Game of the World Tree

"Aid...reinforcement?"

Nightingale was slightly taken aback.

Bento didn't say anything more, he kicked the prison door opened by Nightingale and walked out first.

"You go save the others."

He dropped a sentence, and then came to the entrance of the dungeon, hiding in the shadows in the corner of the stairs.

The entire cell was shaken again, and it seemed that humans could faintly hear the exclamations.

Nightingale's pointed ears moved slightly, and her eyes gradually became brighter.

She sucked her red nose and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. Then she also rushed out of the cell and came to the cell where several young elves were being held.

"Sister Nightingale!"

Seeing Nightingale running, several elves came up at the same time.

"You stand back, I'll unlock it."

said the nightingale.

Several young elves nodded and stepped back obediently.

A slightly older elf hesitated for a moment and asked curiously:

"Sister Nightingale... Who is he?"

He looked in the direction where the lunch box was hiding.

Nightingale hesitated for a moment, then replied:

"A friend I met on the road came with me to save you."

It seems... I haven't asked his name yet...

Nightingale was a little ashamed.

Soon, she opened the door of the cell, and several young elves were refreshed and escaped from the cell.

However, at this time, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps from the stairs at the entrance of the dungeon.

"Quick... take those elves with us and go!"

"Damn it! Where did the crazy black dragon come from!"

"I don't know how long Mr. Berus can resist..."

"Doesn't it know that we belong to the Sauron family?! It's just a mere juvenile black dragon!"

"Stop talking, let's hurry up."

The two fully-armed human mercenaries trot down all the way, cursing as they walked.

As soon as they reached the ground, they saw Nightingale and the others who had escaped.

In an instant, Nightingale looked at them.

Mercenaries... mercenaries!

Her pupils shrank slightly.

Oops! been discovered!

Nightingale's expression tightened, and she quickly protected her younger brothers and sisters behind her.

The two human mercenaries were stunned when they saw the escaped elves.

Immediately, their faces became fierce, and they were ready to call their companions.

However, just as they were about to speak, an agile figure suddenly rushed out from behind them!

It's a lunch box.

Holding a dagger, he had an indifferent expression, and passed through the two stunned mercenaries like a swift lightning bolt...

He moved gracefully and quickly, and the dagger slid across the bodies of the two with ease at the moment of crossing.

In that second, Nightingale only felt a dazzling silver light flashed in front of her eyes.

Skill [Double Flash Thorn]

When she looked more closely, she found that the lunch box had rushed in front of her.

"Okay, let's go."

He put down the dagger in his hand and said calmly.

Walk?

Seeing the unharmed mercenary behind the lunch box, Nightingale was stunned.

At this moment, a long blood line suddenly appeared on the necks of the two mercenaries...

With a "puchi" sound, a terrifying wound opened between their necks, spurting a large stream of blood.

The expressions of the two were still a little dazed, and they didn't seem to understand what happened.

Nightingale only saw that they covered their necks in disbelief, opened their mouths and spat out blood clots, and then their bodies softened and slowly fell to the ground...

Only at this moment did Nightingale react, and looked at the lunch box in shock.

She covered her mouth in surprise, and her eyes were full of shock and brilliance:

He... he just killed two human mercenaries at least level 15 with just one blow?

It can still be so powerful while carrying the racial curse, and it is not as pedantic as ordinary clansmen...

He... who is he?

What a powerful and mysterious wood!

A group of young elves also looked at the lunch box in shock.

There is a bit of fear and a bit of worship in their expressions...

Younger children were slightly older to cover their eyes to prevent them from seeing bloody images.

Faintly, Bento could hear the exclamations of the elves:

"Okay... what a great brother..."

"Could it be... is it the legendary elf wanderer?"

"It feels...a little scary..."

Bento glanced at everyone and didn't care, but turned around and walked up the stairs:

"Follow."

he said.

Nightingale was stunned for a while, but then she regained her spirits, and greeted her younger brothers and sisters to follow.

And when she stepped over the mercenary corpse, she hesitated for a while, but also boldly picked up their weapons, and followed the pace of the lunch box with the other elves.

...

When they walked out of the dungeon, they found that the interior of the tower had fallen into chaos.

The members of the human caravan were hurriedly packing their things, and most of the mercenaries who served as guards were gone.

Outside the tower, the screams of human beings and the joyful and playful dragon roar can be heard faintly...

There are no strong enemies in the tower.

Bento's eyes flashed, and he clenched the dagger in his hand.

And seeing the elves suddenly rushing out of the dungeon, the members of the caravan suddenly exclaimed:

"Yes... elf!"

"How did they escape?"

"Quick! Quickly subdue them!"

Several mercenaries received the call from the caravan members and rushed over from the outside.

And Bento's eyes flashed, and he rushed into the crowd again.

His movements are agile, like entering no man's land, and the few human mercenaries who rushed up were stabbed to the point by him in just one encounter!

"The middle of the black iron! He must be the elf of the middle of the black iron!"

"Hurry up...go and call Master Captain!"

Seeing the mercenaries who were vulnerable under the attack of Bento, the caravan members who stayed behind let out an exclamation.

A member hesitated for a while, picked up a bag of gold coins, turned around and ran outside the tower.

"Humph."

Bento's eyes flashed, he picked up a steel sword on the ground and threw it out.

I saw the steel sword shoot out quickly, rushing towards the fleeing caravan member, stabbing him through the heart.

...

outside the tower.

Twenty human mercenaries, led by silver mages and silver warriors, struggled against the black dragon Myrel...

On the ground, there are traces of the dragon's breath raging everywhere, and several unlucky mercenaries have fallen.

However, the black dragon was unscathed. It was flying in the sky, looking at the mercenaries on the ground with playful eyes.

The silver mage Belus looked at the young black dragon who appeared out of nowhere, with a very ugly expression.

How many years!

How many years has it been!

Since the patriarch of the Sauron family broke through to the legend and got on the line with the adult in the underworld, no one has dared to challenge the majesty of the Sauron family for many years!

Unexpectedly, just a young black dragon with high silver status dared to bully them!

Goddamn beast! Madness!

Bellus clenched his staff tightly, his face gloomy.

Looking at the fallen mercenaries around him, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Black Dragon... do you know who we are?"

"Cut! Evil smuggling caravan!"

Merrell glanced at him disdainfully, roared "rua~", and said proudly:

"Crazy, evil human beings! Leave all your treasures behind! Lord Merrell can consider letting go..."

"Cough cough..."

Halfway through, a light cough suddenly came from Xiao Heilong's ear.

Merrell's expression froze slightly, it coughed twice, and said with a straight face again:

"No, that's not right! Greedy and evil human beings! Leave behind all your treasures and hijacked elves! Lord Merrell can consider letting you go!"

At this time, Bellus noticed a petite figure who had been hiding on the back of the black dragon...

His eyes were slightly condensed, and then he threw an illumination technique.

The gloomy world was suddenly illuminated, and Belus also clearly saw Xiao Xianmiao on the back of the black dragon.

For a moment, his expression was full of astonishment:

"Elves?!"