The continent of Exos, to the southwest, is a lush forest country.
In the center of this forest kingdom, in the Elf King's Court, a tall and thin elf is playing the harp unique to the elves to soothe the restless memories in his heart.
Those pasts, filled with blood and killings, seem to never be able to find a home in peace and tranquility.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew by, blowing away the beautiful strings. What's interesting is that in addition to the changes in the seasons, these winds also include some unsettling spatial fluctuations.
The elf put down his harp, picked some leaves, let them drift in the wind, and counted in his mind the time and distance of the leaves falling.
"Three, four, five...fifteen seconds? It's the territory west of Dandelion..."
After thinking about it, the elf whistled, but not long after, a golden falcon fell from the sky and landed firmly on his shoulder.
"Breeze, please!"
The golden falcon looked up to the sky and roared, soaring into the sky like golden lightning, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.
"The wind is a little noisy today..." The tall and thin elf said to himself, then put on the oak crown beside him and strode toward the Council of Elders in the distance!
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In the ice and snow, the sun is warm, but in the desert, the sun is deadly.
George, who had been walking in the desert for two days, felt as if his legs were filled with lead and he was exhausted. The electronic instruments he brought from Earth had long been thrown into the sand. GPS navigation was of no use in this plane and could only bring him unnecessary burdens. Only magic could help him locate the nearest one. Forest, but even the nearest forest is quite far away from George.
George originally wanted to use the mist technique to fly, but when he turned into blood mist under the sun, George felt that he was about to become dehydrated before he flew a few meters. Unlike the earth, the sunlight in this plane could affect him. Causes substantial damage, and this damage is doubled in the blood mist state.
The only good thing is that the "vampire cloak" on his body can not only reduce the damage caused by direct sunlight, but also automatically adjust the temperature, bringing some coolness to George who is too hot.
Although this function was originally used to hide the body and avoid being discovered by enemies with heat sensors.
However, in this way, the vampire cloak needs to absorb George's limited mana, and the mist technique requires George's physical strength to maintain it. But fortunately, unlike the earth where magic is thin, the concentration of magic in the air of this plane is very high. Even if the magic is exhausted, George only needs to find a shady place and spend a few hours according to the method her mother remembered. Meditation can restore a lot of mana.
As for physical strength, there is only one thing in George's hand that can supplement his physical expenditure - the blood bag in the first aid kit. Although George hated eating the blood from the blood bag from the bottom of his heart, after countless collisions between his inner disgust and his survival instinct, the survival instinct finally prevailed.
When George tore open the blood bag for the first time and swallowed the thick plasma, his entire throat felt burning, and his stomach was churning. Finally, resisting the urge to vomit, George drank half the bag of blood. The intense discomfort caused by the churning of the stomach and the feeling of being resurrected after taking in water finally made the poor ghost who had been struggling for several days faint again.
Since then, George has made plans to escape. Whenever the blood moon is in the sky at night, George will turn into blood mist and fly with all his strength, trying to cross this land of death as soon as possible. Before the sun shines on the earth the next day, George must rely on magic to find a suitable habitat to rest, on the cliff. If he is lucky, he can also find some lovely giant cacti in the caves under the cave, or the piles of bones after the death of giant beasts, and draw some water from the cacti to ensure that his stomach is not only filled with the taste of blood.
Countless times, when George ran long distances under the blood-moonlight of the dark night, he fainted in the middle of the road due to extreme dehydration; countless times, when George was exposed to the sun during the day and had nowhere to hide, his body was in great pain due to the damage of the sun. However, there was always a force in his body that supported him, and he insisted on crawling to a safe place to make repairs.
It was not some mysterious spirit of perseverance or a near-death counterattack. After a long time, George realized that the first fire in his body, the power of the patriarch, was inherited from the old vampire Christopher, Leviathan. The family's endurance has been strengthened, and it was this strength that allowed George to persevere until the end!
But in addition to his battles with the natural world, George has many unexpected potential enemies.
For example, the indigenous people here are giant sandworms!
"hiss!"
Under the blood-colored moonlight, a huge multi-jointed insect crashed to the ground, and its last neighing sound could only be the elegy of the defeated.
After holding a handful of yellow sand and rubbing his hands vigorously, George managed to wipe the green mucus off his hands.
"Damn, I almost got eaten by this thing!"
