035 Balrog and Fire
Elvis looked at the wisp of green smoke, and the movements of his hands paused slightly. Although the smell was faint, he seemed to smell the Balrog's smell.
"Hey, don't stop!" Gu Mengmeng finally saw the light of hope, and the moment Elvis stopped, the cigarette was blown away by the breeze.
Elvis looked at Gu Mengmeng's anxious look, although he hesitated in his heart, he continued to rub.
Sure enough, after a while, a small flame sprang up.
Gu Mengmeng was ecstatic, she couldn't see her eyes when she smiled. Hastily grabbed a handful of dead leaves and piled them next to the small flame, so that the fire could burn more vigorously. Just when the victory was about to come, Gu Mengmeng lightened her waist, and Elvis picked her up by the waist, and jumped off the platform of punishment in twos and twos. He stared at the small flame with a frown, his face full of defense.
Not only Elvis, but all the males around him looked like they were facing a formidable enemy, and the atmosphere became tense in an instant.
"What... what's wrong?" Gu Mengmeng asked blankly.
"The Balrog is very dangerous and will often devour the entire tribe." Elvis' expression was solemn, like a general ready to go to battle at any time.
"The Balrog?" Gu Mengmeng repeated Elvis' words suspiciously, looking around with her big eyes flickering, looking for the seemingly terrifying monster that would devour the tribe at any time.
Elvis tapped Gu Mengmeng's little head with his hand, then pointed to the burning leaves on the God's Punishment Altar with his chin.
Gu Mengmeng pointed suspiciously at the small pile of small flames that could be extinguished at any time and asked: "The Balrog you are talking about, which one is it?"
"En." Elvis nodded cautiously.
Gu Mengmeng watched it for a long time, until he found that even Barrett and Quint, who were kneeling motionless on the altar of punishment, had a generous face of going to death, and then he was sure that Elvis was not joking.
What the hell, the generation gap of the times is as wide as the Pacific Ocean!
Gu Mengmeng twitched twice, wanting to jump out of Elvis' arms. But Elvis believed that the Balrog was an extremely dangerous thing, so no matter what he refused to relax, the more Gu Mengmeng struggled, Elvis locked her tighter.
Gu Mengmeng struggled in vain, seeing that the little flame that had finally risen was about to be extinguished, so she could only hold Elvis' face with both hands, and forced his eyes to turn to her from the small flame, trying her best to make herself look cute. Xin, with the firmest expression she could express, said: "That is not a Balrog, it is fire. As long as it is used properly, it can benefit the entire tribe."
"Fire?" Elvis' brows were still furrowed. He really wanted to believe what Gu Mengmeng said, but he had witnessed the Balrog swallowing up a beast city overnight. Turned into ashes, the orcs who managed to escape were all fearful, and they will never forget the red light and cruel scorching that filled the sky.
Wild animals are naturally afraid of fire, Gu Mengmeng knows this. But now if he slowly spreads the usefulness and efficacy of fire to Elvis, it is estimated that the small flame that has finally risen will be completely extinguished.
Ah, Gu Mengmeng is so hungry.
If the fire goes out, when will she be able to eat roasted rabbit?
Balrog...
Divine Punishment Platform...
beast god...
A flash of inspiration flashed in Gu Mengmeng's mind, and she whispered into Elvis' ear pretending to be mysterious: "The Balrog and the fire seem very similar, but they are different in essence. The Balrog punishes the evil of the world, And the fire of hope rewards the goodness of the world. It is the light and warmth that the beast god bestows on everyone, if you confuse it with the Balrog, the beast god will definitely be angry."