Chapter 565 Preparations Before the Blood Sacrifice!

The lively jungle returned to its former state. Only the fallen trees and deep marks on the ground showed what had happened before. The five fully armed elf warriors were still protecting Moron diligently.

"Sir, you shouldn't believe that twisted elf. Every word he said reminded me of those former human merchants, full of unrealistic lies and temptations!"

After Luen left, the warrior leader spoke to Moron without hesitation.

He didn't lower his voice. He didn't care whether the strange elf was secretly watching, or whether this was his purpose. If he could make the guy called Druid angry and reveal more flaws, it would be great.

Unfortunately, there was no possible reaction he expected.

"I don't believe him, but I believe in knowledge. Elves will deceive me, but knowledge won't!"

The elf spellcaster was holding a simple piece of bark in his hand. On its smooth inner surface, there were mysterious lines drawn by Luen with his fingers. It was these lines that made Moron intoxicated and distracted.

"This is a new power, Kanris, you don't understand. There is an indescribable mysterious power between these figures and lines, and this is just the tip of the iceberg!"

If the eyes can glow, then the light emanating from Moron's eyes now is enough to illuminate a city. He carefully and reluctantly stuffed the bark into his arms, not caring about dirtying his gorgeous robes, and then he turned his head to look at the elf warrior.

"This is an opportunity, Kanris. I have been exiled by the family. Even if I fail, it will only disappoint the family. But if I succeed, do you know what will happen?"

The edge of the eyes of the elf caster was occupied by madness and enthusiasm: "I, and you, will become the greatest heroes in the history of the elves, and all we need to pay is a small price."

"Excuse me, sir, this price may be too high. This group of gravel rats is the family's last help to you. They can mine minerals, build armor, and provide a steady supply of materials for your experiments. According to the meaning of that druid, all of them are not enough for blood sacrifice."

The warrior leader Kanris has experienced many more ups and downs than Morun, so he is not like the elf caster who is obsessed with ghosts. Instead, he tries Tu tried to dissuade Moron: "In fact, I doubt that this is the work of your brothers. They want to drain your last potential and make the family extremely disappointed in you. Your father may give up on you completely!"

"No, Kanris, you are wrong!"

Faced with persuasion, Moron shook his head: "You don't understand, you don't understand. If my brothers get the knowledge and power contained in this bark, they will only hide it in their hands. Even my father can't get it, let alone use it to deceive me. That druid is an absolute genius!"

"No, if he succeeds, he will become the greatest hero like us!"

Only spellcasters will understand the magic and connotation of the pattern that Luen had drawn on the bark before. That is enough to make anyone intoxicated and even willing to pay any price!

Moron believes that if the druid is willing, he will become a guest of the Elf King's Court without any effort. The queen will fall for him, and countless spellcasters will be willing to pay any price for this piece of bark in his hand!

This is why he believes in the druid so much!

This is reasonable. In order to complete the plan, Lu En did not choose to make some specious things to fool him, but chose to outline some of the lines on his demigod body. It would be really strange if there was no such effect.

Every demigod body is a combination of rules and miracles, especially for a special existence like Lu En. Even if it is just a few lines on the demigod body, it can give people powerful power!

The premise is to have enough spirituality and talent.

"Sell all the output and my experimental materials, and exchange them all for gravel rats or other slaves. I need a grand blood sacrifice ceremony!"

Moren clenched his fists and chose to burn his boats.

"Then, as you wish!"

At this point, Kanris no longer dissuaded him. He was just a guard chosen by Moron's mother, not Moron's housekeeper. He only provided suggestions, but did not have the power to make decisions.

In the next day, the originally quiet canyon suddenly became lively.

Countless huge birds and some pterosaur creatures rose and fell. Following Morun's will, he sold boxes of minerals mined by gravel rats, rare spellcasting materials, and even his spare robes, in exchange for huge iron cages, which contained gravel rats or other intelligent creatures.

Due to insufficient underground space, these iron cages were placed directly around the jungle around the canyon. Countless different noises, screams, accompanied by body odor, and even the smell of excrement, filled the surroundings.

More than one merchant who came and went secretly communicated, and they all felt that this spellcaster who was secretly exiled by Tireshiel had gone crazy, using all his wealth to exchange for these slaves, but he didn't even prepare food and shelter.

And Luen also saw the potential of these elves in war, and was glad that he didn't choose to attack them.

A remote canyon in the jungle, a place that would be ignored if you pass by it from high altitude, can immediately become a place with people coming and going, as lively as a market just because there is demand. What if it encounters war and invaders?

Within a day, perhaps tens of thousands of elves will arrive in an instant!

Eighty percent of the elf world is almost jungle, but this does not mean that their communication and support are slow, because they have absolute air supremacy, and countless flying creatures are the mounts and eyes of the elves.

After the bustle faded, Moron began to command the elf warriors to cut down a nearby jungle area. In addition to the guards around him, there was also a small team of ordinary elf warriors for him to drive.

However, the main force was still the giant beasts that emerged from the jungle. Whether they were herbivorous or carnivorous, they lived in peace, using their huge bodies and strength to knock down towering trees and trample the soft ground into an extremely solid ground.

The dense jungle quickly receded under the influence of the two forces, and soon a clearing of about one square kilometer was formed at the edge of the canyon in a very short time.

Then countless gravel rats, driven by the elves, started from the center of the clearing and dug out deep gullies outward. If you look from a high altitude, these gullies are winding and staggered, like a maze, with ten exits extending outward.

So far, everything has gone smoothly beyond Lu En's expectations.