Chapter 954

"If you can't do it well, do it repeatedly...until you succeed! The loser deserves to suffer, understand?"

The village chief Batty yelled loudly at the wood elf who was holding a magic crystal in front of him and was practicing casting spells. Just after finishing speaking, a wood elf standing nearby failed to cast a spell because of lack of concentration. This scene was seen by Batty, and he Without saying a word, he stepped forward and kicked.

"Boom!"

The thin wood elf was kicked in the chest, fell back on the spot, fell to the ground and didn't get up for a long time.

"I've taught you so many times and still can't learn. Do you have a brain!?"

The village head of Batty had an extremely ferocious expression. He stood in front of the lying wood elf, bent down and poked his chest with his fingers: "If I see you fail again, then wait for your head to be blown off by the magic crystal. Listen!" Do you understand?"

"Understood, understood."

The wood elf who was kicked down was abnormally thin. He is only seventeen years old this year, because the supplies are not abundant, and the long-term food shortage has made his figure as thin as a bamboo pole. But the village chief Batty was not polite to his insults and threats.

After standing up again, the thin elf resisted the fear in his heart, held the magic crystal, and started casting spells step by step according to the steps Batty taught before—he gritted his teeth and finally endured the energy's impact on his body. The eroding pain released a ray of light...

Amidst the explosion, Batty nodded and continued to inspect.

The atmosphere of the village has changed rapidly in the past month. Compared with humans, the wood elves are obviously more conservative and peaceful. "Good temper" is not an exception but the norm. But at this time the village was full of shouting and cursing. Not only the village chief Batty, but also the wood elves who came here to "study" from other villages also began to become hostile.

After each practice session, wood elves from different villages often fight in order to have an extra mouthful of broth. At this time, they didn't have magic crystals in their hands, so they couldn't cast any spells, and could only rely on their fists to decide the outcome.

At first it was pushing and shoving, then it escalated into yelling and hitting each other, and now, before every meal, they have to try their best to knock each other down to the ground before giving up...

During the gaps between spell training, quarrels became commonplace, and occasionally escalated into group fights. But Batty didn't have too many obstacles to this, but had a hint of encouragement instead.

In his words, facing the most ferocious enemy, only one's own strength is the most reliable. And the will to fight can never be given by others.

"Courage is your confidence in your own strength!"

"yes!"

After the lecture, the disbanded people slowly left the open space, while Batty, who was standing there, took a deep breath—the elemental power emanating from the magic crystal made him feel intoxicated. When he opened his eyes, the colors of the world seemed to be All have changed.

He stroked the green crystal in his palm, and walked to his tree house.

At this time, this place is no longer a simple residence. In front of the tree house, there is a simple thatched shed that he specially built with tree trunks. This is actually his "laboratory". Although it is very different from Elson's laboratory, this does not prevent Batty from being happy with his results.

The books brought back from the ruins were placed here one by one, there were too many things left there, and only the most important part was moved here. These days, he has been sending people to watch the ruins, and all the teams that have found and entered have been attacked and destroyed without exception.

This fact made him understand more and more how powerful the power he came into contact with was.

At this time, Batty opened one of the books and continued to make the magic circle according to the pattern drawn on it. There are no special tools here, and it can even be said that the rudimentary one is not as good as a blacksmith's shop, but Batty himself has never seen those things—all his knowledge of the power in front of him comes from these books and notes.

Because of this, Batty has this kind of persistence and self-confidence that ordinary people cannot understand. The magic circle drawn by Batty at this moment is very powerful. If something goes wrong after the magic crystal is inlaid, the consequences will definitely blow him and the wooden house to the sky.

However, Batty, who was born in "Yeluzi", is not a fool. He knows that his control and understanding of the magic circle is still not in place, so it is just a simple painting, but has never been inlaid with any magic crystals.

"One day...when I get enough resources..."

The control of most of the Wood Elf villages has given Village Chief Batty an ambition he had never had before. With those thoughts in his mind, he kept repeating the drawing of the array in his hand, and every time he re-drawn, the accuracy would increase by one point, but he was not satisfied with this, and checked the complicated array in the book over and over again. The picture, looking for flaws - Batty himself does not understand the effect of the drawing order of the magic circle and the depth of the drawing on the picture, but this does not hinder the persistent thought in his heart.

When the wood elves on the other side of the field fought again, a wood elf wearing a leather jacket suddenly came to Batty's side and whispered: "Frank said that Brody went back halfway..."

"These cowards."

Batty narrowed his eyes: "But sooner or later, we will let those fallen people know what they did wrong."

*****

"Your fruit is not bad."

"Of course, there are not many poligos that can be eaten in this weather, Master Lando, you can try one!"

"It's not appropriate..."

"What's inappropriate, take it, take it!"

After receiving a blue fruit from the vendor, the wood elf Lando continued to walk forward. The temperature was already below zero, but the fruit was not frozen hard. He "clicked" a bite, the sweet and sour taste mixed with the crispy texture made him squint his eyes comfortably.

In the past, at this season, not to mention fruits, even vegetables were not eaten. Compared with the winters of the past twenty years, the current day is simply unimaginable.

Just as he was looking for an excuse to go to the next booth to deduct some benefits, he suddenly fixed his eyes and walked over a few steps faster: "Nata?! Are you okay?"

Nata in front of her was not wearing the previous fur, but a plain leather armor similar to the one she had when she left the village two years ago. To keep warm, a thick cloak was worn outside. This made her lose the alienated temperament she had before, and Lando felt a little anxious in his heart: "I heard that you were seriously injured, how are you doing now?"

"fine."

Nata was still expressionless, and she immediately changed the subject: "Is the village chief Brody here?"

"Here, you go to find him? I'll accompany you there!"

Lando was very attentive, and took out another small wild fruit from his pocket: "It's fresh, try it!"

"I won't eat, thank you."

Nata waved her hand to refuse, and then said, "I didn't look for it."

She immediately looked behind her, and Lando's eyes followed curiously, and then his expression froze immediately. He wanted to say something, but he quickly shut up because of Rody's "silence" gesture.

"Long time no see, Lando."

Rody greeted him politely. As the actual "leader" of the Karen Kingdom, he didn't wear any fancy clothes. Like Nata, he was wearing leather armor covered by a cloak. If there were any differences in details That is, his leather boots were not as muddy as other mercenaries or vendors, and they were as clean as if they had just been bought.

Lando seemed to be choked by the throat for a moment. Compared with two years ago, Rody's appearance has not changed much. However, his peaceful gaze and posture brought enormous pressure to people because of his current status—thinking that the entire kingdom was almost dominated by the person in front of him, Lando couldn't help but feel weak in his legs...

The original wood elves would not do this, but after being in contact with humans for a long time, the suppression brought about by the class gap has begun to affect Lando's thinking. Therefore, his gesture of bending over to say hello at this moment seems a bit exaggerated: "Master... Hello, sir, if you want to find the village chief, I will guide you!"

"sorry to bother you."

Rody signaled him to go ahead, Lando couldn't help but glanced at Nata again, only to realize that the latter didn't pay attention to him at all, but was talking to a stunning beauty behind him. It wasn't until this moment that Lando realized that Rody wasn't the only one following Nata, and there were five people behind.