Chapter 687 The Secret of the Elves

In my mind, Achilles is the strongest man I have ever encountered. There is no one more powerful than him.

After listening to my questioning questions, the goblin leader smiled.

The smile was ugly, with a sense of ridicule, spreading from the corner of her mouth, like a wrinkled monkey: "Will Achilles be stronger than Taylor? This is the funniest question I have heard this year."

She told me that Achilles' strength has been roughly grasped through the feedback of other tribesmen hiding in the darkness of Airui City. If compared with the strength of legendary heroes, he may be stronger than most legendary heroes and belong to the top. A category of strength, but this does not mean that he has reached the strongest level.

As for Taylor, before he left her quietly, Taylor's strength had reached the limit of the adventurer's second turn.

"Adventurer Level 2? What is that?" I looked confused.

"It is a sign that an adventurer has truly entered the ranks of the top experts," the Elf Clan Leader said solemnly: "In the Zephyr Continent, throughout the ages, there are not even a thousand adventurers who have truly entered this level, and the vast majority of them are only Existing in the period of legendary heroes, now, in the Zephyr Continent, there are less than ten adventurers who have reached this level and are still alive."

"Tell the bastard some old stories?" Taylor staggered over with a glass of fruit wine in hand, sat down on the chair, and burped: "It's better to talk about other things, like the second round. Don’t talk about it anymore, it’s too early for this bastard.”

"It's a bit early, but he will eventually reach that level."

"Well, the premise is that the bastard doesn't seek death."

"There is an elf child in Moonlight City who is also very talented. Have you met her?"

"I've seen her before." Taylor took a sip of wine and said, "She's not bad either. As long as she doesn't get strangled, she is very likely to step into this realm in the future."

I was confused when I heard: "Old man, what exactly is the second round? I'm a little confused."

Taylor burped again: "You haven't even arrived, so there's no point in explaining. You'll know it later."

After eating fruit for a long time, it was already dark, and we had just passed through this magical light exit and left the hiding place of the goblins.

This trip was not in vain.

I ate all the fruit I could and drank a huge bucket of fruit wine, and got a lot of information. The most important information was two: in addition to transformation, there was something called 'Second Transformation', and Taylor's strength. He would actually be stronger than Achilles!

After quietly returning home, the group of people sat contentedly lying on the sofa and chatting. It wasn't that they didn't want to sleep, but they had no sleepiness at all. Those who really wanted to sleep, such as Lily, Lizzy and Loki, had already fallen asleep.

Lily and Lizzie fell asleep lying on Xiao Zhi's back, while Rocky fell asleep after entering the room.

Although Remi is younger than them all, surprisingly, she is a hundred times more energetic than all of us. She flies around my head in circles and performs some difficult moves.

Did she eat some wrong fruit?

Why do I feel like this is less like spirituality and more like excitement?

Taylor drank an unknown amount of fruit wine and his face was red. Although he was not asleep yet, he closed his eyes and dozed off from time to time.

The Phoenix girls chose a comfortable position and leaned on me to chat.

Being pillowed and leaned against by them, I felt like a winner in life.

Zach, Jackson, Billy, and Gordo sat around the dining table, quietly drinking the fruit wine that Taylor had collected.

Analita neither drank nor chatted, but kept eating the fruit she brought back.

Everyone is busy, busy sleeping, busy eating fruit, busy stealing wine, busy floating around above my head.

No one remembered Carter Scott and Achilles entering the northern woods.

Perhaps as Taylor said: What is going to happen will happen, and no one can stop it.

It can't be stopped anyway, so it's better to live each day well, and when it's time to face it, you will naturally find a way to face it.

Fighting monsters is just like answering questions in an exam. The more you encounter them, the more you will naturally become familiar with them.

All in all, I have been dealing with demonized bats for a long time. Now, even if I close my eyes and listen to the voices, I can still eliminate them one by one.

The premise is to fight alone.

If they come in groups, they will still be numb.

Girls and girls never seem to run out of things to talk about.

Phoenix, Cagalli, and the female elves who were there to spawn monsters had endless things to say and chatter about.

Only a few of our male compatriots were left, struggling to deal with the demonized bats.

Xiao Zhi continued to eat the broken remains of the demonized bat as usual.

Although I think that no matter how delicious the corpse of a demonized bat is, it will not be as delicious as roasted beef shank - I have personally tasted it, and it has no advantages over roasted beef hamstrings.

But Xiao Zhi still enjoyed eating.

Perhaps this is like someone who is used to eating Kenji and suddenly gives him a mutton steamed bun. The food is so delicious that he can't wait to give it a thumbs up and praise it as a 'delicious delicacy'.

Ordinary days passed quickly, and another week passed in the blink of an eye.

Princess Analita's treatment is coming to an end, and she has finally passed the most difficult moment, and Lilea has returned to the team again.

Taylor told me that it won't be long before the memory can be awakened, but the process may not be too short. After all, Princess Analita's damaged parts have not been treated for too long, and the memory can only be restored gradually.

I completely understand.

It takes less than a day to freeze three feet of ice, and it is not something you can do in a hurry.

Fatty is not made in one meal, and Billy was not made obese in a day or two.

Everything requires a step-by-step process.

That night, someone knocked on the door.

The door opened and it was Ren.

His face was a little pale and he looked very tired.

I pulled him in and poured him a large glass of water. He shook his head and pushed the glass away.

I gave him another large glass of wine, and he drank it all in one gulp. He coughed a few times, and his face turned a little red.

"So, it's not easy to be an assassin," Renn sighed.

"What's wrong?" I asked, "You look very bad."

"I haven't slept for six days," Ren said. "I still have to be mentally alert at all times. Right now, I feel like there is a fireball in my head that will explode at any time."

"Hey, don't scare me." I poured him another glass of wine and said, "Why don't you put yourself in danger and investigate slowly, and things will eventually come to an end."

"If you don't take risks, you won't be able to get valuable information," Ren said: "Assassins who can't get valuable information are not worthy of being assassins."

His stubbornness came back to him.

"While lurking in the elder's room these past few days, I obtained a very interesting piece of information," Ren said, "a secret belonging to the elves."