

Recovering the desert in the dim light, the sound of the breeze passing through the sand dunes is like the sobbing of sobs, which makes people feel sad after listening for a long time.

Especially facing such a beautiful phantom butterfly that has no attack ability but has been imprisoned for a long time like an elf. ,

Even if it is a creature in the underworld, it is really too beautiful...

Raymond couldn't help but be distracted when thinking like this, but the phantom butterfly sitting opposite him coughed lightly and made appropriate reminders, which made him come back to his senses.

It took a whole day to translate the language used by the phantom butterfly through the analysis of the chip, so that Raymond could understand everything it said.

This phantom butterfly named 'Jima' has been robbed here for several years according to the time of the underworld. Because of its beautiful dance and clear singing voice, it has become a prisoner of the sand ghost entrenched in this desert, and its hunting tool.

Jima, who lived in the village of his tribe, wanted to row a boat across the river alone, but was hijacked on the way back to the village after fulfilling his wish, and was eventually imprisoned by the Sand Ghost entrenched in the desert.

"I fell into a coma after being caught. Although I survived in the end, I lost my freedom. I had to attract those prey here according to the requirements of the Sand Ghost to become the food of the Sand Ghost..."

The Phantom Butterfly, who was a little confused, finally cried out when telling the reason for its appearance here after Raymond used its language to communicate. The colorful wings wrapped around its body trembled slightly. It made it look even more pitiful.

After listening to Jima's description of his village, Raymond waited until he calmed down a little before continuing to ask. "How big is the village of the Phantom Butterfly? Why did the Sand Ghost attack when it was far away from the village?"

Perhaps because he felt that the person in front of him had no ill intentions, Jima looked confused when he heard this question. He thought about it and said. "Because I was still young, I was ambushed and captured by the Sand Ghost. If it dared to enter the village, the tribesmen would immediately seal it! Only those particularly powerful ghosts would harm us, otherwise no one would dare to enter our village..."

After saying this, Jima saw that Raymond was still puzzled, but knowing that Raymond was not a creature from the Netherworld, Jima suddenly began to introduce the situation of the Phantom Butterfly tribe in detail.

It turned out that they were not the wandering creatures claimed by the Siren tribe. They were gregarious creatures from the Netherworld.

A large village would have hundreds of Phantom Butterflies, and a small tribe must have more than 30 to ensure the safety of its tribe.

But the Phantom Butterflies really have no means of attack. The shock wave they have, which is similar to the sound wave system, is already their most powerful attack when they are young.

"The talents of the older tribesmen can prevent our village from being captured, and those who dare to intrude will be confused by the phantom sound and lose their ability to resist. So as long as the village is not attacked by extremely powerful vengeful spirits, there is generally no problem with safety..."

The phantom butterflies, which have bodies similar to those of ordinary carbon-based creatures, survive by absorbing the dark energy of the underworld, but the flowers blooming from the plants in the underworld they cultivate are their real source of food.

The highly toxic phosphorus powder on the wings of the adult members of the phantom butterfly tribe is due to the precipitation of toxins contained in the various flowers they have eaten for a long time, which also makes their defense ability exceptionally outstanding, and they are qualified to leave the village.

"Every phantom butterfly needs to travel after adulthood, and can only return after collecting toxic plants that have not been cultivated by the tribe. So the situation you mentioned before is due to this..."

As for the behavior of the phantom butterflies mentioned by Raymond that they would wander around in the underworld. Jima laughed out loud when explaining.

This crisp and pleasant laughter, like a spring, is refreshing and refreshing.

Raymond, who was sitting cross-legged in front of him, understood a lot of things at this time.

The vastness of the Netherworld may exceed his original expectations.

Although the individual members of the Phantom Butterfly Clan do not have much attack ability, their talents allow them to live relatively freely in the Netherworld, and the various Netherworld plants containing toxicity they cultivate have also become important resources needed by some Netherworld forces, thus providing them with appropriate protection.

The only difference from the previous guess is that there are also forces in the Netherworld.

Netherworld creatures such as ghosts and spirits gather to form their own territory. Generally speaking, only those who are expelled and have too much evil thoughts will be in a state of wandering around.

Wraiths, evil spirits and other creatures with evil thoughts are ruled by the most powerful wraiths. They are mortal enemies with ghost creatures. They are naturally hostile to each other and regard each other as food.

However, the regional creatures of the netherworld, such as the Sand Wraith and the Dead Vine, do not have a certain organization. They wander and hunt in the areas they occupy, just like the lower-level spirits.

The awakened dead, the spell weavers, and the mottled corrupted ones that Raymond learned from the old dean Shura are extremely powerful outsiders, and generally no one is willing to provoke them.

However, in Jima's narration, Raymond noticed that the classification of creatures in the netherworld was extremely confusing.

They are all souls, but they can be classified as ghost creatures, or regarded as a kind of vengeful spirits, or even regarded as a separate group.

Unfortunately, Jima knew very little, and had no way to answer many of Raymond's questions. In the end, he pushed everything onto the tribesmen who taught him, so that Raymond could not continue to ask questions.

Of course, the most surprising thing for Raymond was that the source of the river next to the village where Jima lived was said to have a soul-sacrificing fruit tree.

Jima, who saw that Raymond was a little excited, immediately added. "The soul-sacrificing fruit is absolutely not allowed to be picked! Anyone who picks the soul-sacrificing fruit will be hunted down by the creatures in the netherworld guarding the soul-sacrificing fruit tree, and it may even lead to the appearance of some major forces, leading to the outbreak of serious conflicts!"

Raymond was a little curious because he did not expect Jima's reaction to be so strong. "Do you know the situation of the soul sacrifice fruit?"

"Yes, the soul sacrifice fruit will only fall naturally when it is ripe. Any premature picking will damage the soul sacrifice fruit tree itself, and it will take a long time for it to bloom and bear fruit again!"

"Why is it so?"

"This... I don't know..."

When Jima said this, his eyes turned, but he suddenly jumped up. "You sent me back to the village of the tribe. Only the elders of the tribe know these problems!"

With curved eyebrows and beautiful face, Jima, who put on a begging look, was actually beautiful.

But Raymond, who turned his eyes away immediately, was somewhat helpless and laughed and cried.

Although the phantom butterfly named Jima in front of him has a girl's body and physical signs, the information of the Siren tribe shows that the phantom butterfly itself has no gender distinction at all.

And its characteristics as a creature of the underworld also caused them to be treated as beauties, but any excessive contact would lead to the loss of vitality, which is definitely a shortcut to death!

But although Raymond knew the purpose of Jima's suggestion, it was difficult to refuse.

Because it would take a long time to find the location of the soul-sacrificing fruit tree just by searching everywhere, and with the help of this phantom butterfly tribe, it would be possible to find the soul-sacrificing fruit tree at the source of the river as quickly as possible.

Therefore, after Raymond calmed down, he looked at Jima again and said. "Where is your village located? How long does it take to get there from here?"

Jima, who was already anxiously waiting for the result, was overjoyed immediately, but when he looked around, he lowered his head, twisted his fingers in front of him, and said with some frustration. "I, I don't know where the village is..."

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