Game of the World Tree - Chapter 117

117. Chapter 117 You Need Money to Be a Dragon Rider

“Granny Philosier, I’m sorry… I still think I should join the Chosen Ones!”

A young elf looked at the old chief of the Flame Tribe with a firm gaze, his voice still a little green with a hint of fanaticism:

“These days… I’ve seen another side of them that I’ve never seen before.”

“They are always energetic, passionate, and hardworking… They are always striving for a better future! Not only that, they have been helping us selflessly…”

His voice was a little touching, and his words were full of determination:

“They… are our partners! I think that when they choose to fight, we can’t just stand by and watch!”

“I agree!”

Another young elf nodded and said excitedly:

“I’ve been thinking… Are our beliefs really right? Is kindness… really always right?”

“I have discussed and debated with the Chosen Ones on this issue before, and even had quite a dispute, but then their words completely woke me up-“

“The struggle between races and beliefs is not a dinner party, nor is it kindness and tolerance, nor is it submission. It cannot be so gentle… This is war! War is cruel, a violent action of one race defeating another!”

“Kindness to others is cruelty to oneself!”

Many of the players in the internal test are also keyboard warriors who are spitting people online. It is too easy to fool the pure young elves like blank paper with iron-blooded theories…

There shouldn’t be too many similar materials on the blue planet.

Just some magic changes will be enough.

Looking at these young elves who have almost changed their appearance after just a few days with the Chosen One, Fei Luoxier was stunned:

“You… You…”

She could understand the passion of the young elves, but… There were only so many people left in the Flame Tribe, and she really didn’t want to see the tribe members take risks again.

But looking at those determined eyes, and thinking of the various hints of the Mother Goddess, the old patriarch could only sigh:

“Hey… It’s up to you. But… You must pay attention to safety.”

The elves are about to change.

Even though many old elves did not allow it, a dozen young elves still slipped out and decided to join the players’ actions.

However, this gave the players a headache.

For the players, these native NPCs are not only tools for fleecing, but also uncles.

Because the goddess made a personal requirement in the task:

NPCs cannot be killed.

If an NPC dies, the players’ task rewards will be severely deducted!

Therefore, what the players hope most is that these elves can stay in Florence honestly.

But… there is another requirement in the goddess’s task:

if the NPC chooses to join the war, the players cannot stop it.

Player:…

OK, OK.

NPCs are uncles, and the goddess is the boss who needs to listen to everything.

This… is simply asking them to escort a group of uncles to fight, and the difficulty has increased several times in an instant.

Is the NPC a tool, or are we tool people?

However, after some consideration, Li Mu, who is the team commander, finally came up with a good idea.

Simply… let these dozen young elves serve as the back row.

Elves generally have good archery skills.

Letting them serve as shooters in the back row is not only safe, but also can provide good support.

This is much better than those shooter players.

Even with the assistance of skills, those players who choose the shooter profession, to be honest… are still not very accurate.

Especially for some shooter players who only learned the enhanced attack skill but did not choose to learn the enhanced aiming skill, that arrow is a disaster.

However, the most excited person for this action is not the players, nor the native elves, nor Alice and the others…

but the black dragon Myriel.

I don’t know what the goddess communicated with it, but the little black dragon, who originally would rather die than obey, changed his temper and became obedient.

This surprised the players and elves, and at the same time, they were amazed at the goddess’s power of inspiration again.

In fact, even Eve did not expect that the little black dragon would become so eager after knowing her true identity.

However, the name Myriel mentioned did know…

Nidhogg.

It was an ancient black dragon that participated in the war of gods thousands of years ago. It was so powerful that even the true gods were afraid of it!

It was also the one that bit the roots of the World Tree, causing the former World Tree’s strength to drop sharply.

“This little freak is so hostile to Nighold, advocates justice, and calls himself a silver dragon… Could it be that a silver dragon is the one who raised it?”

Eve had some guesses about the little guy’s adoptive father.

The evil black dragon Nighold has always been the mortal enemy of the silver dragons!

And the silver dragons… in the World Tree inheritance obtained by Eve, it seems that the silver dragons have a good relationship with the World Tree.

However, Myriel has been lying under the World Tree for so long, but he did not recognize the World Tree. He just exclaimed “What a big tree”, which really has some of the style of the dragon family.

…

Forest of Elves.

The players’ teams have gradually assembled and were uniformly teleported to Florence.

After a period of development, more than 900 of the 1,200 internal test players have been promoted to the Black Iron rank, and more than 800 people have accepted the main task this time.

Under the unified command of Li Mu, the players lined up in a simple formation, which really had a hint of the flavor of the army.

In addition to the players, there are more than a dozen young elves from the Flame Tribe who joined the team.

More than a hundred elves from the Flame Tribe also came to see the team off under the leadership of the chieftain, Philosir.

In the past few days, the elves have completely settled down in Florence with the help of the players, and they are very grateful to the players.

Although, as the Saint Lady said, the Chosen Ones do have some bad habits, such as eating meat, taking advantage of others, having a lot of twisted ideas, being too flattering sometimes, and knocking on your door in the middle of the night… etc.

But overall, they are enthusiastic and hardworking, and are really working hard for the future of the elves.

Even the most rigid and stubborn elves cannot deny the help and contribution of the Chosen Ones.

Looking at the Chosen Ones who look undisciplined but excited, without any fear, Firoxil nodded secretly.

Although the discipline is a little poor… but it is really a team that dares to fight

to the death. The most terrifying thing is not to risk one’s life.

Coupled with the attribute of immortality, as well as the assistance of the black dragon, the Saint Lady and the God’s Favored One, perhaps… they can really defeat the orc forces that have been entrenched near the Elf Forest for many years and force them to migrate.

She turned around, waved her hand, and took some magic materials from the tribesmen:

“These are the materials needed to make the teleportation array. I heard from the Saint Lady that what you lack most now are these things… I made them overnight with several elf mages in my tribe.”

Teleportation array!

Li Mu’s eyes lit up.

This is the most critical thing for this operation.

According to the little black dragon, the orc settlement is very far away from here. If the elves travel by themselves, even with the bonus of forest affinity, it will take more than 20 days.

Not only that, there are a large number of orcs, as many as thousands.

To be honest, without the black dragon and Al’s help, the players will die.

Their overall strength is weak, and the only thing they can show is that they can be resurrected, and they can work as a team to sacrifice.

But if you die in the orc tribe, it will be too late to run to the resurrection point.

But with the teleportation array, it was different…

Li Mu nodded to Xiao Xian Miao and Gu Gu Bird, who had been waiting for a long time, and the two hurriedly took the array materials and kept thanking him:

“Thank you!”

Fei Luo Xier waved his hands and sighed:

“This is all we can do.”

Taking the initiative to attack the orcs, the young elves were enthusiastic about it, but most of the native elves were not very interested.

After taking the array materials, Xiao Xian Miao waved to the black dragon Myriel:

“We got the things! We are leaving!”

Myriel glanced at the two female players, and reluctantly lay down, muttering:

“This time I will take you back, and you have to grill me for a day… no… three days of barbecue!”

After hearing what it said, Xiao Xian Miao’s eyes smiled into crescents:

“Three days? A week is fine!”

After that, she and Gu Gu Bird took the materials for the magic array, and jumped on the back of the black dragon Myriel under the envious eyes of the players.

After the two of them sat down, the black dragon Myriel roared, flapped its wings and slowly took off…

Looking at the black dragon that was getting smaller and smaller in sight, Demacia kept sighing:

“If you want to be a dragon knight… you have to be rich.”

After hearing his words, Li Mu rolled his eyes:

“I think you can’t be one even if you have money.”

Demacia: …

Brother, can we stop killing people all the time?

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(End of this chapter)