Fairy World - Dragon Raptor

Due to lack of mental strength, Zhen Qian could only communicate with the elves for 10 minutes, but he roughly figured out that this place is an isolated island with a small area and surrounded by lakes. The mountains and plains are filled with a kind of elf. The nectar in her mouth comes from the blooming flowers of the flower fairy. It has the effect of restoring life and is also the source of strength for them to live here for a long time.

"Chirp, are you offending the gods?"

"Gods?" Zhen Qian frowned: "What do you mean? No, are you sure there are gods? That's not——"

"Chirp, shush--" The little butterfly's bright eyes flashed with panic, and he said hurriedly: "You are so brave, how dare you offend the gods?"

"Boss, she should be talking about those gargoyles!" Coal Ball's voice came at the right time: "Just now, when Aunt Butterfly approached a gargoyle, I could feel the extremely terrifying aura emanating from it, and when you were unconscious, I also sensed a green dragon stone statue, and I remember that Sister Zhu Zhi’s bloodline aura is exactly the same as hers!”

Zhen Qian covered his ears and turned into a curious baby, lowering his voice and asking: "Those stone statues, no, do you think they are gods?"

"Chirp, huh!" The little butterfly followed suit and replied in a low voice: "The power of the gods is not something we ordinary elves can resist. Mother is so powerful that she doesn't even dare to come close when collecting honey!"

It was the first time for the little butterfly to communicate with an 'elf' other than her mother. She was extremely excited. However, the 10 minutes passed quickly. The effects of the elf ring. One or two guys who were chatting enthusiastically were suddenly poured cold water on them. Returning to the original state again, no one can understand anyone's words.

Little Butterfly twisted her body slightly, and it was clear that she was worried because she suddenly couldn't understand Zhen Qian's language.

"You are outsiders!"

Just as Zhen Qian was trying to regain his mental strength and digest the information brought to him by the little butterfly, a soft sigh came to his ears.

It was Aunt Butterfly's voice. The timbre was very strange. It sounded like the echo of a quiet valley. It was obviously very close but felt far away.

"You," Zhen Qian subconsciously used the word "you", "Can you understand me?"

"Qi——, it should be said that my child still doesn't understand what we are saying!" It was clearly the voice of a cold goddess, but there was a hint of playfulness in it.

Aunt Butterfly continued: "That little thing of yours is magical. If I'm not mistaken, you can talk to my child through that thing!"

Aunt Butterfly woke up the dreamer with her words, and Zhen Qian suddenly realized what kind of language barrier he had. It was because the little butterfly couldn't speak yet, so they couldn't communicate.

Zhen Qian replied: "Yes, I came to this island because of an accident. Do you know what kind of place this is? Or do you know how to get out of here?"

Aunt Butterfly sneered: "This island has no name. I have lived on this island for thousands of years since I can remember. During this period, I have seen outsiders like you more than once, but no one has ever been able to leave this island. .”

After saying this, Aunt Butterfly was silent for a while, seeming to recall some bad memories. The rhythm of her flight became disordered, and both Zhen Qian and the little butterfly began to sway from side to side.

She adjusted her breath and stabilized her figure, but her voice still carried a distant vicissitude, as if it had been passed down from ancient times, "A long, long time ago, my mother accidentally offended a god halfway up the mountain. Her foundation was damaged and she died soon.

Then other elves told her mother that she was destined to die soon, so why not try to leave the island. No elf had been able to leave this place for thousands of years. Why not explore the way for the residents of the island before she died? "

Aunt Butterfly was suspended on a huge blooming flower of the Flower Fairy. While collecting nectar, she told Zhen Qian: "According to legend, there are two ways to leave this place. One is to defeat the strongest god on the top of the mountain and seize the island. With the right to rule, you can then use special power to leave this place and go to the wider natural enemies in the outside world.

The second is to use flesh and blood to withstand the destructive thunder released by the God-killing Formation that sealed the island, and forcefully leave the island! "

"so"

"Even though my mother has practiced for endless years and has supreme strength, she still can't defeat even the lowest gods at the bottom of the mountain. How can she defeat them?"