No wonder it’s the magical beast with the strongest defense and physical attack among the fifth rank.

Staring at the dark forest sky, James Grant’s thoughts drifted far away.

Just during the day, he was fighting with a few thieves, but he never expected that by nightfall he would already be in another world, and encounter so many strange and bizarre things.

James Grant’s ability to adapt wasn’t weak, otherwise he would have already broken down.

And somehow, he had inexplicably obtained the power of the Moon God—this was a divine power that only a handful of people in this world could obtain. Besides himself, the others were all prominent figures.

In addition, during the fight, he had even tamed a magical pet.

That was definitely an accident! James Grant knew he didn’t have the ability to tame such a big guy; it must have been the jade token on his chest that played an important role.

“Are you asleep?” A gentle voice sounded in his ear, pulling James Grant back to reality.

“No. I’m not sleepy!” James Grant answered honestly.

He’d have to be a ghost to fall asleep! James Grant thought to himself.

“I can’t sleep either!” There was a hint of anxiety and a trace of worry in Monica Morton’s tone, which surprised James Grant a little.

“Because of me?” James Grant cut straight to the point.

Silence. Monica Morton didn’t answer.

“It’s fine, I’m here.” James Grant didn’t know where this confidence came from.

“You should take King Kong and head north.” Monica Morton suddenly turned over. In the darkness, James Grant felt as if he could still see her gem-like, enchanting eyes.

“Why? Isn’t your tribe in the south?” James Grant also turned over. The girl’s breath brushed against his old face, making him feel comfortable, and the desire he had suppressed began to stir again.

“No reason, just go north, the farther the better!” Monica Morton’s voice trembled slightly, and there was even a faint sob in it.

“The Divine Prayer Spell has tightly bound us together. Do you think I’d leave alone?” After chatting with the little beauty, he learned that once the Divine Prayer Spell was used, if the summoning succeeded, the caster and the one cast upon would be linked for life, sharing life and death!

When Monica Morton, blushing, told James Grant this result, James Grant’s legs went weak!

Didn’t this mean that he’d have a stunning beauty by his side for the rest of his life? This also explained why James Grant always felt a strange sense of familiarity with Monica Morton.

It was all because of the Divine Prayer Spell.

“I don’t want to hurt you!” After a long silence, Monica Morton finally decided to tell the truth.

James Grant felt a small hand gently caress his cheek, so slow, yet so tender.

“Every elemental spirit summoned by a priestess is the hope for the survival of the elves. But I didn’t summon an elemental spirit, so I’ve already become a sinner.”

“Damn it, just because you didn’t summon an elemental spirit you’re a sinner? Who the hell made that rule?” James Grant cursed, taking the opportunity to grab Monica Morton’s small hand and play with it.

“You don’t understand the way the elves survive, that’s why you think that way.” Monica Morton let James Grant knead her hand, and slowly said, “The elves are nature’s darlings, but our beautiful appearance and innate affinity with nature have deprived us of the ability to reproduce.”

“What the hell! Then how did you all come about?” James Grant froze, utterly shocked.

Could it be that they popped out of rocks like monkeys? Good grief, that’s not a good thing.

Monica Morton chuckled softly, but the darkness kept James Grant from enjoying the sight.

“We have the Tree of Life, and we have the Spring of Life!” Monica Morton continued to explain. Taking advantage of James Grant’s daze, she pulled her small hand back and poked Young Master Qin’s forehead. “Every woman who reaches childbearing age only needs to take a sip from the Spring of Life, and she will conceive a new elf.”

Isn’t this just like the Daughter Kingdom’s Mother-Child River?

“If a man drinks it, will he get pregnant too?” James Grant hurriedly asked, thinking to himself that he’d better never drink that damn spring water.

“There are no men in our tribe…” Monica Morton’s voice grew softer and softer, but her words hit James Grant like a hailstorm.

“There are many branches of elves. Some tribes have male elves, but our tribe has no men… because we are the Dark Elves!”

James Grant didn’t know why Monica Morton was suddenly so shy, but he really wanted to know one thing.

“Then you all… you know… if you have those kinds of urges, what do you do?” Even with his thick skin, James Grant’s heart pounded as he asked.

“I don’t know…” Monica Morton’s voice was soft and weak, which was extremely alluring to the now burning-with-desire James Grant.

Whenever she thought of the dirty things in her tribe, Monica Morton felt too ashamed to face anyone.

“Did you know? Elemental spirits not only help a priestess increase her power, but also help the Tree of Life grow faster and increase the ever-dwindling Spring of Life…”