Game of the World Tree

Nightingale swears that this is the most ruthless and powerful elf she has ever seen in her life!

Although she knew that this mysterious wood was very strong, she did not expect him to be so powerful, without the pedantic nature of ordinary elves...

Originally, she took up the weapon, determined to prepare to help Bento to fight the enemy together.

Only after rushing out of the dungeon, she found herself completely reduced to a spectator.

The lunch box is like a Shura from hell, constantly shuttling among the caravan members, launching a massacre...

Yes, it is massacre.

Of the more than ten human beings, no one was able to go through three moves under his hands!

This... even includes a few heavily armed mercenaries!

The lunch box is deadly, and his subordinates are ruthless, and all the humans who have fought against him have turned into experience points.

"Good...it's amazing!"

Nightingale looked at his back, and her eyes were full of brilliance.

For some reason, as a kind elf, she should have felt resistance and disgust to this kind of murderous style, but at this moment, Nightingale could only admire and excited...

Yes!

That's how it should be!

Treat the enemy like this!

Nightingale clenched her little fist excitedly.

In the blink of an eye, apart from the pungent bloody smell, there was no longer a standing human being in the entire tower.

What surprised Nightingale was that the bodies of those humans who were killed by the lunch box would quickly wither and age, and eventually turned into ashes. It's like taking out all the vitality!

At the same time, in her perception, the aura on the lunch box continued to grow with the killing...

Nightingale's eyes widened instantly.

He... can he absorb the life force of the enemy?

This... what kind of ability is this?

Faintly, she felt that she had heard of such a similar ability somewhere, but she couldn't remember it...

Finally... it seems to have broken through a certain critical point, Nightingale only saw a light flashing on the lunch box, and then the whole person's breath suddenly rose!

He... he got promoted?

He was actually promoted to the black iron median (level 21) in the battle? !

This... what a powerful talent this must be!

The splendor in Nightingale's eyes was even more extraordinary.

The lunch box chased the last two fleeing humans and rushed out of the tower...

Seeing the lunch box rushed out, Nightingale hesitated for a while, and said to her younger siblings who were following behind her:

"Follow me closely! There will definitely be a fierce battle soon, don't walk around!"

Although the wood is very powerful, and it seems that there are strong reinforcements, there are two human professionals with silver strength outside!

That... is a real mid-level professional!

Next...there must be some hard work!

Thinking of this, she bit her lip, clenched her weapon, and followed the pace of the lunch box...

As soon as they came to the door, Nightingale heard a high dragon howl!

A powerful Longwei unleashed indiscriminately, causing her to shiver involuntarily.

When Nightingale saw clearly a behemoth in the sky, her pupils shrank slightly:

"Black... black dragon?!"

damn it! Where did a black dragon emerge from? !

Could it be... was it summoned by a member of the caravan? !

For a moment, Nightingale's face turned pale.

As a representative of evil creatures, Nightingale has not less heard the legend of the black dragon...

Every black dragon is a cruel and despicable existence!

Yeying's heart tightened, she immediately raised her vigilance, and immediately protected her younger brother and sister behind her, and said in a serious and fast voice:

"There's a black dragon outside! Hurry up and find a place to hide!"

However, as soon as she finished speaking, she heard the excited and joyful voice of the black dragon:

"rua!"

"Evil and greedy human beings! You loot treasures and hurt elves! Today the great dragon Merel wants to seek justice for the kind elves! Show the justice of the world!"

"Die! rua!"

nightingale:……

and many more……

What did she just hear?

This black dragon just said to seek justice for the elves?

Did she... hear it wrong?

"rua~! Evil human beings! Don't run! Come and accept the righteous punishment from Lord Merrell!"

nightingale:……

Is it...is it really a black dragon and not a silver or gold dragon?

The girl's eyes widened, and she looked outside carefully...

Seeing this, her eyes widened.

She... She actually saw that the black dragon and the humans were fighting together!

Not only that, but she also saw several well-armed elves following the black dragon!

This... what is this situation?

When did the black dragon stand with his clan?

Could it be... could this be the reinforcements that the wood said?

They...they captured a black dragon? !

Nightingale looked dull.

Subconsciously, she looked at the humans again.

Seeing this, her eyes suddenly became strange.

Those mercenaries who were fully armed in Nightingale's memory... At this moment, they didn't even wear a single piece of equipment.

Even the two leading silver professionals were wearing simple linen clothes...

Everyone fled in all directions under the pursuit of dragons and elves.

What about their weaponry?

Nightingale was stunned.

The tough fight she had imagined did not come to pass.

What appeared... was an extraordinarily funny chase...

I saw the black dragon chasing the two silver professionals who had taken off their equipment, spitting the dragon's breath and playing with them while shouting "rua~rua~":

"Cowardly humans, what are you running for? Don't run! Let's fight with Lord Merrill!"

And the female elf riding on its back was waving an extremely windy staff, and the spell in her mouth kept reciting.

She kept throwing fireballs at the two professionals, and her little red face looked extremely excited...

Following her movements, huge fireballs exploded around the two silver professionals.

The sound roared, blasting out giant pits with white smoke...

However... it's a pity that none of them were thrown.

"Evil dragon! Despicable elves! Bastards! You are not trustworthy! You have betrayed your own glory! If you dare to attack us, the Sauron family will not let you go!"

The old wizard, with his charred beard scattered, roared angrily while using his spell to avoid the breath of the black dragon.

"Berus! You idiot! If I can go back alive this time, I must report you!"

Another swordsman with silver strength also cursed angrily while avoiding the dragon's breath.

As for the rest of the humans... they fled in a panic under the pursuit of the elves.

The elves laughed while chasing down the helpless human mercenaries:

"Hahahaha! Where are we not trustworthy? You are too stupid!"

"Want to go back alive? Face death!"

They were excitedly chasing and slashing the mercenaries with their weapons, like hunters hunting their prey!

Don't say, this kind of pressureless pursuit is simply not too cool...

Soon, the first dead person appeared.

A mercenary ran too slowly, and a player who was chasing after him instantly gave him a chill.

His body trembled, and the whole person let out a scream, and then turned to ashes under the horrified eyes of the other mercenaries...

Looking at the large amount of experience points received, the player who killed him was refreshed:

"I'll go! They're not very powerful, but they provide a lot of experience! They're not worse than the Orcs at all!"

For a time, everyone's eyes lit up...

"Not worse than a half-orc?"

"And you can kill alone!"

For a time... the elves were even more excited.

I saw them screaming and increasing the intensity of the pursuit, as if they were afraid that they would be taken away by others if they were too slow...

A battle that was supposed to be heroic has completely turned sour.