Journey to the Half-Elf Plane

The cat orc Ruby was a little confused and said, "What's going on with you? Put down my sword."

Loki's gray eyes stared at the half-elf Nifeng indifferently.

Then, he slowly put the dog-leg knife used to open the road back into the sheath, and slowly opened his two palms to indicate that he did not mean to threaten.

Loki smiled slightly and said, "I think my fellow half-elf understands why he is afraid, right?"

"Shut up, damn little finger." Dufeng's voice shouted in a panic.

Loki's voice sounded faintly, "Nifeng, are you sure you are afraid of a half-elf like me who is only more than ten years old?"

Aina looked at the half-elf boy's open palm, but there were only four fingers on his left hand. She also saw what happened last night.

She said with the same hatred: "I saw you plotting against your companions with my own eyes, and I will help Loki teach you a lesson."

Loki suddenly laughed. He stopped Aina and said, "This is an internal dispute between half-elves and half-elves. Don't interfere."

"Besides, I said - Nifeng, I won't let you go."

The cat-orcs also hesitated, not knowing how to stop them. At this moment, the half-elf Dufeng holding a guard sword suddenly rushed over.

Nifeng waved his long sword while shouting with a distorted face: "Go to hell, Littlefinger, I've already seen that you, a lowly little bastard, don't like you. You always put on airs. Aren't you also a slave?"

Loki suddenly put down his hands, and with a quick shake of his right arm, a tactical straight knife slipped out of his cuffs silently.

Before others could see clearly, Loki clasped the handle of the knife with his fingers, suddenly raised his arm, and threw the tactical fixed knife forward.

The half-elf Dufeng is just an ordinary slave. Except for his agility, his physical attributes are slightly inferior to those of ordinary humans. He is obviously no match for Littlefinger Loki.

The straight knife flew past in a flash. Ni Feng had little combat experience. Before he could dodge, the straight knife was thrust into his chest. He only felt a sharp pain when breathing, and he had to stop moving forward.

His lungs were severely injured, which was a serious injury to his vitals. Nifeng seemed to have lost strength in his body, and the guard sword in his hand fell to the ground.

His strength drained away quickly, and he could no longer stand, and fell straight to his knees on the ground.

The half-elf trembled against the wind and looked at Loki, then tried hard to look at the dagger in his chest.

I wanted to pull it out, but I couldn't even raise my hand.

Loki did not pick up the sword from the ground. He walked forward with his bare hands and patted the half-elf Nifeng on the shoulder.

"We are all half-elves, but you look down on your own race's identity. Do you feel inferior?"

"It's okay to be disdainful of being a half-elf, but you chose to provoke me and plot against me!"

Nifeng, who was fatally injured, was spitting out blood. His lungs were punctured. He tried to say something, but all he could do was cough up a pile of blood.

He was speechless and just stared helplessly at this superior half-elf who made him fear and loathe him.

A stream of blood spurted out. It turned out to be the half-elf boy who suddenly pulled out the tactical blade from Nifeng's wound.

Loki said leisurely: "I am a half-elf, so this is an internal dispute among the half-elves."

"For the sake of fairness, I will give you death."

As soon as he finished speaking, Loki held the tactical straight knife that was still dripping with blood, and stabbed him several times quickly toward the heart on the other side of his chest.

The tactical straight knife was pulled out, and it was clear that there was no way to save Nifeng, whose heart was pierced.

With a painful cry, the half-elf Nifeng opened his eyes wide, and within a moment, he was dead.

Loki, on the other hand, looked calm and unconcerned.

He is fine and normal,

Then he wiped the blood from the blade with the corpse's clothes, pushed the corpse away, and then stuffed the straight knife back into his sleeve.

Ruby's round eyes widened even more, and Aina also had a look of astonishment on her face. They seemed to be in disbelief that the bloody scene in front of them was actually done by an underage half-elf boy.

Loki shrugged and said, "The internal dispute among the half-elves has been resolved. Nifeng, forget about this person."

"He shouldn't mess with a kinsman who holds such a grudge."

He clapped his hands and said as a reminder: "What are you waiting for? We should move on before the fog starts before noon."

The eight-person team that originally entered the jungle now has only three left. The reason for the huge casualties is not only that the Secret Forest is full of unimaginable fatal dangers, but also because of the conflicts among the fleeing team.

Loki is not a murderer, and he does not necessarily want to kill Liangfeng, but in this dense forest surrounded by dangers, it is really a kind of manipulation to keep someone who has harmed him and is untrustworthy by his side. Dead act.

For his own life, the half-elf boy had to eliminate potential dangers.

……

The vegetation in the forest is dense, and the three of them can only take turns to clear the way. Loki contributes the dogleg knife this time. It is a forged steel weapon made for him by Wildhammer's father. It is sharp and durable, and is perfect for chopping branches, leaves, and thorns. .

Their physical strength was being consumed rapidly. Just after noon, the three of them were so tired that they had to take a rest. Traveling in the hot and humid jungle was by no means an easy task. This was also thanks to Loki's continuous correction of the traveling route.

If you want to leave this dangerous jungle, you have to head northwest or north, but you also need to avoid dangerous areas such as Rongkui and Sanhuan Mountain Leech, so you have to take a careful detour, which makes the already slow-moving people The three of them had to stop frequently to rest.

……

Until the afternoon, the fog in the dense forest dissipated, the sweltering heat slowed down, the terrain in the dense forest became slightly flatter, and the relative traveling speed also increased.

But the atmosphere soon became tense again. It turned out that the three of them found some strange footprints, which were traces of large boot soles.

"The branches were cut off by metal blades, and some footprints were left on the ground. The footprints were large, and there were more than one person."

Loki gently stroked the break of a branch, looked around and analyzed it carefully.

"There should be a camp nearby. There may be some adventurers. There are not many of them. It seems that some dead trees and firewood have been cut nearby. The camp should not be far away."

A warning flashed in the eyes of the cat orc Ruby, and she said: "They may not necessarily be adventurers, but they may also be those damn slave-catching teams or poachers who specialize in doing things that are despised by others. May the Beast God Naaru punish them."

Aina was also a miserable slave, and she obviously agreed with Ruby's statement. She not only hated those related to slave traders, but was also wary of the outside world.

Loki nodded and said: "There is indeed a risk, but we are very short of water and food now. We don't need to have direct contact. We can look for opportunities to steal some supplies."

When it comes to being wary of the outside world, Loki, who has been a beggar in this world for more than ten years and is also an abandoned half-elf, is no weaker than his two slave companions.

But he understood that the Forest of Secret Whispers was full of dangers, and water and food were relatively scarce. If he didn't want to get sick in the coming time, he would have to add some food.

The three of them discussed quietly, and finally left Aina to wait there, while Loki and the cat-orc Ruby followed the trail, trying to find an opportunity to get close and steal some food or something.

Trying to avoid the noise they made while walking, the two walked towards the direction where the weeds were overwhelming. After walking for a short while, they soon heard a different sound in front of them.

Ruby gestured to the half-elf boy, and the two began to approach cautiously.

The figure who had not yet seen the trace suddenly heard a howl of a beast, the sound was like a wolf beast that Loki had seen before, and it was making a vigilant cry.