Chapter 1 Two Black Elves

The two black elves sprinted towards the mouth of the canyon like rabbits. They were agile, and with only 100 health points, a round of magic could kill them.

"Trying to run? No way!" Nie Yan chased after them like an arrow.

The others followed behind, giving chase.

By this time, Yu Lan and the others should have blocked the entrance to the valley.

Sure enough, the two black elves didn't run far before they stopped. Yu Lan and a group of players had surrounded them, blocking the mouth of the valley completely.

They had nowhere to escape!

The two black elves exchanged a glance and ran towards the cliff on the side. In a moment, they had climbed more than three yards high. Nie Yan chased after them, suddenly leaping high, reaching out and grabbing one of the black elf's feet. The ring on his left hand shot out a strand of spider silk, which stuck to the other black elf. He tugged sharply, and both black elves were thrown down, landing on the ground with a thud, kicking up a cloud of dust.

With such high agility and jumping stats, Nie Yan's athletic ability and speed were astonishing. These two black elves were clearly inferior.

The others surrounded them, encircling the two black elves. They raised their staffs, preparing to use magic to finish them off.

"shuedashueda." The two black elves looked pleadingly.

"Wait, don't kill them yet!" Nie Yan said, a thought occurring to him. In his previous life, when he ran the Treant Forest dungeon, as long as he killed these two black elves, the Ian Paite Flute would drop. With the Ian Paite Flute, the quest could continue. Never had he captured the two black elves alive like this time.

In the past, players only reached a maximum completion rate of 75% for the Treant Forest dungeon. The whereabouts of the remaining 25% of the clues were unknown. Perhaps they could obtain some clues from the two black elves.

In his previous life, his stats at level 4 were incomparable to what they were now. Ordinary players at low levels could hardly get a set of bronze equipment, let alone a legendary item like the Badge of Courage. Ordinary players had too little agility and jumping ability. It was basically impossible to catch the black elves; they could only be blasted with magic.

The two black elves curled up, looking at Nie Yan with pleading eyes.

"shuedashueda!" The two black elves uttered an ancient, awkward language. This was Elvish, probably meaning 'mercy'.

"Does anyone understand Elvish?" Nie Yan turned to look at the team members.

The team members looked at each other, shaking their heads. They only knew one language, Common Tongue. As for Elvish, they had never even heard of it.

Nie Yan was silent for a moment. If he didn't understand Elvish, he couldn't communicate with these two black elves.

He looked at his language bar. There were four entries: Common Tongue, Draconic, Ancient Common Tongue, and Koshart Giantish. Then he thought, as an ancient race, the black elves had extremely long lifespans. Perhaps they used other languages.

"sghuwoeglshg!" (Draconic: Humble, weak black elves, why have you come here?)

Nie Yan spoke a series of low syllables, startling the others, but then they realized it was a language.

After hearing Nie Yan's words, the two black elves looked at him in fear and trembling, shivering. A slightly bolder black elf looked at Nie Yan suspiciously, finally mustered his courage, crawled at Nie Yan's feet, kissed the back of Nie Yan's foot, then retreated, making a timid, trembling sound.

"shugsighueeojg." (Draconic: By the Dragon God, the black elf Vaseline devoutly prays. Your Highness, are you a dragon in human disguise?)

In the distant dark ages, the black elves were once slaves of the dragons. Unlike races such as giants, humans, and white elves who rebelled and advocated freedom, they still maintained their devout faith in the dragons in their clan's teachings. The only thing worth praising about these creatures hiding in dark corners was their loyalty.

Nie Yan's heart skipped a beat. Not many humans understood Draconic. This black elf probably thought he was a dragon, so he decided to play along.

"shuguegohhsgshu!" (Draconic: Yes, by the Dragon God, black elf Vaseline, why are you here?)

"shugogweuggsh." (Draconic: Respected Highness, the Drow tribe suffered a crushing defeat at Hilton Fortress. We came here across the plains in the chaos.)

"shugohjslde!" (Draconic: Black elf Vaseline, so you are deserters from Hilton Fortress.)

"shugohweughh! (Draconic: Respected Highness, we are not deserters. The black elf Vaseline is a brave warrior! We provided the tribe with a lot of information. The Drow tribe will launch a counterattack on Hilton Fortress three days from now. At that time, the black elf Vaseline will return to the battlefield.)

The black elf Vaseline said plausibly.

System: Received sub-quest: Take the heads of the two black elves to Overseer Cavalot and inform him of the Drow tribe's counterattack time.

It was a side quest. Nie Yan calmly continued to get information from the black elf. The black elf Vaseline regarded Nie Yan as a dragon. He told Nie Yan everything he asked, not daring to hide anything.

Nie Yan and the black elf kept uttering strange syllables, as if they were talking about something. The black elf seemed very afraid of Nie Yan. What was going on? What shocked them was how Nie Yan learned the languages of other races.

"shugoshugeghhsuhh!" (Draconic: Black elf Vaseline, the Treant Herder Ian Paite is a friend of the dragons. His flute was stolen by you. I have decided to punish you.)

The black elf Vaseline knelt on the ground and kowtowed incessantly, handing over the flute.

The flute was pitch-black all over, covered with tortoise-shell patterns, and looked very ancient.

Nie Yan looked at the flute's attributes.

Ian Paite Flute (Quest Item): Level Requirement 0.

Item Description: A flute used by the Treant Herder, which can make the treants tremble.

Item Attributes: Will +20, Strength +20, Reflex +20, Health +300, Treant-type creature attributes -50%.

User Restriction: Only usable in the Treant Forest dungeon.

This was the flute. Nie Yan said in a low voice in the team chat, "Kill them!"

The mages raised their staffs and began to chant spells. The two black elves remained kneeling there, not resisting, silently accepting their death.

Bang bang bang, spells exploded on the two black elves. The two black elves' health reached zero and they fell to the ground.

System: You have obtained the heads of the black elves, quantity 2.

"Done. The black elves even dropped a warrior's boot. Someone take it. Let's go kill the Treant King." Nie Yan said. This was the most perfect run of the Treant Forest ever. Catching the two black elves was an unexpected surprise.

"Nie Yan, what did you say to those two black elves? Why did they seem so afraid of you, and why didn't they dare to fight back when we attacked them?" Yao Yao walked to Nie Yan's side and asked.

Everyone looked at Nie Yan, their faces full of curiosity. Even Yu Lan couldn't help but focus her attention on Nie Yan.

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