Game of the World Tree

　　 Those are hundreds of heavily 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 horrible! How can I be able to fight so quickly? I haven't eaten my food yet!"

　　 This sound was dissatisfied.

　　 "An NPC has fallen again!"

　　 There was an exclamation.

　　 "Fuck! Everyone, rush! Rescue them!"

　　 This sound is urgent.

　　 "What is that in the sky? Is it a dragon?"

　　 This sound was surprised and curious.

　　 "So handsome! Take a screenshot!"

　　 This sound was excited.

　　 "Take a screenshot! That's the enemy! First rush in to protect the NPC! It's all experience and contribution!"

　　 This sound... seems to be so painful that I can't breathe.

　　 "Yes! Go in! Protect the NPC!"

　　 "Ula——!"

　　 Their voices are full of madness.

The strange elves supported by 　　 looked at the falling flame tribe from a distance, with expressions of excitement and anger, like a giant dragon that was offended by the scales.

　　They...they are the players here!

　　 After the previous encirclement and suppression of the orc hunting team, plus the second test of the liver emperor, now the players who have reached the black iron level have approached 400 people, this time it can be regarded as an outing!

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

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

　　 "Elf! It's an elf! Our people came to meet us!"

　　 An old elf choked out.

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

　　 And the team of half-orcs was a little dazed by the sudden attack.

　　 "Where are so many elves popping up again?!"

　　 Looking at the hundreds of tall figures and gorgeous equipment behind him, the scalp of the orc priest was tingling.

　　 The Chief Priest of the Giant Mountain did not disclose Blackstone’s secret operations, and Ural’s oracle was not announced, so now ordinary priests and half-orcs still don’t know the changes in the Fairy Forest...

　　 The hundreds of elves that popped up suddenly really scared them.

　　 and Ferosil's eyes lit up, she raised her staff and ordered:

　　 "Reinforcement has arrived! Everyone works hard, we break out!"

　　 It's just that after fighting the strange elves, the orcs were stunned.

　　Because they found that the strength of these elves is extremely poor, at most only the middle part of the black iron subordinates, and the combat experience is very poor.

　　 was just a confrontation. 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, their faces were surprised.

　　 The priest's eyes lit up and shouted:

　　 "This is a group of rookies! Catch these young elves!"

　　 While the flame race people looked at the young elves who were beginning to take casualties, their expressions were full of guilt and sadness.

　　 The remaining dozens of elderly elves glanced at each other and nodded one after another.

　　 Their momentum changed and they began to work hard without fear of injury!

　　 "Our people are using blood and lives to create opportunities for us, we must break out!"

　　 They shouted, rushed into the orcs and started fighting.

　　 When 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!"

　　 "Experience! It's all experience and contribution! My heart hurts!"

　　 "Go! Go and help them!"

　　 "Where is Lord El! Where is Lord El? Please support!"

　　 They shouted, killed each other, and also fought desperately.

　　 and fought again, and gradually, the hearts of the orcs were full of shock.

　　Because the 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 orc...

　　Many half-orcs were hugged by these crazy elves at once, and then yelled "fire at me!" after they were overwhelmed by the magic of other elves...

　　 "Crazy! These elves are crazy!"

　　 The 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 stunned.

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

　　 she yelled:

　　 "Children! Don't die!"

　　 However, the elves who came to respond did not stop, and the casualties were getting more and more serious.

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

　　 For a while, the flames' eyes were also red.

　　 For so many years, they have not seen such a large casualty in a short time by the elves!

　　 and...all young lives!

　　 "Children, don't die!"

　　 "Kill! Get out!"

　　 "Evil half-orcs, I fight with you!"

　　 All the flame races became angry and started desperately.

　　The young life...is the future of the elves!

　　 And seeing the flames start desperately, the eyes of the players who came to support became even more red.

　　 "Fuck! Grandpa, aunty, big brother and big sisters! Don't die!"

　　 "Leave us alone! We won't die!"

　　 "Someone has died again, my God! My heart hurts so much!"

　　 "Quick kill! One-on-one substitutions! Use sacrifice flow to fight these half-orcs!"

　　 They fought more aggressively.

　　 "Crazy! These elves are crazy!"

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

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

　　 It was a small elf boy with silver hair and blue eyes, and a tender face with a bit of determination and anger.

　　 He is holding a elven dagger, and he keeps moving among the orcs.

　　 And every half-orc who fought with him had his arm abolished in an instant, and he was directly seriously injured.

　　 The momentum of the players suddenly rose:

　　 "Elder Al is here to support!"

　　 "Good job! Al!"

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

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

　　 "Silver! Another silver!"

　　 Looking at Al, the orc priest looked terrified.

　　 messed up.

　　 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 player who rushed to the forefront finally joined the flames.

　　 "Brave children!"

　　 Looking at 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.

　　 He only heard a "puff" sound, and the hot blood cheated her.

　　 A half-orc long sword pierced the player's chest.

　　 For an instant, Ferosil was stunned.

　　 She quickly picked up this young tribe who was coughing up blood, tears in her eyes:

"why why……"

　　 and the player smiled at her while vomiting blood, with a solemn expression:

　　 "The goddess... said... don't let you... be harmed, we... must... not let you... be harmed..."

　　 "But..."

　　Filo Hill looked sad:

　　 "Even if you don't stop...I can stop him..."

　　 Player:...

　　 "Ahem..."

　　 He coughed up two mouthfuls of blood. UU read www.uukanshu.com with a crooked neck and died...

　　 Similar situations began to show up everywhere:

　　 "Boy! I'm very old, it's not worth your guard for me!"

　　 "Child! Cheer up!"

　　 "Why bother! Why are you guys!"

　　 "Ahhhhhhh! Damn half-orcs, they are still young, they are the future of the elves..."

　　 Players have joined the team of the flame tribe, but did not actively fight the half-orcs...Instead, they desperately protected the elves of the flame tribe for fear that they would be harmed.

　　 even at the cost of his own life.

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

　　 They felt as if they had become the elven royal family during the break-out in the ancient times, and they were desperately protected by a group of people.

　　Gradually, the situation on the battlefield reversed, and the Orcs began to flee under the chase of Al and some players...

　　 The young black dragon Myrell in the sky, but he 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 orcs, roaring angrily:

　　 "It turned out to be an evil and intelligent race, so cruel! Ruaaa——! I will definitely not let you go!"

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

　　Because in Myrel's view, the evil race deserves death punishment...

　　 And listening to the black dragon's roar, the players looked dumbfounded:

　　 "The evil race of wisdom?"

　　 "Is this... us?"