Chapter 185: Slaver
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I Am the God of Games
- Green Pepper Bat Donburi
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- 2021-01-29 08:14:15
The dog egg was hidden in the tree, peering carefully through the dense foliage, not far away.
A group of people were talking about what the campfire was saying. They were carrying all sorts of strange weapons, and a few carriages a little further from the campfire.
The cargo on several of the carriages was covered with thick linen, and the inside was not visible, but the other ones were very obvious. In the place that should have been the carriage, there were several empty prison cages.
This is a slaver team.
As the name implies, it is the team that captures the slaves.
This malformed organization generally only appears in humans. Except for humans and orcs, most other races do not have the concept of slaves.
Although the orcs also have slaves, they will only take their opponent's tribe as slaves if they kill enemies they respect on the battlefield.
After all, unlike the humans, the orcs are not good at production because they inhabit the relatively barren and barren land, and most of the orcs have recklessness and inability to do detailed work. Therefore, the gods they believe in are either the of war or the beast king, and there is almost no chance. To believe in the of harvest
It is precisely because of this that the food of the orcs has always been in short supply. Defeating the enemies on the battlefield and making them into jerky is one of the greatest food sources for the orcs. Without the industrial revolution and the lack of labor, Naturally, human beings will not think of ways to save slaves. 35xs
For them, slaves will only consume the food of their tribe in vain, the cost performance is extremely low, and it does not have much effect.
But human beings are different. Even if manpower is needed to reclaim the land, such as manors, for the nobles of most countries, slaves themselves are a type of wealth, similar to domestic animals.
Some rare alien slaves are symbols that can be used to show off their financial resources and means.
Among these so-called rare alien slaves, the most precious is the Mori Elf.
In terms of human aesthetics, Mori Elves, both men and women, have extremely gorgeous looks. As one of the few humanoid races that can live in harmony with nature, Mori Elves also have an indescribable ethereal temperament.
Most of them have a long life of more than three thousand years, and they have talents that humans ca n’t match in magic, archery, art, etc. As long as they can get one and tune it, they can almost be used as ancestral devices. Pass down
However, humans have not caught the real Mori Elves for a long time. It is said that the price of Mori Elves on the black market has soared to the equivalent of 10 times their weight.
Since they will appear in the Trinidad Sea, it is clear that the target of these people is the legendary Morin living in the depths of the Dalin Sea.
"Are these guys crazy?"
The dog egg muttered softly.
Even if he was only a child in a mountain village, he knows that the reason why there is no real Mori Elf on the slave market is not because people cannot find Mori Elf.
After all, it is said that the habitat of the Mori Elf is only a few large forests. As long as enough people are used, if you let go and find it, you can always find it.
But the problem is, even if you can find the residence of Mori, you can't beat others by their strength alone.
Because of its long life span, Mori has been able to learn a variety of skills step by step, so almost every adult elven is a highly accomplished magician, a hundred marksman and a great artist with superb aesthetics and artistic accomplishments.
In terms of combat effectiveness, every adult elf is equivalent to a cardinal bishop of a medium-sized church. After all, every adult elf is a powerful hunter with practical experience, and most of the cardinals are empty. There is a powerful divine skill, but without some mental preparation, maybe even some experienced knights can't beat it.
So when these slave hunting teams were discovered, the dog eggs couldn't help but feel a little weird: who gave them the courage to come and catch the forest elves in the Dalinhai of Trinia?
While posting, he told Edward what they are doing now, but at the same time he warned Edward not to act lightly.
After all, the behavior of this slave hunting team is too weird. Based on their apparent strength, even if only one adult elves can kill them two or three times.
If you really want to do something with Mori, as long as you have to mobilize a fully armed army of 10,000 people, and you have the Master and the Anthem team, you can barely have a fight, and you have to pray that the hostile elves are not listening to the forest , Luna Ancient Tree, and high-level units like the Silver Dragon
In fact, even if humans really make up such an army, I am afraid that before attacking Mori, the other party will learn about the situation of the humans in advance through their connection with the forest, and pack up and leave early, leaving only humans. An empty village made up of tree houses.
Many human scholars studying alien culture have always believed that if UU reads www.uukanshu.com or the elf reproduction ability is too low, it will take hundreds of years for a small tribe to add one or two newborns, plus the gods they believe in. If you do n’t like fighting, I am afraid that the owner of this continent has long been replaced by an elf, instead of human beings occupying a large area of power and prestige.
In the post, Edward vowed that they would be careful not to act lightly, but the dogs know very well that after becoming a player who will not really die, they always like to jump repeatedly on the edge of death. The original was vigorous Curiosity has transformed into explosive action.
Even if you are warned, it is unlikely to be of much use.
If an ordinary person sees a button next to Do not touch, and will die when pressed, in unknown circumstances, he will hold his curiosity and not touch it. When he becomes a player, then even Others are desperately stopping, and he will do his best to press the button to see what happens
Sure enough, it didn't take long for the dogs to see a few familiar names floating in mid-air above the tops of the bushes.
When the dog egg wanted to meet with them in the past and told them some information that was not clear in the post, he moved in his heart, carefully posted it on the tree, and then triggered his transfer to become a jungle walker. The emerald heart makes his breath completely integrated with the surrounding natural environment. Even if someone is standing in front of him, I'm afraid it's difficult to find that someone is hidden next to him.
It wasn't long after he did these things, some of them were hidden and quite good, only slightly worse than the dog eggs, began to appear around the slave trap