My Elf Simulator

Hei Ze was determined to complete this mission.

The missions that the system occasionally issued were not difficult and the rewards were relatively limited.

This time, it was a rare reminder that the series of missions would greatly help the player improve his strength. This was the first time in history.

Although Hei Ze could drive the super-class elf, the heterochromatic black goat kid, through the Pan Seal and thus gain master-level strength, he was essentially still an elite elf master, just a little bit stronger than others.

And this series of missions could help him greatly improve his strength. Wouldn't it mean that he would break through to the master level?

Thinking of this, Hei Ze's breathing became a little heavy.

He took a few deep breaths and forced himself to calm down.

Although there was only this person in his sight, out of caution, Hei Ze did not rush to act.

He closed his eyes and instantly entered the natural body state. In an instant, his perception ability increased by dozens of times, and his perception stretched out in all directions like tentacles.

Lush forests, insects resting on branches, lurking beasts, various images, and sound information rushed into Kurosawa's brain.

He turned his head.

Four hundred meters away, in a bush, residual footprints could be vaguely seen in the muddy soil, extending all the way to the east.

Three beast skeletons half buried in the soil, claw marks on the rock wall, and extinguished bonfires that were discovered one after another.

Obviously, there are more people active in the vicinity than the man who can be seen at present. There should be other accomplices. Judging from the dryness of the footprints, they are not too far away.

The general direction of the gathering place can be roughly inferred from the direction of the footprints found.

Because he didn't know the specific distribution of the strength of this evil organization's base, Kurosawa didn't plan to alert the enemy.

Among the many elves, the size of the heterochromatic black goat was too conspicuous, and the little shining spirit released skills and made a lot of noise. Only nightmares and crows were suitable for action.

Kurosawa had a flash of thought.

As he silently communicated with the nightmare, he and its ghost state also quietly changed.

The dark black appearance seemed to fade, gradually becoming lighter and transparent, and finally disappeared and blended perfectly into the forest.

This is the effect of [Ghost Transformation] after reaching the third gear, the stealth feature.

Light body - ghost vision - stealth

It can be said that he is extremely difficult to be detected in this state.

Especially now that he is hiding in the dark, he has the advantage of the first move, and the stealth effect is even more brilliant.

He touched the ground with his toes.

His body jumped out lightly, without the slightest movement, and the whole person was like a real ghost.

His figure floated not far from the man, but the man did not react at all.

Kurosawa saw all this.

The great ghost transformation is indeed terrible.

He had a hunch that unless he was an alien who was proficient in perception like him, or was attacked, he was now invisible and undetectable to ordinary people. At this time, if he cooperated with the nightmare to launch an attack, the effect would be very good.

Kurosawa bypassed the man with a skeletonized arm and continued to float away.

Along the way, the traces of human activities on the ground became more and more.

At the same time, there were several members of the evil organization who had turned into skeletons. Like the first person they met, they also had some signs of skeletonization on their bodies, and they could not detect Kurosawa passing by.

Two professions, three elites.

Kurosawa was secretly shocked. The strength of the members in this organization was stronger than he had imagined.

Professional elf masters in a third-tier small city are considered to be well-known figures, and elites are even rarer. However, in this wilderness and unknown jungle, they are everywhere, which makes people sigh.

It is no wonder that the training method of the evil organization is extremely costly, but there are still many people flocking to it.

The various consequences of physical disability, mental distortion, and loss of life span are probably not worth mentioning in some people's minds compared to becoming stronger.

Kurosawa's mood became heavier as he walked along.

The surrounding plants and insects perceived by the natural body all seemed to be affected by some distorted standpoint and emitted a "wailing" at the level of consciousness.

"Getting closer"

Kurosawa could feel that the headquarters of this organization was just ahead.

Suddenly, a hoarse dog bark sounded beside him, and he tilted his head to look.

It was a large dog elf with half of its body skeletonized. It twitched its dark nose, seemed to have sensed something, and barked twice in the direction of Kurosawa.

Not far away, there was a man who was concentrating on sharpening and quenching a sharp knife, taking liquid from bottles and jars and applying it to the blade. Hearing the barking of the bone dog, he quickly put down his work and stood up vigilantly.

"Is there anyone?"

He looked in the direction of his elf. There was only a entangled emerald crystal snake on the treetop, and the not-so-dense forest behind him did not move at all.

"Your bones are itchy, right? You're barking for no reason." He kicked the bone dog hard and roared unhappily.

Sharpening a knife is also a spiritual practice for him. The silver knife in his hand is a sacred object for sharpening his soul, so he must not be careless.

The kicked bone dog grimaced, and finally looked towards the woods in confusion.

The smell that made it palpitate disappeared again.

It shook its head, ignored it, and found a cool corner to continue lying down.

Above the sky, the floating Kurosawa breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, you still can't be too reckless. The effect of hiding is not omnipotent. It's best to keep a distance.

There may not be many elves like him who are proficient in perception, but there are individuals with other senses that are particularly sensitive, such as smell, hearing, and even the sixth sense.

After walking another kilometer, he came to a muddy swamp.

In the dark and deep swamp, the miasma lingered, and dark green thorns popped out from a corner from time to time, trying to scrape a few flesh and blood out of the passing creatures.

At the same time, there is also a very strange elf distributed in the swamp - the prison pitcher plant.

This is a giant plant-type elf. They climb and entangle trees or grow along the ground like a dungeon. Including the vine part, it is about 20 to 30 meters long. The animal trap as a "prison" is cylindrical, swollen and thick, and also has a diameter of four or five meters.

The cylindrical trapping bag secretes an amazing fragrance, which even has the effect of confusing the mind. If the elves who are greedy for delicious food fall into it, it is difficult to escape.

If so, Kurosawa will not be surprised, survival of the fittest.

But these numerous prison pitcher plants have been transformed, and Kurosawa's natural body cannot "hear" any sound from them at all.

They are like dead things. They are called elves, but more like machines that have lost their intelligence.

Of course, the fate of the elves in their thick sacs is even more miserable.

The elves trapped in it are wrapped in a dark purple liquid, which dissolves their flesh and blood bit by bit, revealing the white bones, but then the purple liquid is sucked back to the bottom of the bottle by the prison pitcher plant, and replaced by green mucus that secretes the breath of life. The green mucus seals the wound and heals the elves.

Such torture is repeated in this way, and the elves in the cage cannot live or die.

Flesh-torture-soul.

The way of practice and the emphasis on doctrine of this organization are about to emerge.

Of course, such evil organizations are always closely related to several doctrines, such as indulgence, self-mutilation, and sacrifice.

The most important quality of an elf master is psychic power, which is closely related to the soul, so extreme emotions can stimulate the transformation of psychic power, but this method is too radical and not a long-term right way.

Kurosawa sensed the prison pitcher plants distributed in the surrounding swamps, and vaguely sensed that some dark invisible energy was floating out of huge cylinders, and finally merged into the depths of the swamp.

There, something was swallowing up the dark energy, and an unspeakable transformation was happening in the dark.