Wizard: I crush the legend with my martial arts

The wilderness area between the Fantalia border and the jungle is not that far away, only about a hundred meters away.

When they reached the edge of the jungle, Sharibel couldn't help but raise his head, looking up at the green trees, and fell into a daze.

Not to mention the other dark elves, looking around in surprise and confusion.

Trees were also something they had never seen before.

Sharibel couldn't help but open his arms, closed his eyes, and took a long breath, "It turns out that the outside air is so fragrant and sweet, ah~~~! What a rich breath of life!"

Hearing his words, Alphonse couldn't help laughing. You are not an elf who respects nature. You are a dark elf, brother!

Hernot's reaction was even more exaggerated than Sharibel's. He suddenly knelt on the ground and picked up a handful of black fertile soil with both hands. Tears instantly flowed from his eyes.

"It's been a thousand years, it's been a thousand years! My ancestors have long regretted betraying humanity, and I am finally able to come outside the border and step into the outside world!"

Tears flowed uncontrollably, but his face was filled with a smile full of mixed emotions.

Looking up at the blue sky, white clouds, and dark green leaves, he was extremely moved.

He could only see the scenery of his former hometown in the documents and books left by his ancestors, but how could the pictures in the books allow him to appreciate the scenery of the outside world.

No matter how treacherous he is and how deep the city is, his emotions at this moment are expressed from the bottom of his heart.

The remaining half-demons were not much better. Some danced and hummed songs of unknown meaning, and some leaned down to kiss the earth that smelled of vegetation.

Sierra ran to a big tree early, and stroked the trunk of the tree curiously. Not even touching it, she hugged it and gently rubbed it with her cheek.

The various races in Fantalia have never seen the outside world, so Alphonse doesn't find it strange that such a situation would occur.

They are moved by this jungle, so let them be moved for a while longer.

Alphonse just wanted to find a place to have a good sleep at this moment.

Suddenly, I found a half-demon pulling up the green grass on the ground, stuffing it into his mouth and chewing it, which was like Shennong tasting the herbs.

It's just an ordinary weed and probably not poisonous.

The problem of poison is not too big. The races living in Fantalia have relatively high poison resistance.

The half-dragon assassin Vitina had already jumped up the tree, tore off a handful of leaves, put them into her mouth, and tasted the taste.

There was a crowd of people waiting, making all kinds of strange moves, including chewing on tree trunks.

When Alphonse turned his head, he saw a dark elf grabbing a beetle that looked like a rhinoceros from a tree trunk and holding it in front of his eyes for a closer look.

There shouldn’t even be bugs in the underground world, right?

As soon as he had this idea, he saw the dark elf stuffing the beetle into his mouth and chewing it.

It doesn’t matter if you eat it, the insect is still full of pulp.

Alphonse felt a chill rush straight to the sky, and the muscles on his face twitched again and again.

You guys don’t want to eat everything. Are you Mr. Pei’s family?

Cantonese people are not as ruthless as you!
The dark elf had an expression on his face that said, "It tastes like chicken, crunchy and crispy." He stuck out his tongue and licked the liquid from his lips.

Sierra had walked back to Alphonse, and immediately noticed something was wrong with Alphonse's expression, and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

"That guy eats beetles." Alphonse pointed at the dark elf in pain. Obviously, the dark elf clan is full of handsome men and beautiful women, and there are not many ugly ones, but the actions he made are particularly ruinous.

"Beetle?" Sierra tilted her head, "Isn't that a kind of food? Although it doesn't taste very good, it is still edible."

"Have you eaten too?" The black lines all over Alphonse's forehead drooped.

"Yeah." Sera nodded, "It's better to eat it roasted, but it's okay to eat it raw."

Alphonse couldn't help but hold his forehead, "Don't mention this in front of me in the future. The next time I kiss you, there will be a psychological shadow." "Ah? Okay." Sierra was confused and could only click. He nodded and agreed.

Alphonse couldn't blame her for this, and shouted loudly to the people around him, "That's almost enough. When you come to see me in the future, clear a place first, set up the tent under the shade of a tree, and let everyone rest first."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a "dong" sound.

Following the sound, I saw a dark elf falling down while holding on to the tree trunk.

Like a chain reaction, people fell down one after another.

In the blink of an eye, a large number of people fell.

Sharibel also seemed to be dizzy, holding his head with both hands, swaying and unsteady on his feet.

Alphonse hurriedly rushed forward and supported Sharibel before he fell.

But Sharibel had closed his eyes tightly and fell into a coma.

"Brother! Everyone? What's going on?" Sierra was shocked and ran forward impatiently to check on Sharibel's condition.

Alphonse looked up and saw that it was not only the dark elves who had fallen, but also some of the half-demon people from the City of Ease, and Hernot was one of them.

But there were also many people who were safe and looking around in confusion.

Their instinctive reaction made them take alert actions, which suddenly spread. They clenched the swords in their hands and became vigilant.

Alphonse was certain that there was no poisonous miasma in the air of this jungle.

It's just an ordinary forest.

If there was a colorless and odorless poisonous mist permeating this place, I should have noticed it earlier than they did.

The zhenqi in the body did not react abnormally.

If it were poison, it shouldn't be just a small group of people like Sharibel who were affected.

Sharibel's breathing was still very steady and long, as if he was not in a coma, but in a deep sleep.

Alphonse raised his hand and pressed it on Sharibel's heart, injecting the true energy into it.

"Sharibel's magic is confused!"

The artifact scimitar Ozizangus worn on Sharibel's waist bounced up and said anxiously.

The situation of Alphonse's Qi perception is also as Ozizangus said, Sharibel's magic power is extremely disordered.

But the magic power is not as good as the toxins, and the toxins will cause the true energy of the innate phaseless magic to react.

Alphonse couldn't help Sharibel sort out the chaotic magic power.

What exactly is going on?

"Farbankus, what do you think?"

"Me?. I'm floating and watching." The magic sword hung in mid-air, its blade shaking.

Alphonse: "."

"Don't joke at this time! I'm asking you what you think about this matter?"

"Master, I really don't know. I'm just a sword. Besides, I've been sealed for more than a thousand years." The magic sword Falbankus shook it helplessly.

"You useless donkey!" Ozizangus cursed.

"Speak as if you know, you stupid pig. If you know, just save your master." Farbankus retorted without hesitation. (End of chapter)