Chapter Eighteen: A Hundred Years of Sorrow

  Everyone was busy, Mo Xinke and Sasou, Stillberg were busy burying the bodies, and out of respect for the dead, at least let Qilian rest easy, and also set up tombstones for the deceased. Xian Ni was busy comforting Qilian, while Han Jin was busy reviewing anatomy.

  The scene left behind the bodies of fifty or sixty human-faced eagles, and Han Jin dissected them one by one to find any possible demon crystals. It would take only one sentence to describe the whole process, but in reality, it took Han Jin two hours to complete. In the end, he obtained seven blocks of water-blue demon crystals, among which the largest one was as big as a baby's fist, crystal clear and very beautiful, while the other few blocks were like pigeon eggs, not even adding up to the size of that one block.

  Then Han Jin cut down another pile of branches and threw a human-faced eagle into the bonfire, he was going to conduct a very important scientific experiment.

  The appearance of the human-faced eagle is very strange, except for a sharp and long beak, other parts are almost the same as humans, especially the eyebrows and eyes, which are almost identical. Therefore, the human-faced eagle's vision is notoriously poor among birds. Moreover, the human-faced eagle has a smooth and round neck, neither looking up nor down, but only observing the neck, and no one can tell that they are human-faced eagles. The human-faced eagle that died with the warrior even had an Adam's apple, and the top-grade magic crystal was obtained from its body. When dissecting it, Han Jin saw it clearly and got goosebumps on the spot. In fact, this does not conform to biological evolution. When flying at high altitudes, strong winds will greatly accelerate heat loss, and birds need feathers to protect themselves. Of course, the knowledge that Han Jin possesses may not apply here, after all, they are from two different worlds.

  The smell of the roasted human face hawk gave Han a burning sensation, he gritted his teeth and tore off a piece of meat from the roasted human face hawk's body, placing it lightly in his mouth, chewing slowly.

  That's right! As expected, the meat of the back-haired lizard provides about ten times more energy than bread under the same weight, and the meat of the human-faced eagle provides dozens of times more energy than the back-haired lizard! However, the human-faced eagle's meat is too difficult to eat and too tough. Due to special training methods and physical modifications, he now has a pair of unmatched teeth, but it's still a bit hard to chew on the human-faced eagle's meat.

  Han Jin's gaze fell on the magic crystal, those six small magic crystals each had an energy of around 100 jia, and the top-grade magic crystal had an energy of over 1,000 jia. If he could eat all these magic crystals, his energy would not be much different from Mo Xinkou's. Unfortunately, he didn't dare to eat a single one, nor could he eat them. This wasn't something that belonged to him alone, but to everyone. No matter big or small matters, Han Jin was not someone who easily made mistakes, even though he desperately needed energy.

  "Raphael, come here!" Mosuke shouted loudly.

  Han Jin turned his head and glanced at Mo Xinkai, tore off a large piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth, then stood up and walked towards Mo Xinkai.

  The work on the side of Mo Xueke has been completed, and he is sitting in a semicircle with Sasou and others on the lawn, seemingly discussing something, and Xian Ni'er is also there.

  "What's wrong?" Han Jin asked as he sat down.

  "Miss Kaili has fainted from crying several times, and there's no way we can hurry along unless...we abandon her here and don't care about her, otherwise we won't be able to move either," Sasori said.

  "Then stay here." Han Jin said, actually he didn't want to leave, the energy of those people's faces hadn't been absorbed yet, what a waste! Thinking of sleeping and someone would bring him a pillow, just to his liking: "Anyway, I don't have anything to do, Mo Xinkuo, how about you?"

  "I'm fine too."

  Han Jin looked at Sasou, and Sasou smiled: "I'm a wandering poet. In recent years, I've been drifting between cities, listening to you all. It doesn't matter to me; if you say leave, I'll leave; if you say stay, I'll stay."

  "Xian Ni Er, how about you?" Han Jin asked.

  "It's not a bad thing to stay in the forest at this time..." Xanier smiled.

  "At this time? Xian Ni Er, are you intentionally hiding something?" Han Jin said slowly: "Of course, if you don't want to say it, let's just forget I asked."

  "I can tell you, war is about to break out," Xanier said in a low voice.

  "War? It seems like this continent is always at war?" Sasori smiled: "Xian Ni Er, you're quite humorous."

  "This is not an ordinary war." Xanier's expression turned cold: "The Lord of Zagunid in Black Crow City and the Lord of Malishen in Deep City have formed an alliance, jointly attacking Holy Crown City. It won't be long before we all become slaves to the dark forces."

  "Haha... Seniel, you're too pessimistic. Sacred Crown City and Wild Willows City are also allies. If the elves of Wild Willows City send troops to support us, Zargoned and Marishein won't have it easy." Mo Xinko shook his head.

  "The problem is right here, Wilder Castle has already refused Lord Disemark of Sacred Crown City's request." Xanier said coldly.

  "How is this possible?" Mo Xinkai was stunned.

  "Why is it impossible? Zagunede and Malishen freed all the spirit slaves and prisoners of war, and signed a permanent non-aggression treaty with Wildwind City."

  "Absurd! They actually believe in such absurd things?" Mo Xinko jumped up: "Malishen is a bit better, but Zaguined is simply a butcher! If Holy Crown City falls, the next one will definitely be Wild Willow City! Have those elves gone stupid?!"

  "In fact, the Wilder Castle has been passed by a national referendum and the decision of the Council of Elders." A hint of sadness flashed in Xanthe's eyes, then she shifted her gaze to another direction.

  "Unbelievable... Unbelievable...... They're really crazy!" Mo Xinkou couldn't believe the decision of Ye Liu City. To think that the outcome of this war would directly affect their lives, in the past, the several major lords had been at a stalemate with each other, and no one could thoroughly defeat anyone else. In order to expand their population and increase their strength, they didn't dare to go too far, even the most ruthless and bloodthirsty Zha Gu Nede was subject to certain restrictions. If Zha Gu Nede were to gain victory, with no one to stop him and nothing to worry about, his true nature would be fully revealed, and it's possible that he could turn this place into a living hell.

  "I've been to Wilderun City, and I roughly understand some of their thoughts." Sasou said in a low voice: "The elves are a peaceful-loving race, they are extremely disgusted with war and fearful of it. The long-lasting wars that lasted for hundreds of years have completely crushed their will, so they would rather believe in an absurd contract than join the war again."

  "Why didn't humans get crushed?" Han Jin retorted.

  "You should know that the lifespan of elves is very long, and cannot be compared to humans." Sasori smiled: "When human warriors are tired of war, they are already old, or haven't even had time to get tired of war before dying on the battlefield. They can leave because new, young, hot-blooded people will fill their positions. The lifespan of elves is over a thousand years, can you imagine? An elf who has been killing on the battlefield for over 200 years, how exhausted his heart must be? It can even be said that they are already on the verge of collapse, and it's a total collapse!"

  Xian Ni'er suddenly bit her lips hard, but from the look in her eyes, it was clear that she understood everything Sasou said.

  "Don't talk about loving peace, even if it's us, can we maintain our fighting spirit on the battlefield for two hundred years? Your loved ones, your friends, your companions fell one after another on the battlefield. You've seen countless deaths, you've experienced countless joys and sorrows, and then, can you really maintain your fighting spirit?" Sasu said slowly: "Moreover, in these two hundred years, not a single elf has died of old age, almost all have died on the battlefield. Do you know what this means for a race?"

  Han Jin revealed a bitter smile, if the elves of Ye Liu City had been insisting on the battlefield for more than 200 years, then no matter what they did, it was not blameworthy. If he were Han Jin, he couldn't bear it either. In comparison, humans have a strong advantage, with rapid metabolism and always having fresh blood flowing in to maintain their vitality.

  Everyone fell into silence. After all, they were insignificant small figures who were powerless against fate and could only passively accept it, regardless of whether the future was dark or bright.