Above the gray fog

"Yue Si, what should we do now?"

Seeing that the "ferocious" evil fell was subdued, the young grass spirit behind immediately stepped forward and asked, crossing his hands in front of his chest, which is the etiquette of grass spirits.

"Hey..." The old grass spirit sighed and said, "Children, count the casualties."

"Yes..."

"Yue Si, there are only 31 people left alive." A dark green grass spirit whispered, its grass whiskers drooping, and its big eyes full of sadness, "Yue Si, the upper tribe doesn't seem to welcome us."

Yue Si said slowly in a slightly hoarse voice, "The prophecy of the great sage has never been wrong."

"The dead tribe will return to the embrace of the great master of life-Yggdrasil, they are happy."

"Perhaps the upper tribe doesn't know that we are here to pay homage. The origins of those evil people are strange. The upper tribe has allowed us to exchange extraordinary resources for weapons. It is impossible for them not to recognize us and attack us in return. This matter is likely to have nothing to do with the upper tribe."

"Have the tributes prepared for the upper tribe been lost?"

"Some of them are lost..." The grass spirit next to him replied.

"Don't worry about the existing results. Just tell us the truth when the time comes. I believe the upper tribe will understand." Yue Si comforted.

"Yue Si, are the upper races really as friendly as the great sage said? Why do they help weak races?"

"I don't know either. Just believe the words of the great sage... The great sage has never been wrong. Since he predicted that the upper races can help us defeat the twilight race, he can't be wrong."

"Hmm..." Hearing Yue Si's affirmative answer, the dark eyes of the grass elves beside him blinked, and there was a little more light called hope in their eyes.

The grass elves have a history of more than 500 years. They are not like other races that traveled from another world. They are the natives of the gray fog world.

If we trace the roots, their main race should be the plant race, but... the plant race can't recognize them.

The twilight race is a new race with less than 300 years of history, but it has developed extremely rapidly. I don't know how many races have perished in their hands. With sufficient family luck, they have everything going smoothly, like a snowball, and have developed to the present point.

"Si Yue, where should we go now?"

"The great master of life will give us a hint." Si Yue said, pressing the withered palm on the ground. It was called a palm, but it was actually five 'claws' woven by grass whiskers.

When the palm was pressed on the ground, it muttered something, and a green energy spread from its body. All the plants within a radius of 100 meters pointed in one direction, as if pointing the way for them.

"The master of life told us that there are intelligent life in that direction." Si Yue looked at the direction pointed by the nearby plants.

"Be careful, the territory of the upper tribe is definitely not comparable to ours. There may even be sequence 7 beasts inside the tribe. Don't act rashly when something happens."

"Yes." The young grass spirit folded his hands and saluted.

"How do we deal with this big guy?"

A grass spirit pointed to the magic cube evil wrapped in a giant tree and asked.

"Although this evil is not strong, it is full of the smell of death. I can only trap it and find the people of the upper tribe to let them deal with it." Si Yue shook his head.

Then he continued:

"Let's go. When we meet someone from the upper tribe, we should talk less and do less. When they contact us, the upper tribe will not know the existence of our grass spirits, just like only a small number of grass spirits in our grass spirit tribe know the existence of the upper tribe."

Runan City.

Runan City is a small city with a population of less than 600,000, located in the southernmost part of the tribe.

Although the city is small, it is indeed the city with the most spiritual plants in the tribe. This place is a natural gathering place for spirituality. The land is naturally spiritual, and the crops planted are more or less spiritual.

The spiritual plants here are not spiritual plants that grow natively in the gray fog. At most, they are a kind of pseudo-spiritual plants.

Affected by the land here, even if ordinary peanuts and wheat are planted, they can be spiritual. Whether it is for brewing or making staple food, its value is much higher.

Unless the spiritual plants here are eaten all year round, it is not realistic to rely on this spirituality to achieve pseudo-transcendence or increase spirituality. This spirituality mainly improves the taste.

Runan Spirit Wine, Runan Spirit Wheat, these are famous in the whole tribe, and the price is not too expensive. Ordinary people can buy a can of spirit wine to try it out, and it is not uncommon to eat some staple food made of spirit wheat during festivals.

This is a city that is completely based on farming, but today this remote city has welcomed uninvited guests.

More than 30 "green-skinned people" walked in in a mighty manner. They looked around, curious about everything, and their big eyes blinked and observed the surroundings.

"Yue Si, is this really the tribe of the upper tribe? Why are these tribesmen so weak? Most of them have no spirituality at all." A little grass spirit next to him asked curiously.

"This..." Yue Si nodded his head with his withered hands, and after a long while he spoke, "Perhaps the population of the Upper Clan is so large that the extraordinary resources cannot be popularized to everyone. Not all races can absorb light energy like us."

"It may also be that... the extraordinary and non-extraordinary people of the Upper Clan live separately, and we just came to where the non-extraordinary people live."

And the human passers-by on the side saw these grass spirits walking neatly on the street...

"Quick... Call the police!!"

"What is this, evil?"

"Is it the weirdness described in the book?"

Seeing that these grass spirits just looked around and did not make any attacking movements, there were many brave people who came closer to watch.

"There must be grass under the clothes, and those big eyes look a little cute to me..."

Just then.

A childish scolding came, "Damn foreigners, don't think you can disguise yourself by wearing clothes, prepare to die!"

A young boy with a medicine basket on his back and a wooden stick in his hand came to the front of the grass spirits in two steps, raised the wooden stick in his hand and chopped.

The grass spirits were so scared that they retreated again and again, not knowing why this upper tribe cub suddenly attacked them.

The boy saw that the group of foreigners were retreating again and again after being chopped by him, and his momentum suddenly rose again, and he chopped more recklessly, and no grass spirit dared to take it head-on wherever he went.

"Children, hurry...get out of the way, don't get hit by him, the recoil will hurt him!" Yue Si saw this and hurriedly asked the grass spirits to get out of the way.

For a while, the streets were in chaos, and many grass spirits were chased and beaten with wooden sticks by a boy who was only a pseudo-supernatural.

"Children, hold on for a while. With such a big noise, the upper clan will definitely find out. Don't let him hit you... hurt him..."

"Yue Si, I can't hold on any longer..."

"Take my move, Mu Tian Jiu Ge!" the boy yelled.

"Bang!" The stick hit a grass spirit hard, and the boy flew backwards, blood gushing out of his mouth in the air, and he fell heavily to the ground after flying several meters away.

"Murder, a monster is killing people!" The ordinary pedestrians who were still watching at this moment suddenly scattered like birds and beasts.

And the beaten grass spirit was so scared that he stood there.

The boy who fell to the ground turned his head with difficulty and blinked in a certain direction.