Game of the World Tree

Hearing Samir’s words, the clansman of the Flame Tribe hesitated for an instant.

A trembling old elf reluctantly touched the suitcase in his hand, opened a corner, revealing thick and old books engraved with gorgeous patterns.

His voice is bitter:

“This…this is all the paper classics we brought out from the forest of the elves desperately back then. It is the inheritance of Elf Race for thousands of years. If we leave it, then Elf Race……”

Samir gave him a complicated look and sighed:

“The mother god has returned, and civilization can continue, but if The elves are all dead, so there is nothing left.”

Ferosil touched the thick genealogy of the flame tribe he was carrying, and turbid tears flashed through the corner of his eyes.

“Hey…”

She sighed, and under the unbelievable gaze of the old elves, she cruelly inherited the flame family for thousands of years and recorded the tribe Numerous thick genealogies of history and glory were thrown on the ground…

“Clan…patriarch!”

Several old elves turned pale with fright.

Ferosil took a look at them, and released the aura of the upper black iron on his body…

For a while, all the old elves were quiet, face Band looked at her pleadingly.

Filosir avoided their gaze, his voice was as cold as iron, and with an imposing manner that could not be refuted:

“History is written by civilization, silver civilization After all, the carrier is the elves themselves. If we can’t even protect ourselves, these classics…don’t worry!”

“Look at the children in the clan! We still have a future, we still have hope! We Having lived a life of turbulent displacement for a lifetime, we can’t let them live like us anymore!”

After speaking, she commanded in an old voice:

“All People, throw down the weight and dry food, only wear weapons, and protect the children to break through at full speed!”

Seeing the respected Old Patriarch is like this, the elves hesitated for a while, and then they came to the hands. The luggage was thrown on the ground.

For a while, some weeping appeared in the crowd.

The old elves, with red eyes, drew out their weapons, glanced sadly at the luggage on the ground, and followed angrily roared:

“Breakthrough! We break through!”

Countless magical brilliance bloomed from them.

These old elves who have survived to the present, although they are already very old, they were also the most powerful fighters in Elf Race!

Looking at clansman who turned grief into strength, Ferosil felt a little dazed for a while.

She seems to have returned to the day when she led the elven Legion, desperately breaking out of the elven forest under the resistance of the coalition of humans, orcs and half-dragon human…

took A deep breath, she raised her inheritance thousand-year-old flame staff:

“Friends, let’s go! Let’s go home!”

The dazzling magical light shines from the staff Released, the plants in front of them suddenly gave way to a path.

Three-ring magic, [Jungle Command].

More than two hundred elves began to change their formations, and all the elderly elves came to the outermost periphery, with elven warriors and elven rangers as their pioneers, and mages, druids and elven shooters as their backing.

The young men carried the young elves on their backs and were guarded in the middle of the team.

“Charge!”

They were yelled and charged along the road opened by patriarch.

After they left, the plants closed again, covering the original road.

“Not good! Those elves want to break through!”

The expression of the orc scout who had been staring in the distance changed and quickly blew the horn again.

And the team of orcs hidden in the Fairy Forest also began to act under the guidance of the horn.

“Those scouts are delivering messages, kill them!”

Hearing the scout’s horn, Samir’s expression changed and shouted at the elf hunters in the team.

Several elf hunters hesitated, they habitually aimed at each other’s limbs.

At this time, an elderly elf snatched the bow, aimed at the orc scout and shot it…

The arrow came in an instant and penetrated the orc accurately. Throat.

Then, the old elf looked at the hunters and said with red eyes: “When is it all, stop being kind! Think about how they have treated us all these years Come on! Is your precise arrow technique just for shooting targets?!”

“Even if the killing will cause us to fall into hell after death, we have to make a way out for the flame tribe!”

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A trace of shame flashed across the faces of several elf hunters after hearing what he said.

But soon, their expressions became firm, and they raised their bows and arrows.

And the main team of half-orcs finally intercepted the elves of the flame tribe under the guidance of the horn.

Nearly a hundred fully armed orcs rushed out of the forest. Under the blessing of the priest’s divine technique, their bodies flashed with the light of divine force, blocking the way of the elf.

At the same time, there are more half-orcs coming from farther in the forest.

“Leave the old elves alone, and capture all the females and young elves alive!”

In the half-orcs team, the priest who led the team let out a shout.

“hmph!”

Samir sends out coldly snorted, and powerful magic power continues to converge on him.

Accepting Eva’s favor, he has become a Level 41 silver lower priest of nature.

But in fact, he has another profession——

Druid.

As the Nature Priest was promoted, his druid profession also received feedback, and he was also promoted to the lower position of Silver!

This is also the real reason why Eva chose to let him find Elf Race people!

In order to protect the secrets of the mother god, Samir does not intend to use the divine technique lightly, but the magic that belongs to the druid can be used.

Following the sound of incantation, numerous thick vines burrowed out of the soil, entwining the half-orcs who rushed up.

“Intermediate Druid!”

Among the orcs, the priest uttered a strange cry, and the entire team was stagnant in an imposing manner.

Intermediate…that is already silver.

In the entire cave tribe, only the chief priest has this strength!

For a time, the half-orcs were a little confused.

The old elves in front of the team refreshed. They drew out their weapons and seized the opportunity to chop the bad luck half-orcs to the ground.

However, if you observe carefully, you will find that the elves do not at all kill to the last one to the orcs, as long as they lose their battle strength, they will no longer chase…

Benevolence…

It is the glory of Elf Race and the sadness of Elf Race.

The magic of Samir is like a subversive weight thrown into the balance of war.

The powerful controlling magic was displayed. Almost instantly, the battle strength of the half-orcs was defeated by the desperate elves, who were good at hand-to-hand combat.

However, even with the strength of silver, Samir could not control all the half-orcs.

There were still many orcs rushing in and fighting with the elves.

As soon as the battle took place, the gap was reflected.

The old elves are older, while the half-orcs are mostly young and strong.

They already had the upper hand in physical and energy, and they received the instruction to kill to the last one of the old elves, so… just a moment, several old elves fell.

Seeing clansman who was killed in battle, Ferosil’s eyes were red.

Every old elf who has lived to the present is her comrade-in-arms.

And every old elves who have experienced a long time have also mastered countless knowledge…

If you put it in a peaceful age, every elder is a race The most precious existence.

But now, they have to work hard for the future of the race.

Firosir closed his eyes and opened them again.

She turned her grief into strength, and while constantly applying magic shields to the clansman ahead, she shouted:

“Kill! Let’s kill!”

The death of the old elves was not without effect, they also consumed the power of the orcs.

Desperately, they actually tore open the encirclement!

Seeing the forest ahead, Samir’s eyes lit up and shouted:

“We have succeeded in breaking through! Everyone should work harder and get out of the battle quickly. People entangled!”

After speaking, he glanced at the injured old clansman in the team, gritted his teeth and said:

“The elderly and the wounded… !”

After finishing speaking, he said to Firosir:

“Firossier, you took the clansman to break through, and I will stay to help the queen!”

Florsil’s expression congeals, wanting to say something, but seeing Samir’s firm gaze, finally nodded:

“You…must follow.”

After speaking, she raised her staff and loudly shouted again:

“Breakthrough!”

After that, she took the remaining clansman to move on.

The priests hidden in the Orcs team complexion changed:

“Not good! They are going to break out! Quick! Quickly summon Lord Meriel! Can’t let them break through!”

The orc on the side received the instruction and quickly took out a horn and blew it to the sky:

“Woo–“

The horn sounded very loudly , Spread far, far away…

And soon, countless birds flew out of the forest. They seemed to be frightened in some way and began to flee.

“Rua——”

An excited neigh came from in the sky.

“What sound?”

The elves immediately became extremely alert.

However, before they lifted the head, a huge coercion came to the scene.

Everyone including the half-orcs was involuntarily shivered in an instant.

A huge shadow hung over the elves who broke out.

Filo Hill slowly lifts the head.

She saw a terrifying huge monster!

Her appearance, black hair and ink scales, skull-like head, and the iconic spikes and horns on the top of her head…

For a moment, her pupils burst Shocked, the whole person couldn’t help but screamed out:

“Black…Black Dragon!”

Black Dragon!

Of all the giant dragons in the Seggs world——

The most violent and despicable, the most evil and cruel, and the most notorious existence!