Elf Story from Another World

Chapter 67

Ouyue pricked up her ears slightly, and sure enough she heard a hint of singing and the sound of playing musical instruments.

"Now, have I told you the legend about the fog?" Nasha suddenly changed her expression to a very strange expression and looked at Ouyue.

"No." Ouyue shook her head honestly. He was still listening to the sound of the piano. The sound was melodious and light, like a beating elf running in front of him, which made people feel all over. Comfortable.

"According to legend, in this fog, there is a kind of monster that attracts people with its singing~" Nasha's smile made people feel scared: "When the lost people hear their singing, if they are attracted, they will It will be used as food."

Ouyue shivered all over, and he subconsciously covered his ears: "It's a lie. You said before that it was just a legend spread by the human race, and it's not true."

"No." Nasha came closer to his face and looked at his frightened expression with a smile: "That is not something passed down by humble humans, but a legend of our undead."

She looked towards the direction where the sound came from: "Those are monsters that appear specifically to hunt us. They feed on walking or living corpses with low IQs. Occasionally, they will also taste vampires."

"What is that?" Ouyue swallowed, her voice trembling from nervousness.

"Resentful soul." Nasha said softly: "A creature even rarer than a vampire. Legend has it that thick fog will appear wherever it appears. It is a monster composed of the souls of the dead, parasitic in the corpse of any living thing. Looking for an opportunity to devour the soul of its prey.”

She chuckled and said, "Maybe this resentful spirit is parasitic on a very beautiful elf, specially designed to seduce elves like you."

"It's true or false." Aoyue said with a grimace, "I haven't read enough books, so don't lie to me."

"How could that be?" Nasha licked her lips and looked at him: "You are my important food."

"Then what should we do now?" Ouyue listened carefully to the position of the singing: "It is slowly approaching us, where should we run?"

"Run, are you kidding me?" Nasha suddenly looked at him with a surprised expression: "I've said so much, don't you understand what I mean?"

"Are you saying we are in danger now?" Ouyue swallowed.

"No, I just want to tell you how rare and interesting this thing is." Nasha slapped her head, as if Oyue was something hopeless: "The skeleton horse obeys the order and drives to the left. Remember to avoid it. Trees along the way.”

"Hey, hey, you're crazy." Ouyue looked at her in shock: "That's the direction of the monster. We should drive in the opposite direction."

"Please, don't be so disappointed." Nasha looked at him helplessly: "When I was very young, I thought about when I could see this monster. I didn't expect that I would be so lucky that I could see it when I went out."

She stretched her muscles and bones, and then raised the big black axe: "I really don't know if it is as powerful as the legend says, but don't let me down~"

Ouyue looked at Nasha speechlessly, who had become extremely excited. The red in her eyes became even more demonic, her ears stood up, and her long white hair rose up without the wind. She looked very motivated.

"Is there any way I can persuade you to go back now?"

"No."

"Okay, do you need my help?" Ou Yue sighed resignedly. Since he couldn't change the result, he could only see if he could help to increase the probability of survival.

"What is the strongest single-target attack magic you can use?" Nasha asked: "I'm worried that it is immune to physical attacks."

"The high-level jet black spear." Ouyue replied: "Although I haven't tried it yet, I can try to upgrade it to the next level."

The second-level jet-black spear is one of the best attack spells in the world. It can directly blast a gap in the city wall. If the target is a human, unless there is a strong defense method, it will definitely be destroyed. Make fly ash.

"Then let's try this." Nasha took a deep breath: "Just find the right time to throw it out when I get on it. It's best not to completely destroy it. I also want to leave something as a souvenir."

The singing was getting closer and closer as they discussed it, and the two little guys' hearts were beating nervously.

From Nasha's perspective, time in this world flows much slower, and her five senses are perfect. Temperature, sound, even the vibration of air and the flow of elements have become her senses. At this time, even the appearance of a bug can trigger her feelings.

At this time, about thirty meters away, something suddenly broke into her sensing range.

Nasha's pupils dilated, and her originally terrifying vision suddenly improved to a new level. The vampire's life vision was opened, and the fog was no obstacle at all. The sound of heartbeat reached her ears at this time. It was two heartbeats, beating steadily.

The five senses locked onto this guy at the same time. No matter how relaxed the guy moved, there was no way to escape.

Nasha suddenly moved.

She jumped high into the sky, spinning her ax in the air, and the surrounding fog was instantly dispersed. Nasha's leaping figure was like a demon falling from the sky. The lines on the huge ax lit up. The enchantment raised the already powerful destructive power of this weapon to another level.

No matter what it is, it will be cut in half by this blow.

What's more, it was just a middle-aged man riding a white horse.

After seeing the guy clearly, Ouyue rushed out at the same time and slammed into the walking horse. At the same time, he ejected due to the power of feedback, and the pair of riders fell to the ground together with the horse.

The ax failed, and the huge ax blade slammed into the ground. The ground was cracked in a large area, and a crack was even formed in a straight line in the area where it was hit. Sand and rocks flew for a while, and the rocks were blown away. It came from the air and broke into small pieces. The huge airflow even blew away the surrounding fog.

If there's something here, whatever it is, it's probably all turned into mud.

Seeing that she had missed a hit, Nasha raised the ax again. Before she could cut it down, someone suddenly hugged her from behind and grabbed her arm that was about to swing.

"Calm down, he is just a human being." Ouyue stopped her next move.

Nasha was stunned, the color of her eyes slowly faded, and she looked at the frightened young man.

He was wearing a clean dress, but he was wearing short fat trousers and a pair of riding boots. Although he fell to the ground, he tightly hugged the arcophone in his arms, a musical instrument similar to the pipa. With Geeta.

If you wear mismatched clothes and don't know how to fix your hairstyle, it will look so ridiculous.

"Hey, is he really just a human being?" Nasha looked disappointed and let out a long sigh: "My excitement was in vain."

Suddenly, she was stunned, and then when she looked at the guy lying on the ground, a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes: "But resentful souls can parasitize in the bodies of other creatures."

Nasha scratched her head with a headache, and then pointed the ax at this guy: "Hey, reptile, tell me something to prove that you are not a resentful spirit."

"Hey, what's your name?" Ouyue felt a stomach ache at her arrogant tone: "Didn't your father teach you some basic etiquette?"

"I have taught you, but it is only for other races besides humans." Nasha looked impatiently at the human who was still in a daze on the ground: "If you don't say anything, I will chop him to death~"

This human seemed to think for a moment, and then he plucked the strings and sang a melodious and long song.

"My name is Max, I come from the far north ~ I am flying around and have no hometown."

"If you talk in this way, I will cut off your head." Nasha looked at him with a smile and said with a friendly face.

"But this is my job. I live just to be able to sing." The guy who called himself Max straightened his clothes and stood up slowly without fear of the ax in front of him.

He should be close to two meters tall, like a corn stalk. Standing in front of them, his height looked overwhelming. The white horse suddenly stood up and crawled into his hand obediently, looking very obedient.

Max touched the back of the horse and played the harp:

"I~"

Max was about to start singing, but suddenly there was a crisp sound next to his neck. He did not dare to twist his neck, but saw that the ax blade was almost attached to his throat, and he would be cut if he said a word. The reason it was not cut down was that a short sword was facing it, preventing the ax blade from moving forward.

Nasha did what she said. The moment he sang the first word, she swung the axe. Fortunately, Ouyue used the knife in time and could barely hold the axe.

"Nasha, be good, put down your weapon." Ouyue squeezed out these words from his throat. The power coming from his hands was so strong that he could no longer hold on.

"I'm annoyed by guys who ignore me." Nasha looked at him with a smile: "You know, those guys who ignored my warnings are probably dead."

"I was wrong, I'm sorry." Max apologized quickly, and while the ax was held by this unknown elf, he quickly tried to make up for it.

"Bang." Nasha took back her axe, with a trace of disdain on her expression.

Then he walked back on his own, seemingly not caring about him at all.

Ouyue moved his shoulders. The fight just now made his muscles all over his body sore. Even if he turned his shoulders slightly, he could feel that several muscles in his body were stuck.

"Thank you, little brother." The rescued man said to him: "Without you, I would probably be a corpse.

"No, this is what it should be." Ouyue slowly inserted the sword back into her waist: "It's our fault. We didn't understand and attacked you."

"May I ask why you attacked me?" Max turned around and asked, "To be honest, it really scared me."

"We believe that this fog is made by a monster called the resentful soul." Ouyue said: "Legend has it that it attracts lost people with its singing, and then steals the soul."

"I understand, it's my fault." Max smiled bitterly and clapped the arc in his hand: "I'm also lost and a little scared, so I can only rely on singing to cheer up."

"Well, it's good, at least I haven't seen any resentful souls." Ouyue didn't have Nasha's fearless curiosity that sought death. He always believed that curiosity could kill a cat.

At this moment, Nasha walked slowly around the carriage, threw the ax into the carriage, and waited for Ou Yue with her waist stuck in a puff of anger.

"Is that girl your girlfriend?" Max whistled to the girl who turned to leave: "She has good taste, she is a beautiful girl."

"No, it's not." Ao Yue quickly shook her head. He didn't dare. Who knows one day she would kill him with a slap in the head. No matter how good-looking she was, she had to take a detour.

"Oh, it's true that a girl who wields an ax to chop people is not very suitable for dating." Max said with a wry smile: "Maybe one day he will be beheaded."

"Yes." Ouyue agreed softly, turning to look at him.

"Are you injured?" Ouyue asked, "We have medicine for healing."

"Thank you, but I'm fine." Max patted his chest, indicating that he was fine: "It's just that my good friend was a little frightened."

Ouyue looked back and saw the horse and couldn't help but admired: "It's so beautiful."

"Yeah, this is a good horse, you." Max turned his head and looked at his face that was carved from heaven and his pointed ears.

"You're not human," he said in surprise, taking a step back quickly.

Ouyue was stunned for a moment. He touched his ears and suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to put on the cap of his cloak, so he felt the cloak shake and took off the black cap.

This cloak has been cast with a magic called confusion, which makes it difficult for people to identify the race of the person in the cloak. It is effective for people of other races except dwarves.

As for why dwarves can't use it, it can't change their height.

"Who are you?" Max said in surprise, feeling a chill on the back of his neck. He turned around, and Nasha was looking at him expressionlessly. With bright red eyes, a red evening gown underneath the white shawl, and hair floating slightly in the breeze, the whole person looks like a ghost walking out of a story.

Max suddenly froze when he met those eyes, his whole body motionless.

I don't know when Nasha came here, her expression was like looking at a corpse.

"Nasha, don't kill people indiscriminately." Ouyue reminded quickly. He suddenly felt a strong killing intent. Although it was not directed at him, he still felt a deep sense of crisis.

"Oyue, you have to know what it means for a human being who has seen our face and come back alive." Nasha said softly: "Our portraits will be turned into a reward list, and they are willing to spend a lot of money to get it. To see me burned on the stake."

She raised her hand slightly, and the red air flow gathered in her hand, forming a blood-red spear.

"This person must die." Nasha said: "Otherwise, we will die."