Game of the World Tree

There are hundreds of fully armed elves!

They have different shapes, most of them wear gorgeous armor, but they are all young elves.

They are holding various weapons, their faces are fierce and crazy, and they look at the half-orcs like killing their fathers and enemies:

“It’s damn! How can I get into the fight so fast? I haven’t eaten the rice yet!”

This sound was dissatisfied.

“Another NPC has fallen down!”

This cried out in exclamation.

“Fucking! Everyone, hurry! Hurry and rescue them!”

This sound was urgent.

“What is that in the sky? Is it a giant dragon?”

This sound was surprised and curious.

“So handsome! Take a screenshot!”

This sound was filled with excitement.

“Screenshot of an egg! That’s the enemy! First rush in to protect the NPC! It’s all experience and contribution!”

This sound…It seems that I can’t breathe.

“Yes! Go in! Protect the NPC!”

“Ula——!”

Their voices are full of madness.

The strange elves of the support looked at the falling flame clansman from a distance, and looked excited and angry, like a giant dragon who was offended by a reverse scale.

They…they are the players here!

After the previous encirclement and suppression of the half-orc hunting team, coupled with the second test of the liver emperor, now the players who have reached the black iron level have approached 400 people, this time is considered to be a rush!

After all, from experience, the rewards of all the main tasks are extremely rich!

Listening to their shouts and feeling the real concern in the words, the eyes of the elves of the flame tribe were red.

“Elf! It’s an elf! Our clansman has come to meet us!”

An elderly elf choked out.

In an instant, the morale of the Flame Tribe revived!

And the team of half-orcs was suddenly a little confused by this sudden attack.

“Where did so many elves pop up again?!”

Looking at the hundreds of tall silhouettes and the gorgeous equipment behind him, the orc priest’s scalp tingled.

The chief priest of the giant mountain not at all told the secret actions of Blackstone, and the Oracle of Ural has not been announced, so now ordinary priests and half-orcs do not know the changes in the fairy forest. …

The hundreds of elves that suddenly appeared, really scared them.

Florsil’s eyes lit up. She raised her staff and ordered:

“Reinforcement has arrived! Everyone works together, we break out!”

It’s just that after fighting with the strange elves, the Orcs were stunned.

Because they found that the strength of these elves is extremely poor, at most only the middle of the lower ranks of Black Iron, and the combat experience is very poor.

In just one attack, several elves were chopped to the ground like vegetables.

“Good…so weak!”

The half-orcs looked at an elf who was knocked down when they greeted, and their faces were surprised.

The priest’s eyes lit up and shouted:

“This is a group of rookies! Grab these young elves!”

And the flame clansman watched The expressions of those young elves who started casualties were full of guilt and sadness.

The remaining dozens of old elves glanced at each other, and they were nodded.

The imposing manner on them changed and they began to work hard without fear of injury!

“Our clansman is using blood and life to create opportunities for us, we must break through!”

They yelled, rushed into the orcs and started fighting.

And looking at these dozens of old elves who almost gave up their lives, the players’ eyes were red.

“Fuck! Grandpa and aunt, don’t you!”

“EXP! It’s all EXP and contribution! My heart hurts!”

“Go! Go and help them!”

“Master Al! Where is Master Al? Ask for support!”

They shouted and killed each other, the same Desperately.

While fighting again, gradually, the hearts of the half-orcs were full of shock.

Because these elves who rushed up were not afraid of death although they were weak.

They do everything they can, in order to cause harm to the orcs, they started a suicidal charge!

Not only that, they seem to ignore their pain at all, even if they still have a breath, they have to bite off a piece of meat from the half-orcs…

Many half-orcs, all He was hugged by these crazy elves, and after they shouted “fire at me!”, they were overwhelmed by the magic of other elves…

“Crazy! These elves are crazy!”

The half-orc priest looked at these elves who didn’t even care about the lives of their companions, and was completely stunned.

The flame tribe was also shocked.

Ferosil looked at the young elves who committed suicide. He was heartbroken, moved, and puzzled.

She yelled:

“Children! Don’t die!”

However, the elves who came to respond did not stop, casualties getting bigger.

In less than ten minutes, dozens of people have died.

For a time, the flame clansman also reddened his eyes.

For so many years, they have not seen such a large casualty in Elf Race in a short time!

Moreover…all young lives!

“Children, don’t die!”

“Kill! Charge ahead!”

“Evil half-orcs, I’m fighting with you! “

All the flame races became angry and started desperately.

Young life… is the future of Elf Race!

The eyes of the players who came to support became even more red when the flame race began to work hard.

“Fuck! Big brother and big sister! Don’t die!”

“Leave us alone! We won’t die!”

“Someone died again, my God! My heart hurts!”

“Hurry up! One-on-one substitutions! Use sacrifices to fight these half-orcs!”

They fought more aggressively.

“It’s crazy! These elves are crazy!”

The orc priest looked at the elves who died for a moment, and was stunned.

At this moment, a thin silhouette suddenly rushed out of the crowd.

It was a small elf boy with silver hair and blue eyes, and his immature face was a bit of fortitude and anger.

He is holding a elven dagger, and is constantly shuttled among the orcs.

And every half-orc who fought with him was destroyed by him in an instant, and he was directly injured.

The imposing manner of the players suddenly flourished:

“Elder Al is here to support!”

“Good job! Al!”

They immediately followed Al’s actions and beat the half-beasts who were badly injured to death.

For a time, the casualties of the orcs began to increase rapidly, and morale plummeted!

“Silver! Another silver!”

Looking at Al, the orc priest looked terrified.

It’s messed up.

It has been completely messed up.

If the appearance of the player can still make the Orcs persist, then the silver-powered Al has become a weight to completely overthrow the balance!

The team of half-orcs has finally begun to rout!

The players who rushed to the front finally joined the clansman.

“Brave children!”

Seeing the players rushing up, Ferosil looked excited.

She waved her staff, ready to continue fighting.

But a player suddenly rushed up and stood in front of her.

Only hearing “pu chi”, the blazing blood cheated her.

The long sword of a half-orc pierced the player’s chest.

For an instant, Ferosil was stunned.

She hurriedly picked up the young clansman who kept coughing up blood, with tears in her eyes:

“Why…why…”

and the player vomited blood On the one hand laughed to her with a tragic look:

“Goddess… said… don’t let you… be harmed, we… will definitely… won’t let you… be harmed…”

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“But…”

Filosir looked sad:

“Even if you don’t stop…I can stop him…”

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Player:…

“cough cough…”

He coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, his neck was crooked, and he died…

Similar situations began to be played out everywhere:

“Child! I’m very old, it’s not worth your guard against me!”

“Child! Cheer up! “

“Why bother! Why are you guys!”

“Ahhh! The damn half-orcs, they are still young, they are all the future of Elf Race…”

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Players have joined the flame clansman’s team, but they don’t at all actively fight the half-orcs…but desperately protect the elves of the flame clans for fear that they will be harmed.

Even at the cost of your own life.

This moved the elves of the flame tribe, but also incomprehensible.

They felt like they had become the Royal Family of the elves when they broke out hundreds of years ago, protected by a crowd of clansman desperately.

Gradually, the battlefield situation reversed, and the half-orcs began to flee under the pursuit of Al and some players…

in the sky’s young Black Dragon Myrell, But it has been unable to break through the barrier.

It can only continue to slam into the cage of light, watching Al and the players who are chasing the orcs, and roaring angrily:

“It is indeed an evil race of wisdom. So cruel! Ruaaa——! I will not let you go!”

As for the elves who died in the hands of the orcs, it has been ignored.

Because in Myrell’s eyes, the evil race deserves the punishment of death…

And listening to the roar of Black Dragon, the players looked dumbfounded:

“Evil wise race?”

“This… is it us?”