Game of the World Tree

Even though I have heard too many strange legends about these new generation elves in the forest of elves, when Athos saw these handsome and beautiful long ears rushing over with a grim and excited expression... I still couldn't bear it. Live in a trance.

No way, this picture is too impactful for the creatures in the world of Saigus.

The elegant, beautiful, kind and peaceful image of the elves has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people...

Even though he was already mentally prepared, there was still a hint of strangeness in Atos' expression when he saw these guys who were like roadblocks.

In particular, some elves have painted their faces, and their equipment is also wrapped in a lot of vines, just like savages in the deep mountains and old forests.

Even if Athos could guess that they were dressed like this to make their figure better fit into the forest, but once he thought that the purpose of this practice was probably for sneak attacks, he couldn't help but glance at the elves.

These guys...

It really looks like a human bandit!

The elves rushed fast and cooperated very well.

At the front are three silver elf warriors with heavy armor who specialize in guardianship.

There are several elf hunters with ranger specialization and assassin specialization behind them.

At the end, there are four or five spellcasters wielding staffs, who should be druids and elf mages.

There are a total of eighteen elves, all of them of the silver rank.

This battle, said that it was not an ambush in advance, Atos did not believe it.

You must know that although the magic power of the world of Saigus has rebounded now, the silver professionals are not so bad.

At least...not yet.

From the known information, even the elves whose strength is growing faster and faster, it seems that there are not too many silver professionals.

These guys have definitely been watching since the two of them left the base.

They must have something inside the stronghold...

Maybe... those chambers of commerce?

Athos's heart moved slightly.

Of course, Athos didn't care much whether there was a spirit inside the stronghold or not.

Those adventurers had nothing to do with him either.

It's just survival of the fittest.

Fighting is the fate of all intelligent races. As a believer of the God of War, he can't believe it.

Athos was very calm, and he didn't pay any attention to the spirits that rushed up.

However, the orc Hercules, who has always been violent, is different.

He snorted coldly, waved his red axe, and slashed towards the elves who were rushing up...

The power of the legendary powerhouse is terrifying...

Even if Hercules didn't use his full strength, the terrifying force also split the three heavily armored elf warriors who were wearing defensive magic into flesh.

Even with the equipment on them, they can't see what it looks like.

"Fuck!"

"What the hell!"

The remaining elves immediately froze.

"He is too strong, change plan B!"

Among the elves, there was an elves mage whose equipment looked much more gorgeous than the others shouted.

And as soon as he finished speaking, the hands of several elves immediately lit up, and out of thin air appeared a few gleaming magic stones with magical lines, and all of them hung on the body of an elf warrior...

Then they turned and ran, not stopping until they had run a long way.

Um?

Athos raised his eyebrows.

Although he is a demigod, he has never studied the field of magic, whether he was alive or after becoming a petitioner.

Therefore, he did not see anything tricky about these magic stones.

But even so... the demigod's sensitivity to energy made him a little wary of these magic stones...

"Hercules, watch out for those magic stones."

he reminded.

Just, it's too late.

Hercules rushed faster.

Before Athos reminded him, he had already rushed in front of the elf.

After that, Athos saw the guy with magic stones all over his body, shouting "Go back and reimburse me for the equipment", while shouting to greet Hercules.

The magic stone on his body suddenly burst into light.

Then, it exploded in an instant!

With a loud bang, a huge fireball rose into the sky, and the dazzling light drowned everything.

The chaotic magic fluctuations spread out, and even directly cut off all the nearby trees...

After the light passed, an exaggerated giant crater had appeared at the site of the explosion.

The self-destructing elves have found nothing.

Only the orc Hercules stood in the middle of the pothole...

He was a little embarrassed, the clothes on his body were almost torn, nearly half of the sparse hair on the top of his head was scorched, and his green face was even smoked black...

There was a bit of confusion in his expression.

Looking at the image of Hercules, Athos looked strange.

The power of the magic stone that was just blown up was roughly equivalent to the seven-ring magic, that is, the lower rank of gold.

If you eat like this abruptly, the average gold professional will be seriously injured even if he does not die.

Of course, Hercules is a legendary professional, and such magic is not enough to hurt him, but it can also make him embarrassed.

Athos couldn't help but glance at the elves one more time.

A group of silver can create such a powerful magic item, and even a legend was suffocated, which really exceeded his expectations...

He had heard from Head Hans that a legendary professional was seriously injured by an elves. He also thought that there should be some strong elves who surpassed the mundane rank, but looking at it now...it may not be the case.

If the number of these magic stones is large enough... and the legendary professionals are careless, some weak, or just entering the legend, if they are ambushed by the elves, it is really possible that the ship will capsize in the gutter.

Death is not dead, embarrassment is absolute.

And the orc Hercules found that his favorite shirt was almost broken, and the touching hair on the top of his head also touched almost half of it in his hands...

He immediately got angry:

"Bastards, damn you!"

With a roar, he raised his axe and slashed at the elves again.

The rest of the sprites all changed color:

"Fuck! Is this all right?"

"Overturned, run!"

"It's not gold, he's definitely not gold! It's a legend!"

"Legend! Another legend! This is a big fish!"

"Notify Brother Tomato!"

After speaking, they didn't hesitate, turned around and ran away.

Even running faster than when rushing over.

"die!"

Hercules roared angrily, chased after them, and chopped them up one by one.

The whole process is like chopping melons and vegetables.

Athos did not stop.

Even if they planned to meet the goddess of life this time.

Uller's fallen God of War didn't say anything. In his opinion, it's better to beat the goddess of life through these elves...

After all, he didn't come with full good intentions this time.

In addition to informing the Goddess of Life to report to the Pantheon earlier, it is also necessary to recover the crown of nature and the priesthood of Uller.

Besides, if these elves could really be resurrected as in the legend, killing them would be nothing.

Of course, he didn't intend to see the body of the Goddess of Life either.

He knew that he was not a popular guest this time, and for a mythical existence who dared to kill even a true god, he still had to weigh his own safety as a mere demigod.

The same goes for choosing to travel to Winterfell.

There, at most, you will see the incarnation of the goddess of life. If you really want to escape, it is still too late.

Speaking of which, it's quite contradictory.

Not only is he afraid of the goddess of life taking action on himself, but also maintains the pride of the god of war...

Orc Hercules moved quickly.

More than a dozen elves were killed in a short while after he chased and killed them in anger.

And Athos noticed that the corpses of the elves soon disappeared.

He thought about it for a while, and thought that 80% of the time it was some magic left in their bodies that was teleported back...

Back at Atos' side, Hercules' face was still full of unreleased anger:

"Those damn long ears! My favorite robe just ruined!"

"Don't be angry, when you go back, I will report your credit to the true god, please give you an artifact armor."

Athos comforted.

Hercules looked overjoyed:

"Thank you Your Majesty Athos!"

Athos smiled:

"As long as you do things devoutly, everything is for the glory of the God of War!"

"All for the glory of the God of War!"

Hercules put his right hand on his chest and said firmly.

He took out the spare clothes from his storage ring and changed a new one. He followed Athos and continued to walk in the direction of Winterfell...

...

Winterfell, home of the First Legion.

As the guild that pursues the most combat experience on the entire server, the First Army's construction of territories is much rougher than other guilds.

But even so, there are always a few capable players among the tens of thousands of players in the entire guild. Under their design, the headquarters of the First Legion is still built quite imposingly.

The guild headquarters was built to look like a castle, but it was not made of stone, but made of activated wood. It looked like a giant tree that had grown into a castle, and it was a bit more magical.

In the president's office at the guild headquarters, Fried Tomatoes was looking at the map of the North District of the Forest of Spirits hanging on the wall, discussing something with several other guild executives.

"The new stronghold of the wolf mercenary group is almost raised. In a few days, we will be able to harvest it. If we want to come, we can harvest a lot of materials and gold pounds."

A player said.

Fried tomatoes with tomatoes nodded:

"Well, it's almost there, but I have to remind the Amway Chamber of Commerce to sneak away in advance. I don't want to owe the Demacia guy a favor."

And when a few people were discussing the battle plan to attack the new stronghold, suddenly, Fried Tomatoes frowned slightly.

"What's wrong?"

asked the other players in the room.

"The Hedgehogs and the others sent a message saying that a big fish came out of the adventurer's stronghold, which seems to be a legend."

Fried tomatoes said.

"Strange legend?!"

Others lit up.

Like many online games, the stronger the wild monsters in "Elf Kingdom", the more good things on them.

For players, adventurers are actually similar to wild monsters.

Therefore, players of the First Corps often choose some silver adventurers, or even gold adventurers.

Although not every attack can be successful, but if there is success, the harvest is not small...

And a legendary adventurer, the drops on his body will be even better!

They relied on the "Idol Bomb" of the God of Darkness and Shadow to overcast a legendary adventurer. Although they didn't kill the other party, they also suffered a bit of a loss, but they got the storage ring that the other party accidentally dropped... …

There is a rich man there! Instantly make up for the players' losses! Even made a fortune...

And now... a new legend has arrived!

"What occupation?"

A player asked.

"It's an orc, it should be a warrior, and the equipment on his body is not very good. It will rot when it is blown up by a magic stone bomb, but there is a red axe that is very powerful, maybe it is an artifact."

Tomato Fried Tomato said while looking at the messages in the chat system.

"Artifact?!"

The players are stunned.

"Do you?"

They looked at the fried tomatoes with excitement and anticipation.

And tomato fried tomatoes thought about it, hey hey smile:

"Do!"

"However, this time, we have to learn from the previous experience. The power of the statue of the God of Darkness and Shadows is getting smaller and smaller. This time, let's use the secret weapon we got a few days ago!"

he said again.

"Secret weapon...?"

Several other high-level guild players were slightly taken aback, and then their expressions changed:

"President... Really use that? Won't it cause any trouble?"

Fried tomatoes with tomatoes hey hey smile:

"Don't worry, this is not the kind of big guy in the temple, it shouldn't be as scary as last time, but it should be enough to deal with the legend."

"Let's go and call more people, and bring some more magic stone bombs as cover, we will go to meet this legend now!"

"By the way, notify the guild members near the marked point, and let them find a way to entangle each other, or at least resist each other, after death, the guild will reimburse the contribution of resurrection coins!"

...

Athos finally understood why experienced adventurers would say not to entangle with these elves too much.

Because these guys are so persevering.

Like poking a hornet's nest, after Hercules killed the dozen or so elves, it didn't take long before another wave of elves appeared, rushing towards them screaming.

However, after a few waves, these elves learned to be smart.

Instead of attacking at the two, they hung behind them at a distance.

Athos are okay, as long as they are air.

But this kind of stalking of the elves made the orc Hercules quite angry.

So... he naturally took the axe and went to chop people.

Another slaughter.

But even if Hercules cut wave after wave, the elves still did not give up.

However, most of the later elves were not high-level, and many didn't even wear clothes...

Looking at these unclothed elves, Athos was stunned.

These long ears... don't even know the most basic shame now? !

He really didn't know what the hell they were crazy about...

Until...the two met a team of more than eighty silver-ranked elves.