Chapter 170 Spore Society and Dusk Elves

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The appearance of the dusk elves is far from human fantasies about the elves.

They have long and thin torsos and limbs, pointed ears, dark green hair like seaweed, and big and bright eyes.

Because I am really too thin.

Matthew even suspected that the nutrients in their bodies had been absorbed by the mushrooms.

Their skin color is darker, but unlike the pitch black of the drow, the skin of the dusk elves is a relatively healthy wheat color.

"Thanks, but we're not hungry yet."

Faced with the elf's hospitality, the two Matthews took the mushrooms, but did not eat them immediately.

The other party said happily:

"It doesn't matter, you can eat anytime you're hungry!"

"This is a mushroom grown with my blood and spirit. It has high nutritional value. One bite can satisfy you for a day."

"On the Eternal Island, if anything happens, just call Dudley."

With that said, the elf named Dudley stepped aside at Crait's signal.

The three of them continued walking towards the center of the island.

Along the way, Matthew saw neat and tall tree houses, with various mushrooms and other types of fungi growing under the eaves.

The center of the tree house is an extremely open space.

The clearing is covered with a thick layer of soft sand.

It seems like no one lives around here.

According to Crater, his lair was built on the cliff on the northwest side of the island. Because his body was so big, the cliff was almost hollowed out.

As for the natives of Timeless Island.

Currently there are only three creatures: dusk elves, earth spirits, and sea monsters.

Among them, the hardworking and capable dusk elves account for the majority.

Every dusk elf is a natural druid, and they are tightly united with the Spore Society as the core.

The sad truth is.

Whether it is the dusk elves or the druids of the Spore Society, they are not recognized by their peers.

In Irondor, the four major elven clans of wood elves, night elves, sea elves, and cloud elves recognize each other, and among them, the night elves and cloud elves are vaguely superior to the other elves.

But they don't recognize the existence of the dusk elves as a kindred race.

The same goes for the Spore Society.

The druids of the Earth Order consider them no different than the Blighted;

The Ocean Society believes that the sea is the best destination for life, not fungi and bacteria;

The Moonlight Society also cannot accept the alternative looks of the Spore Druids;

The Storm Society is even more extreme. They regard the Spore Society as the scum among the druids and vow to eradicate them all.

All of the above were introduced by Crater while walking.

He continued:

“For a while, I thought I needed more people to promote my ideas, so I searched around the world for like-minded people.

At first I found the Order of the Blight, but it soon became apparent that they were a bunch of losers.

They don't really love withering, they just have to throw themselves into the embrace of withering because they have been abandoned by nature.

They hate nature and embrace blight, which is contrary to my philosophy.

So I abandoned them.

Later I met Dudley, who was the only survivor of his race in the Elf War.

He introduced me to the Spore Society.

This interests me.

The Spore Society believes that decay is part of nature, which is precisely Huang Yulong's philosophy.

So I brought him to the Eternal Isle so that his family could thrive.

Unfortunately.

The former sun elves not only lost the civil war among the elves, but the first-generation sun god they believed in also fell in the war between gods.

since then.

The sun elves were eternally cursed, and they could never return to their former strong, healthy and sunny appearance.

The moonlight also shuts them out.

Only dusk would give them some shelter.

So the sun elves degenerated into dusk elves.

As a result, these former high elves became behaving strangely——

I have advised them several times not to grow mushrooms on themselves.

This will make you look abnormal.

But they just didn't listen!

They insist that this is their way of communicating with nature, and hope that this move will dispel the misunderstanding of mushrooms from the outside world.

The goal of the Spore Society is to hope that more people can fall in love with mushrooms.

I'm not optimistic about this.

In my opinion, if you want to vigorously promote the benefits of mushrooms, it is easier and more effective to grow mushrooms directly on others than to grow them on yourself. "

Hear this.

Both Matthew and Margaret were confused.

Kraite chuckled and said:

“There is a kind of mushroom that makes the host think slowly, and there is also a kind of mushroom that can make the host feel like being in love.

My advice to them is to just plant these two mushrooms on other people——

If everyone in the world was planted with mushrooms, wouldn't they look normal? "

Matthew rubbed his temples and forced a smile:

"That's an idea."

"Before I met Dudley, I only mastered the field of decay, but I didn't know how to create life."

Crater seemed to be very interested in talking:

"But after getting deeper into the fields of fungi and bacteria, I realized that the essence of biological decay is the creation of microorganisms. For this reason, I understood a new field."

"It can be said that the Spore Society's worship of fungi has benefited me a lot. Sometimes you will find a different view of the world if you look at it from a different angle."

"You two are mages of the Seven Saints Alliance, right?"

Margaret nodded.

Krete asked expectantly:

"Are you or any mages you know interested in studying this topic?"

Margaret looked embarrassed.

It was Matthew who stepped forward to smooth things over:

"We don't rule out such plans in the future. Microorganisms are indeed a neglected field. As long as we have made preparations in the early stages and time permits, we will conduct in-depth research."

Krete seemed quite happy.

He repeatedly urged:

"If the Seven Saints Alliance has a topic in this area, please ask me to be a consultant. I will provide strong support in the field for free."

"It's a pity that I am not a mage myself and don't know how to conduct research in the field."

"But I have a strong hunch.

In the next hundred years, this world will definitely give birth to a "King of Fungi".

At that time, microorganisms will shine on the world stage. Can you imagine that scene?

That is really an exciting scene! "

However, what Matthew imagined was a terrifying scene of a giant mushroom destroying Rolling Stone Town.

Although he also liked the mushroom fried noodles made by Peggy, he had no expectations for the world dominated by fungi.

But for now, he could only be vague and muddle through.

Kreit took the two of them around the island.

The Eternal Island is indeed very exotic, and the scenery and buildings here are different from other places in Aindor.

But after looking at it for a long time, it is actually just the same.

Mushrooms.

Colorful mushrooms.

Big or small mushrooms.

Mushrooms with different fragrances and odors.

Everything here seems to be related to mushrooms or other fungi. After a long time, it gives people a feeling of being in the Mushroom Kingdom.

It got dark quickly.

Kreit invited the two to have dinner on the cliff.

This place is close to the dragon's nest and is the only place with few mushrooms.

But it is full of negative energy crystals everywhere.

Under the sea cliff.

A group of sea monsters came on the waves and presented them with a rich seafood feast.

And Kreit himself turned into his original form, and the huge body of the topaz dragon sank into the ocean. He Dive into the deep sea for a feast.

Dinner was over soon.

When night fell, Kret personally led them to an empty mushroom tree house and told them that they could rest here.

After that, he left in style.

Matthew and the others entered the room, and Margaret quickly set up a magic tent on the ground.

Matthew was about to say something.

His mouth was covered by Margaret.

She grabbed Matthew's hand and wrote several words on it.

Matthew was tickled so hard that he had no way of telling what she wanted to say.

Fortunately, There is also a data column.

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"Tip: Your partner Margaret reminds you that there are traces of "eavesdropping" in the room"

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"This old dragon respects us on the surface, but the arrogance engraved in the bones of the dragon is inevitable.

He just wants to see us do what a couple should do.

And once he finds out that we are disguised, I am afraid we will be retaliated even more severely.

In the alliance's information, Kret acts erratically and has unpredictable moods. Don't be fooled by his appearance and always be vigilant!"

Seeing Matthew's slow reaction.

Margaret simply took out a piece of paper and wrote the above content on it with a suspended feather pen.

Matthew read it once, and the content disappeared.

He knew that this was a magic prop for encryption.

So he took the quill and wrote:

"What should we do tonight?"

Margaret pondered:

"We must sound like a couple, and we must act realistically."

"After tonight, we will find a way to say goodbye tomorrow. Anyway, we can't stay on this island for long--

Have you noticed that the twilight elf named Dudley, almost all the twilight elves on the island look very similar to him!

The mushroom smell in this place is too strong, I always feel it's a bit weird."

Matthew agreed with Margaret's concerns.

As for how to sound like a couple.

The two of them fell into deep thought.

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At night, in the dragon's nest by the sea.

Kret turned into his original form, lying on a pile of gems and gold coins, fiddling with a crystal ball with his dragon tail boredly.

From time to time, the sound of conversations between men and women came from the crystal ball.

Most of them were boring and tedious.

Until late at night.

The female voice suddenly said:

"It's almost time to go to bed."

The old dragon was shocked.

But the man replied:

"Wait a minute, I still have to copy another scroll, why don't you go to bed first?"

The woman complained:

"Even though we just had our wedding, you're going to bed later and later. You weren't like this when we first got together eight years ago."

The man coughed:

"I am indeed copying a scroll."

The woman said angrily:

"You can copy scrolls every day. Didn't Mr. Kret say he wanted to have more children? Come up here!"

The man's smile sounded forced:

"Okay."

Then there was a sparse, gurgling sound.

Kreit's pupils narrowed.

But it didn't take long.

The sound stopped.

The woman asked:

"What's going on?"

The man's voice was a little unnatural:

"I'm not in a good condition today, let's do it tomorrow."

The woman was silent.

After a while.

She said:

"Then you should have a good rest today..."

In response to her.

There was only the man's snoring.

Kreit felt something was wrong when he heard this, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

He thought about it, cut off the conversation just now, and then took out a smooth magic mirror and asked in a deep voice:

"Answer me quickly, magic mirror Trian, is the above conversation more common among human couples?"

A stern square face quickly appeared on the magic mirror:

"The answer is yes."

Kreit muttered:

"It seems they didn't lie to me."

"Prepare some gifts for that man tomorrow. It's not okay to copy scrolls all night long at such a young age."

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The next morning, Matthew woke up early.

According to the agreement between him and Margaret, he went to find Kret first, and gave Margaret the opportunity to explore the Eternal Island alone, on the pretext that Margaret was unwell and wanted to rest for a while.

The dragons' requirements for sleep were obviously different from those of humans. As soon as Matthew left the tree house, Kret came to meet him.

The old dragon obviously had not slept all night.

He invited Matthew to visit his collection of undead creatures.

Matthew readily agreed.

The two came to the bottom of the dragon's nest. On the cliff about ten meters away from the sea, separate rooms were dug out one after another.

These rooms are connected to the dragon's nest.

There is a sea monster guarding each room.

Most of the rooms are piled with some items of unknown meaning.

There are even many items such as salted fish and seaweed.

However, Matthew knew that all this was just the effect of camouflage.

Kret took Matthew to the most spacious one.

After Matthew entered, he found that the cave was empty, with only a large sand table on the stone platform in the middle.

He walked closer and took a look.

I found that the sandbox was full of densely packed undead creatures!

"Shrinkage?"

Matthew asked.

Krete nodded:

"I spent a lot of money to ask a wizard to shrink all the undead creatures I collected into this sandbox.

As I grow older, I like to perceive the world in human form more and more.

Whenever I am bored, I will sit by the sandbox and observe some undead creatures.

Look, they are all very interesting, aren't they?"

Matthew walked around the sandbox several times from a bird's-eye view.

The number of undead creatures here is so rich that it is comparable to a reduced negative energy plane.

Matthew soon found the mummy that Krete mentioned yesterday, which was always tripped by its own bandages.

That guy was too tall, and the bandages on his body were too long, so it was inevitable that he would bump and bump when walking.

In addition.

There are also zombies as fat as buckets.

A skeleton with three eye sockets on its head.

A headless knight who always loses his way.

And a bone dragon that has to take off his bones and count them again every day.

The undead creatures in the sandbox are very unique, but their strength should not be underestimated.

If they were not kept at this size by the shrinking spell and bound by the power of the sandbox itself, several undead creatures would have the strength of a king.

Krete introduced their origins to Matthew like a treasure.

Matthew naturally catered to the flattery crazily.

A whole morning.

Both the host and the guests had a great time.

"I am not bragging, am I? The undead creatures I collect are definitely the most bizarre in the world."

"If you have similar undead creatures, you can show them to me. If they can become my collection, I will exchange them with other treasures."

After proudly introducing the undead creatures in the sandbox, Krete said so.

Matthew's heart moved.

At that moment, he took some effort to summon a zombie and a skeleton from the cemetery.

The zombie was a silver moon zombie, and there was a tombstone on its back.

The skeleton was a very ordinary skeleton, but its hips always twisted when walking.

Kret really liked it.

Matthew said tactfully:

"Just accept it if you like it, you don't have to give me anything."

Kret shook his head:

"Although I am vulgar, I never take advantage of my friends.

It is said that we are exchanging collections, it is impossible to only take in and not take out.

Is there anything you want in particular?"

Matthew shook his head.

Kret grabbed it casually:

"Then I will give you two things at random."

The next second.

There are two more coins in his hand.

The coins are emitting star-like magical light.

Kret forced the two coins into Matthew's hand.

Matthew had to accept them.

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"Hint: You have obtained the Feather Fall Coin and the Weight Coin.

Feather Fall Coin (Accessory): When you put it in the pocket of your shirt (it must be the pocket of your shirt, if it is a shirt without pockets, it will not work), your body will automatically gain the effect of Feather Fall (slow and safe landing) when falling from a height.

Weight Coin (Accessory): When you put it in the pocket of your shirt, your weight will become 5 times the current weight."

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"A very interesting pair of props."

Matthew curiously played with the two coins:

"What would happen if you put them in your jacket pockets at the same time and jumped off the cliff?"

Krete smiled:

"There is a cliff outside the door, you can try it yourself."

Matthew did not try to jump off the cliff with two coins in the end.

After leaving the cave where the sand table was located, Krete took Matthew to visit other collection rooms.

It must be said that the treasure of the ancient dragon is eye-catching.

What Craig showed to Matthew was just the tip of the iceberg, and its value was more than a Margaret.

It can be seen that the wealth of the dragon is also highly linked to age.

Ordinary young dragons may not even be able to get together hundreds of thousands.

It is even difficult to build a stable dragon nest.

Ancient dragons like Craig are much richer.

Correspondingly, he has more than one dragon nest in various planes.

Craig showed Matthew his collection and chatted with him:

"Actually, there is one thing that often bothers me, that is, after I die, these collections will face the dilemma of no one taking over."

"I am not afraid of death, but I don't want my collection to exist alone in the world, so I crave a longer life."

Is this the reason why you want to become a dragon lich?

Matthew secretly complained in his heart.

Sure enough, Krete said immediately:

"My deadline is coming, and my body will die soon. I thought about it carefully last night. The transformation of the shadow dragon not only requires the cooperation of the strong in the shadow field, but also requires a little luck. That's not what I want."

"Dragon lich is the best way I have found to prolong my life, but in the meantime. I need a necromancer to help preside over the ceremony."

"Matthew, are you willing to help me?"

Although in this day and more, Matthew has realized that Krete is a very straightforward person, perhaps the powerful strength of the ancient dragon makes him seem to act as he pleases.

But now suddenly talking about the transformation into a dragon lich after death, it is somewhat like a superficial conversation.

Matthew replied cautiously:

"Of course I am happy to serve you, but I am afraid that I will not be able to satisfy you due to my limited magic power and strength."

"Speaking of which, with your connections and experience, don't you know other high-level necromancers?"

Kreit immediately complained:

"Of course I know them. I have even reached a preliminary cooperation agreement with Blinken of the Dragon Worship Cult.

But when I went to find him last month, I found that he had disappeared.

Even the prophecy spell could not find his whereabouts.

I suspect he wants to default on his debt."

Matthew was shocked:

"Blinken? Default on his debt?"

"Did he take your money?"

Kreit said angrily:

"No, but he took a lot of mushrooms from me, the kind worth thousands of gold."

What does Blinken want mushrooms for?

Matthew felt strange and was about to ask in detail, but he heard Krete say earnestly:

"It doesn't matter if your current level is lower. The growth rate of human mages is extremely amazing compared to other races."

"If you haven't become a legend by the time I die, then I will naturally choose someone else to host my transformation ceremony."

It turned out to be a strategy of casting a wide net.

Matthew nodded:

"I will try my best."

Krete patted his shoulder seriously:

"You really have to work harder, after all, I only have more than a thousand years left to live."

"It's gone in a blink of an eye, it's really distressing."

Matthew heard this.

Immediately fell silent.

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At the same time.

Margaret also walked out of the tree house.

She walked briskly on the narrow path of the Eternal Island, her eyes carefully observing the details around her.

At this moment.

A familiar dusk elf appeared in front of her.

He greeted her warmly:

"Good afternoon, Ms. Mary, would you like some mushrooms?"

"Just call Dudley if you need anything."

Margaret smiled and declined his help.

She took the fork in the road.

But not long after.

Another elf on the roadside greeted her with a smile:

"Good afternoon, ma'am, would you like some mushrooms?"

"Just call Dudley if you need anything."

Margaret frowned:

"Your name is Dudley too?"

The elf smiled:

"I am Dudley himself."

Margaret turned back subconsciously and said: "But he also said his name is Dudley."

At some point, several dusk elves surrounded her.

They smiled at Margaret and said in unison:

"We are all Dudley."

"So, just call Dudley if you need anything."

"Do you have any business?"

"Do you have any business?"

"Yes?"

Waves of strange noises came from all directions.

The dusk elves walked towards her with smiles on their faces and stiff steps.

Margaret's eyes lit up brightly.

The next second.

She suddenly shouted:

"Dudley!"

All the elves trembled, and then an unhappy voice came from afar:

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

"What are you all doing here?! I am the real Dudley!"

A dusk elf who looked similar to the others ran over.

He pushed the others aside, panting, and came to Margaret.

The others dispersed in a gloomy mood.

"What on earth is going on?"

Margaret asked with her hands on her hips.

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