Before dark, the chaos in the entire Black Zoom Village returned to stability. The panic attack of the monster turned into joy of peace and safety. The more than 300 people in the village felt that life had hope for the first time. This was a joy in suffering.

Zhou Qingfeng also came to Heizuo Village to speculate, but he didn't expect the speculation to be so successful. When the villagers cheered around him, he felt for a moment that he was a chosen person and a savior of all people. But Cirick reminded him...

"Most people in the world are ignorant. If you cannot provide more benefits and cannot establish stronger majesty, they only need a moment to support you, and only a thought will be left to abandon you."

This was completely ridiculed by Cialek, but the smiling faces that the villagers respectfully tried to constantly seek made Zhou Qingfeng feel cold on his back. He was still walking on a tightrope, as if he was walking on abyss, walking on thin ice, and trembling.

But what should be done is still to be done.

Taking advantage of the excitement of the villagers, Zhou Qingfeng simply organized the manpower. As for how these people can be more obedient, there is really no hope.

Todd was sent to Old Borg's shack, and Zhou Qingfeng arranged the affairs of the village and followed. The witch doctor's shack was still the unpleasant smell of blood and rottenness. The dwarf witch doctor was casting spells - "delaying poisonous hair" and "treating minor injuries".

At the last moment, the barbarian pressed the leader of the mud monster with his body and pressed his ugly head tightly into the mud sand. The evil monster naturally had to struggle desperately, and his two front paws kept attacking Todd's chest and head.

By the time the leader of the mud monster was restrained by the paralysis agent, Todd's chest had broken armor, his chest and abdomen were seriously injured, and there were a large number of tear injuries on his head and face, which was beyond recognition and endangered his life.

After casting the spell, the dwarf witch doctor shook his head and said to Zhou Qingfeng: "My abilities are limited, and I can only do this. He may become a useless person from now on, or will never be in a coma. To save him, I need a high-level priest, but I am not."

Old Borg is a wild witch doctor. He can perform the healing magic effect, barely making Todd die. Zhou Qingfeng nodded without asking too much. He asked Cialek, "How should I save my friend?"

"You? You can't save this savage." Cirick sneered without hesitation: "Your friend believes in Sivanas, the god of nature. There is no high-level priest now, it depends on whether his courage can be recognized by the 'Father of the Forest'."

“How to get recognition?”

"Sivanas likes to protect the forest and eliminate believers of monsters. If recognized, your friend will not only heal, but also become stronger.

But your friend is just an ordinary barbarian, and the 'Father of the Forest' will not pay attention to him all the time. If he does not take the initiative to pray, Severas will not know his existence at all. So he is dead." After Cialek said that, he laughed.

The server will not contact the terminal if it is not very important. Todd fell into a coma, which means that it is impossible for him to contact the gods he believes in.

Life and death are nothing to the old dwarf, and it did not comfort Zhou Qingfeng. Instead, it turned excitedly to the three silt monster corpses sent, especially the corpse of the leader, which made it even more amazed.

"Victor, I really want to thank you. You not only provided the formula and craftsmanship of paralyzing poison, but also hunted down monsters that came to attack. This also saved me a disaster. I have never seen such a big mud monster, which is definitely a surprise."

Old Borg said as he wanted to use a knife to dissect the huge corpse, but Zhou Qingfeng stopped him and said, "This monster was killed by Todd and I. Should you ask me first?"

Uh..., the so-called dissection of the dwarf witch doctor is to use an axe and a meat-cutting knife to open a hole in the corpse. Zhou Qingfeng's words made him smile embarrassedly and asked back: "Hello Hugo, you definitely don't want this smelly corpse, right?"

Zhou Qingfeng nodded.

"Then I pay fifty gold coins..."

Before Old Borg could finish his words, Zhou Qingfeng shook his head and said, "You should know that Bann's church has been operating in the Black Forest recently, and you should also know that the humans in the forest are in big trouble."

Old Borg smiled bitterly and spread his hands and said, "The village of Black Zomba is a mud pond. There is nothing to be fought for by the madmen under Bann. If someone is willing to come here to impose his rule, it might be a good thing."

"But this is not a good thing for me. I don't want to accept the fate of being enslaved and leave this ghost place in a decent way." Zhou Qingfeng paused and decided to try to pull the old dwarf into the group. "I want to explore a ruin in the forest."

"What ruins?" Old Borg's ears immediately stood up, "There is really a treasure in this forest?"

"Before the demon's iron curtain shrouded the Northland, there was an elves in this forest."

"City of Silver Leaf." Old Borg rushed to speak, and he asked in surprise: "Do you know the City of Silver Leaf that was abandoned decades ago? It is the deepest fascination of all adventurers in the Black Forest. Everyone wants to find it, but they just can't find it."

Zhou Qingfeng rolled his eyes and pretended to turn a blind eye to the excitement of the old dwarf. He continued to say in a plain tone: "The actions of the Magru tribe are equivalent to stopping my exploration. Those goblins have discovered that city."

"No..." Old Borg immediately shook his head, "You must know that elves have cleanliness. According to rumors, Silver Leaf City has an independent consciousness. They would rather let their city explode than let a group of dirty and ugly goblins occupy their city."

Zhou Qingfeng refused to comment on this, but Old Borg couldn't help himself and said, "Hiss Hugo, what are your plans?"

"I don't have much intention, I just want to enter the elves' ruins. It is said that the elves evacuated in a very hurry and left behind a lot of good things. For example, the bodies of the city lords of the Elf Temple are buried in the catacombs of the Elf Temple, including burial objects."

The old dwarf jumped up and shouted, "Yes, the elves cannot take the initiative to destroy the tomb of their ancestors, and the burial objects may still be there. Even if the elves move away from the coffin, it is impossible to destroy the tomb chamber. There must be good things left inside."

Zhou Qingfeng continued: "There is also the large library in Silver Leaf City, which contains a laboratory for elves to study arcane. Their arsenal may not have been completely emptied, and maybe some valuable enchanting weapons can be found."

"Yes!" the old dwarf shouted loudly again, "The Elf's Arcane Laboratory, this is something that all mages dream of."

Zhou Qingfeng almost stopped breathing after a few words from the old dwarf. The latter asked anxiously: "Hiss Hugo, how do you know this? You have to provide evidence to prove that these things really exist."

The lifespan of elves is always hundreds of years. For these long-lived races, they will carefully create some extremely special things in their long lives. Most of them are works of art, magical items, and various exquisite equipment.

But no matter what it is, elves' things have always been popular in human society. Even ordinary objects used by elves can be sold at a high price. After all, those elves are fine when they are full, and they are so tired of leisure. They are too pursuing the comfort of life.

Zhou Qingfeng only sneered at the excitement of the old dwarf. He walked to the fainted Todd, changed the subject and asked: "Do you think there will be powerful medicines or scrolls in the elves' city that can cure my friend?"
Chapter completed!