57 Alien Plane

Style: Fantasy Author: sunshine under hazeWords: 4357Update Time: 24/01/18 09:26:34
Buzz! !

Allen's soul trembled, and a familiar feeling that had been forgotten in his memory came to Allen again.

After the teleportation was turned on, there was first a feeling of weakness and weakness at the feet, and then there was a sense of disorientation as the soul was being dragged and pulled, and the body lost its direction. But soon, when the soles of their feet regained a solid touch, Allen and the others looked around again and found themselves in a foreign land.

The sky above our heads is full of fantastic colors. Countless rainbows connect the clouds in the sky. There are groups of colorful flying fish that make the clouds their home. There are huge manta rays flapping their wings, chasing the groups of fish. flying fish.

The plants around me are shining with colorful luster, constantly changing colors and changing back and forth with the flow of time. There are small animals that are disturbed among the plants. Sometimes they turn into rabbits and jump around, sometimes they turn into vicious dogs and run around. There is no definite shape.

Allen seemed to be in an illusory dream. The inherent biological characteristics of Feynman's world were all overturned in this world, making Allen unable to help but feel a bit unbearable to destroy it.

Until he saw that the small beast that looked smart and alert was attracted by a small shrub with various berries. When he slowly approached it, the berry bush that originally looked harmless to humans and animals, Suddenly it transformed into a strange creature composed of countless vines, with rows of sharp fangs splitting between the branches. The little beast was tied up and divided into pieces in one fell swoop.

Colorful blood flowed among the branches. The little beast's body had disappeared without a trace. The strange vine creature had transformed into a harmless bush again. It swayed gently in the breeze, and Alan could even vaguely smell it. A rich fruity aroma of ripe berries.

Although he already had a certain understanding of the so-called mirage plane from the book records left by the Ajinaga tribe and was mentally prepared in advance, when he really saw this colorful fantasy world, Allen Still couldn't help being shocked.

"Everyone, be careful. No creature in this plane can be underestimated, otherwise it will definitely kill you..."

"ah!!"

Before Derek, the legendary priest from the Church of Nature, could finish his words, a female troll on the edge who was curious about a bright flower that was about to bloom suddenly let out an exclamation. The flower in front of the troll suddenly bloomed, but the stamens after blooming were composed of sharp teeth, biting fiercely at the troll's fingers.

The female troll deftly dodged the attack, and a jackal next to her raised his hand and patted it, and the flower was directly patted into mud and embedded in the soil.

"snort!!"

However, the episode was not over yet. The Jackal who had smashed the strange local plant suddenly changed his expression and turned his palm over with his backhand. His big hands turned out to be colorful. The moment the severe pain hit his heart, the Jackal did not hesitate. Di Wang took out a bottle of interpretation potion from his luggage with his good hand and poured it into his mouth.

Someone's movement was only two breaths later than that of the Jackal. An antidote and a dispelling magic radiance cast by Derek swayed between the Jackal's injured arms. A stream of infected blood turned into colorful blood from the Jackal's wound. It slowly flowed out.

"The detoxification mechanism of this mirage plane creature is very different from our Feynman world. The effect of ordinary antidote will be greatly reduced. If you really want to be poisoned, it is best to use a scroll to dispel magic to detoxify."

At this time, no one dared to turn a deaf ear to what Derek said, even if the group of guys in front of them were all the strongest warriors in the wilderness. Many of the strong men in the wilderness are actually the same as Allen. They participated in the competition for the first time and saw the mirage plane for the first time. They were no less shocked than Allen, and their common sense was not necessarily as good as that of Allen. deep.

"This area is the northernmost area we develop in the Mirage Plane. Going about a thousand miles in this direction is our goal this time."

While facing a raised obsidian pillar on the ground, he continued to draw spell models and let the obsidian slowly sink into the ground. At the same time, Derek did not forget to explain their current location and target to the legends present.

"To be on the safe side, I think everyone should take a rest in this area and make a plan before heading in the target direction."

"There will be no overly powerful or dangerous creatures within a hundred miles around the beacon. They were completely cleaned up a hundred years ago. But beyond this range, you may encounter dangers from various phantom planes at any time. Creatures, many of which are gregarious and have legendary bosses, so if you want to be able to make plans in peace, this is the place to be.”

In fact, there is one thing that Derek didn't say, that is, this team has not elected a leader so far, which will cause great hidden dangers for the next actions. But Derek also knows very well that none of the legendary strong men in front of him is a fuel-efficient lamp. In the wilderness, they are the gods of their respective tribes. If they casually make a request, the tribesmen of their tribe will be satisfied unconditionally. They have long developed a proud and selfish attitude. Big bad habit.

There are also those strong men who are involved as tribal leaders. They are even more accustomed to giving orders. How can they let this power fall aside and obey the commands of others now?

The most qualified to lead this team may be the four powerful demigods or above in the wilderness in Mansha City. However, the cost of teleporting them is too high, and it would be unfair to other tribes if they participate, so they have been There is a default rule - those who are demigod or above do not participate in the competition.

At this time, giving them a little buffer time to make them aware of this problem can be regarded as a small task of Derek and the others as the observation team.

"Before that, I think there is another important thing that needs to be confirmed, that is, should we select a few commanders first?"

But it was obvious that there were many knowledgeable and ambitious people in this team. As soon as Derek finished speaking, someone had already made suggestions.

A middle-aged kobold spellcaster slowly flew into the air, scanning the surrounding crowd with a stern look, not afraid that doing so would cause disaster. On him, on a set of pale golden robes that looked like ordinary things, several protective magics appeared and disappeared. In front of him, there was a thick magic book that automatically turned the pages without wind.

"Let me recommend myself first. There should be many people present who have dealt with me and must be aware of my abilities and personality. I hope that everyone can temporarily cooperate with me to complete this mission together."

"Elder Dick, I support you!!"

"I also support..."

Someone was rustling below, responding to the kobold warlock named Dick. It seemed that the reputation of the other party was not bad, at least in their area.

"Haha, just because you are a lucky guy born in Pale Night, you are just an intermediate legend and you want us to listen to you. You really don't know how to be awe!!"

On the other side, a jackal caressed the long dark red knife in his hand, and said contemptuously with the corners of his mouth raised.

"This is not the Forest of Pale. Without your Excellency's care, how dare you come out and take on heavy responsibilities with your level!!"

"Jonathan, what do you mean??"

Derek pointed the staff directly at the Jackal, with a fierce light in his eyes. The gem on the front of the staff began to be filled with the aura of magic. The magic book suspended in front of him began to flip through the paper violently. The deputy immediately activated the prelude of the inner spell.

"What do I mean, you haven't..."

The high-level legendary bloodthirsty jackal Jonathan is not afraid of this kobold. There is also a demigod behind their Black Meteor Rotten Bone Tribe. Even if they go out, the other party can't do anything to him.

"Okay, we have just entered the plane, are we going to fight among ourselves?"

Another voice came in, but the owner of this voice didn't show up for a long time. Only when the other person jumped out of the crowd in a flying posture did Allen see clearly that it was a short man wearing a light blue robe. Goblin spellcaster.

"In my opinion, there is no need to select just one commander. Everyone thinks they are capable of commanding and has close friends. They can freely form teams and divide them into several or more than a dozen small teams to fight together. Well!!"

"Although this may be a bit troublesome during the battle, at least it is much better than everyone's intransigence now. You must know that we only have one month!!"

The newly emerged goblin spoke clearly and thought clearly. He broke the deadlock in a few words.

Although it was only a small scene that took place in just ten minutes, the gap in processing ability and thinking ability between the three legendary powerhouses who emerged first was already obvious. Allen looked on coldly and agreed with the third dwarf's suggestion. It was obviously impossible for such a large group of legends to obey the command of one person. In the absence of an absolute disparity in strength, no legend would put his life in the hands of a stranger and obey his orders.

"Let's just spend a few days here. Friends who think they can form a team to act together, please take this time to contact us. As for those who are used to being loners, I personally suggest finding a team. , after all, the target group we are going to face next has a demigod-level existence, and it is obviously impossible to fight him alone, let alone kill him."

…………

"Elliot and I are planning to form a team. If any of you are interested, you can join our team. I dare not say anything else, but I promise that I will never maliciously harm my teammates without any reason. Deprive your teammates of their trophies..."

But soon, the dwarf caster also revealed his true colors. After feeling that the legends below seemed to be moved by his suggestion, Garfield, the dwarf caster from Yucatan, another demigod tribe, pointed. The Troll Boxer, who was sitting calmly on a rock in the crowd, extended an invitation to everyone present.

Many people's eyes flickered, as if they were moved. After all, the dwarf Garfield and his companion the troll Elliot were both one of the most powerful tribes in the wilderness. Both clans also have demigods sitting in charge, and they have profound knowledge. The members who come from them must have special skills and countless means to save their lives. In addition, just now, Garfield easily resolved the disputes in the team, which shows that his wisdom and ability must be good. These advantages are very important for a team.

Allen is still thinking about whether he should go it alone or find a team to join and deal with the next battle together.

For him, the risk of working alone was actually lower. Apart from other things, just to save his life, Allen also had a certain degree of confidence and was the last one to be killed among everyone present. But if they want to complete the mission, judging from his only experience of facing a demigod directly, only by uniting their team can they possibly kill the target demigod.

"Hey God of Cookery, what are you thinking about?"

When a big hand from behind was about to hit Allen's shoulder, Allen turned around in time, just in time to make the big hand miss. However, it also allowed Allen to see the face of the owner of the big hand clearly, and a troublesome memory immediately hit Allen. mind.

The legendary female bugbear Bridget Fowl, a strong man from the Bethuni tribe, once madly pursued Allen and asked Allen to marry her crazy woman as her husband.

"Are you on this team too?"

Allen frowned slightly, but still asked politely.

"Yes, I have been promoted to the legendary high level now, so the clan asked me to participate."

Bridget gently lifted her long hair between her eyebrows, and gave Allen a flirtatious look. Coupled with her plump body, it immediately sent a chill down Allen's back. It was obvious that she was interested in Allen has no intention of giving up! !

"I originally wanted to go to your tribe to find you, but the tribe leader refused to do anything, so we couldn't see each other for so many years. It's really annoying!!"

With such a nymphomaniac like you, it would be strange if the leader of your tribe would let you go north without any worries! !

Allen cursed in his heart and squeezed out a few ugly smiles: "What a pity. If you were a guest, you might become good friends with Lena!"

"Who is Lena?"

Bridget's eyes flashed coldly, and her tone changed from cheerful to gloomy.

"She is my wife and the person I love the most!!"

Allen's eyes were full of warmth and his face was tender, as if he was really recalling his partner's face. But the reality is that Lena, a hobgoblin female who wanted to get married, actually died alone more than ten years ago.

"But I haven't heard that there is a legendary strongman named Lena in your tribe?"

Bridget's face was obviously dissatisfied. She really couldn't figure out why Allen would give up such a strong and wealthy partner.

"She is not a legend, just an ordinary hobgoblin."

Alan replied politely.

"Oh, that doesn't matter. Our lifespans are long anyway. I can survive this female named Lena. It just so happens that I still have two immortals in my family. They should be buried in a while."

Bridget breathed a sigh of relief and thoughtfully said to Allen: "After this incident is over, I must have a good talk with the clan leader and ask him to allow me to go to the north to find you. You must wait for me!!! "

"..."

Allen's face couldn't help but twitch a few times, but he was immediately controlled by his strong willpower.

"By the way, how about we form a team and fight side by side in a while!!"

"Hanini, come on, I've found a powerful helper!!"

There was no room for Allen to question. Bridget had decided on the matter and at the same time shouted to the crowd. After a while, a capable and vigorous female lizard man had a day laborer slung on her shoulder and swinging on her waist. Two daggers came over slowly.