Game of the World Tree

　　 The southeast junction of the Fairy Forest and the Dark Mountain.

　　 An old man wearing a hood looked at the lush forest in the distance, and breathed a sigh of relief:

"finally reached."

　　 He turned his head and looked at the more than two hundred people behind him who were dragging their families, carrying packages and bags, and also covering their appearance with long clothes and hoods, smiling:

　　 "We are going home."

　　 The old man is exactly Samir Hayate, the lower silver (level 41) nature priest sent by Eve.

　　The ones who followed him were members of the Elven Flame Tribe.

　　 They have been traveling in the dark mountains for more than a month, and now they are finally going out of the rugged and sinister foothills.

　　 Hearing Samir's words, the elves cheered.

　　 However, Samir’s expression quickly became serious:

"But we can't relax our guard. If I remember correctly, there seems to be a powerful tribe of orcs nearby. Our goal of more than 200 people is still too big. Next, we can't rest, we must go to the Elves at full speed. Mori!"

　　The elves are the darlings of nature. Once they enter the forest, the elves will be like a fish in water.

　　 Although the target of more than 200 people is very big, it is always more concealed and more secure than in a bare dark mountain!

　　, the patriarch of the Flame Tribe, Ferosil Flame, also nodded:

　　 "Yes, the cave tribe of half-orcs settled nearby. They have always been proud of hunting elves. They are the old enemies of our flame tribe."

　　 When she said this, she almost gritted her teeth.

　　 But there is no alternative.

　　 Over the past thousand years, the elves have lost the blessing of the true gods, and they have been burdened by the shackles of the lowering curse, and their strength has plummeted.

　　The elves not only lost all the middle and high-rank priests, but even the birth of the mage became very difficult. The spells only mastered some instinctive zero-ring magic, and they were not the opponents of the orcs backed by the gods...

　　 If it weren't the only way from the Dark Mountains to the Fairy Forest, Ferosil would not want to take this risk at all.

　　 But... it's different now.

　　 The return of the mother **** has been confirmed, and the shackles on the people have been untied. Although everyone's strength is still very weak, they also have a trace of confidence.

　　 "If I really hit them, even if I fight my old life, I will let the little guys in the tribe go back!"

　　Ferosil has a firm expression!

　　 As long as the tribe can return to the Fairy Forest, she is willing to give everything for it, even life!

　　Ferosil believes that under the blessing of the true god, the ethnic group will grow stronger again!

　　 After listening to Ferosil's words, Samir looked very serious:

　　 "Don't worry, Ferosil. I will do my best to assist everyone. Not only that, the mother goddess must also be watching our actions, and He will surely protect us!"

After 　　 said, he suddenly thought of something and turned to look at the other elves:

　　 "Next, before we return to the core area, everyone temporarily suspends daily prayers."

　　 Seeing the puzzled eyes of the tribe, Samir explained:

　　 "The resurrection of the mother **** is still a secret. We are still in the stage of gathering the people and accumulating the foundation. During this period, we cannot expose the return of the mother god! This is about the future of our elves!"

　　 After listening to Samir's explanation, the elves also nodded one after another. Many old elves who subconsciously wanted to draw tree symbols on their chests quickly stopped.

　　 Seeing the cooperation of the clansmen, Samir was very satisfied. He and Ferosil looked at each other, nodded each other, and gave orders:

　　 "Everyone keep quiet, we set off at full speed!"

　　 More than two hundred elves gave a solemn expression, they silently carried their bags and quietly accelerated their steps...

　　 Along the way, Samir has maintained an unprecedented vigilance, he stubbornly kept the piece of world leaf given by Eve in his hand, and is ready to stimulate at any time.

　　 However, this time luck seemed to have favored the elves again. When they returned to the elven forest, the half-orcs did not appear.

　　 Samir finally breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 He wiped the sweat from his forehead as he went all the way, and cast a [Natural Whisper] on the plants in the Fairy Forest.

　　He is not only a priest, but also a druid.

　　 This is a new druid skill he learned after he was promoted to silver under the gods.

　　 And as soon as he played [Naturally Whisper], his expression changed slightly:

"not good!"

"what happened?"

　　Ferosil saw his expression, his heart tightened.

　　 Samir looked solemn:

　　 "Naturally tell me, not long ago... a large number of orcs entered the Fairy Forest!"

　　Ferosil's expression also changed, she frowned for a moment, and sighed:

　　 "I'm afraid... our whereabouts have been exposed."

　　 With the advancement of more than two hundred people, the goal is extremely conspicuous, and exposure is also an event with high probability.

　　Although the elves cover their appearance, their temperament and some of their expressions and movements cannot be concealed.

　　 It is okay to deceive other people, but it is still very difficult to deceive half-orcs with rich experience in elven hunting.

　　 Samir's voice is solemn:

　　 "The orcs are so cunning and evil, we have to prepare for a battle."

　　Ferosil and the other elves heard him, their expressions gradually became firm.

　　 saw that they tore off their hoods, drew out the elven dagger and bow:

　　 "Hehe, I haven't used this bow for many years. I don't know if my arrow technique has regressed."

　　 "When I was young, I was also an excellent elven swordsman until...Although I am now a little older, I can still afford a sword."

　　 "I have already come here, and it is impossible to quit again. For the future of the Elves and the hope of the Flames, let's fight!"

　　 Seeing the determination of the elves~www.ltnovel.com~ Samir's expression is complicated, he sighed and said:

　　 "Next, I will try my best to take everyone around. If I can avoid it, I will avoid it, but if unfortunately, the elderly will rush in front, the young and strong will be the second, and everyone will protect the children to break through!"

　　 The elves listened and nodded in agreement.

The old elves are the strongest, but they have lost their fertility. Although the young and strong are good and have inherited the inheritance, their experience is still a little worse, and the children... are the future of the elves and must be protection!

　　 For a time, the morale of the elves reached a peak.

　　 Under Samir's guidance, they entered the Fairy Forest.

　　 Only this time, the half-orcs seemed to be ready for the action of encirclement and suppression.

　　 Samir has avoided the orcs' ambush as much as possible, but shortly after entering the Fairy Forest, they still ran into scattered orc scouts!

　　 The orcs looked happy when they saw the elves.

　　 They did not advance to attack, but took out a horn from their arms and blew it loudly:

　　 "Woo——"

　　 The loud horn sound is like a signal, constantly spreading around.

　　 "It's the assembly horn of the orcs!"

　　 Samir's face changed suddenly.

　　 Half-orcs, only use this horn when sending out large forces!

　　 And the large army of half-orcs, at least three hundred people are dispatched each time, they are all brave fighters!

　　 Not only that, but the orc priests will also go with them.

　　 This is no longer a force that the weakened flame tribe can resist.

　　 Samir gritted his teeth and shouted:

　　 "Throw away those cumbersome salutes, everyone just bring weapons and break out!"