armyinform Chapter 421 -421-Setting Off for the Bloom Elf Race
Chapter 421 -421-Setting Off for the Bloom Elf Race
After passing through the spatial rift, Caelan’s figure appeared on the Bloom Elf race’s island.
Strictly speaking, this was his first time setting foot on this island. However, the scenery here was indeed quite pleasant. At the very least, for Caelan, it was worth taking a proper look around.
Although most members of the Bloom Elf race were short and ugly in appearance, which was why they were also known as demihumans, with a large enough population base, one could still occasionally see a few Bloom Elf maidens who were beautiful and had fiery figures.
Caelan’s figure moved through a city. He discovered that all the buildings here were constructed from wood. Even the taller buildings were the same.
Puzzled, Caelan asked a stall owner by the roadside.
However, after hearing the question, the stall owner immediately rolled his eyes at him.
"You humans are truly short-sighted. Our Bloom Elf race lives on the promised land of the gods. That is why the wooden structures here are actually designed to prevent divine tremors caused when the gods shake their beds."
The gods shake their beds?
A strange expression appeared on Caelan’s face. Then he could not help asking in return, "You’re saying the gods shake their beds too? But the problem is... gods shouldn’t need to reproduce, right?"
The stall owner rolled his eyes at him and was just about to speak when he happened to see a blond elf passing by.
Immediately, he put away his arrogant expression and became humble and servile. He quickly picked up a souvenir pendant from his stall and presented it to the elf.
"Great Elf-sama, this is a local specialty souvenir from our land. May I offer it to you? You only need to take a photo with me."
The elf glanced at the stall owner, then impatiently waved his hand.
"Move aside, ugly thing!"
After saying that, seeing that the stall owner moved a little too slowly, he directly kicked him in the lower abdomen.
"Get lost, you annoying thing!"
In the elf’s arms, a rather pretty Bloom Elf woman stared at the stall owner with disdain and said, "Dear Mr. Elf, there are always some particularly ugly fellows in our land. I hope they do not affect your mood."
The elf nodded. Then, with his head held high, he strode toward the distant street.
Caelan silently stood to the side.
Seeing this scene, he could not help recalling the world geography lessons his teacher had once taught at school.
The Bloom Elf race had an innate worship of the elf race.
However, they had forgotten that they did not actually belong to the elf race. From a biological perspective, they were demihumans.
Seeing that his goal had not been achieved, the stall owner returned to his stall with an unlucky expression.
Then, when he saw that Caelan had still not left, he immediately said impatiently, "Move aside already. Don’t stand here and affect my business."
"You’re not a god. How would you know that gods don’t need to reproduce or shake their beds?"
"Let me tell you, the reason our great Bloom Elf race designed wooden buildings is precisely to welcome the arrival of divine tremors!"
So...
What exactly were these divine tremors?
A thoughtful expression appeared on Caelan’s face.
However, the next moment, a faint sense of warning suddenly emerged in his heart.
The vast aura of misfortune seemed to be brewing something terrifying. To the point that even his conversation with the stall owner just now had not encountered any misfortune at all!
Clearly, this was extremely abnormal!
Almost instantly, Caelan summoned his [Divine Mirror Domain] and entered first-level alert.
He vaguely felt that something truly terrifying was about to happen.
However, up until now, nothing particularly frightening had actually occurred. The entire environment seemed very safe.
Beautiful neon lights, drifting cherry blossoms, and the azure sea in the distance.
Everything looked so harmonious.
Snowflakes drifted down, making one feel as though they were standing in a fairyland...
Wait.
Where did the snowflakes come from?
Caelan subconsciously looked toward the sky.
Thousands of meters above, countless grayish-white snowflakes were slowly drifting down.
What was even more puzzling was that these snowflakes were not cold. Instead, they gave off waves of warmth.
???
This was not snow at all!
At the same time, the stall owners on the street all quickly sprang into action.
Most foreign tourists did not know what was happening here, but as locals, these stall owners were naturally all too familiar with it.
Their movements were swift and practiced. In an instant, they found the nearest shelter and even brought their belongings inside with them.
Only after these stall owners had already hidden away did the Bloom Elf race’s security officers begin organizing the tourists and guiding them into the shelters.
Caelan was somewhat curious about what the Bloom Elf race’s shelters looked like, so he followed them inside as well.
Inside the shelter, the lighting was not dim at all. On the contrary, it was exceptionally bright. It had even replicated the street outside at a one-to-one scale.
The tourists were still badly shaken, but the stall owners had already set up their stalls again and were even loudly hawking their goods.
The souvenir stall owner from earlier saw Caelan once more.
After confirming that he had no business for the time being, he put on a smiling face and walked over to greet Caelan.
"Human, you came in too!"
"Don’t worry. It’s just our great god doing a little exercise on Mount Sakura."
"It won’t take long. Once the lava erupts, everything will return to normal."
Caelan: ???
So...
Was Mount Sakura erupting?
But why did these Bloom Elf fellows look so calm?
"Aren’t you worried about the volcanic eruption?"
The stall owner was slightly stunned. Then he shook his head firmly.
"Human, you may not understand. Our Mount Sakura is different from other volcanoes. It is the dwelling place of the gods, and the gods will protect us!"
"Relax. Our Bloom Elf race is protected by the gods. There is no way we would—"
Before the stall owner could finish speaking, thick black smoke suddenly poured in from the distant entrance.
The next instant, Caelan clearly felt that the temperature inside the entire shelter was continuously rising.
At this moment, some tourists were already sweating heavily from the heat. One after another, they found the security officers and asked what was going on.
However, the security officers merely told everyone that it was only the god of Mount Sakura exercising, and there would be no danger.
"Human, do you want to buy a souvenir to take back with you? For only one hundred gold coins, this Mount Sakura badge will be yours!"
The stall owner smiled as he waved the souvenir in his hand.
Caelan fixed his eyes on it.
Then his entire body froze.
Wasn’t this the exact same thing he had just tried to give the elf for free?!