Game of the World Tree - Chapter 139
139. Chapter 139 Who is he?
“Reinforcements?”
Nightingale was slightly stunned.
Hefan didn’t say anything more. He kicked open the cell door that Nightingale had opened and walked out first.
“Go save the others.”
He left a word, then came to the entrance of the dungeon and hid in the shadows at the corner of the stairs.
The whole cell shook again, and it seemed that the humans’ screams were faintly heard.
Nightingale’s pointed ears moved slightly, and her eyes gradually became brighter.
She sniffed her red nose, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and then rushed out of the cell as well, and came to the cell where several young elves were imprisoned.
“Sister Nightingale!”
Seeing Nightingale running over, several elves came up at the same time.
“You step back, I’ll unlock it.”
Nightingale said.
Several young elves nodded and stepped back obediently.
An elf who was a little older hesitated for a moment and asked curiously:
“Sister Nightingale… Who is he?”
He looked in the direction where Hefan was hiding.
Nightingale hesitated for a moment and replied,
“A friend I met on the way, and he came with me to save you.”
It seemed… I hadn’t asked his name yet…
Nightingale felt 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, hurried footsteps suddenly came from the stairs at the entrance of the dungeon.
“Quick… take those elves with us and leave!”
“Damn it! Where did this crazy black dragon come from!”
“I wonder how long Lord Berus can resist…”
“Doesn’t it know that we are from the Soran family?! It’s just a young black dragon!”
“Stop talking, let’s hurry up.”
Two fully armed human mercenaries trotted down, cursing as they walked.
As soon as they arrived underground, they saw Nightingale and others who had escaped.
In an instant, Nightingale looked at them.
Mercenaries… Mercenaries!
Her pupils shrank slightly.
Oops! We’ve been discovered!
Nightingale’s expression tensed up, and she quickly protected her brothers and sisters behind her.
The two human mercenaries were stunned when they saw the elves escaping.
Then, their faces turned 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 was Hefan.
He held a dagger in his hand, his expression was indifferent, and he passed through the two astonished mercenaries like a swift lightning…
His movements were graceful and swift, and the dagger easily slashed through the bodies of the two people at the moment of passing.
At that second, Nightingale only felt a dazzling silver light flashing before her eyes.
Skill – [Double Flash Stab]
When she looked more carefully, she found that Hefan had rushed in front of her.
“Okay, let’s go.”
He put down the dagger in his hand and said calmly.
Go?
Looking at the mercenaries behind Hefan who were safe and sound, Nightingale was stunned.
At this time, a long blood line suddenly appeared on the necks of the two mercenaries…
With a “puff”, a terrible wound opened between their necks, and a large amount of blood spurted out.
The expressions of the two were still a little confused, and they seemed to have not figured out what happened.
Nightingale only saw them covering their necks in disbelief, opening their mouths and spitting out blood clots, then their bodies softened and slowly fell to the ground…
At this time, Nightingale finally reacted and looked at Hefan in shock.
She covered her mouth in surprise, her eyes full of shock and wonder:
He… He just killed two human mercenaries of at least level 15 with just one strike? He
can still be so powerful even with the curse of race, and he is not as pedantic as ordinary people…
Who is he?
What a strong and mysterious piece of wood!
A group of young elves also looked at Hefan in shock.
There was a bit of fear and admiration in their expressions…
The younger children were covered by the eyes of the older ones to prevent them from seeing the bloody scene.
Faintly, Hefan could hear the elves exclaiming:
“What a powerful brother…”
“Could it be… the legendary elf ranger?”
“It feels… a little scary…”
Hefan glanced at everyone and didn’t care. Instead, he turned around and walked up the stairs:
“Follow me.”
He said.
Nightingale was stunned for a moment, then she was refreshed and called her brothers and sisters to follow.
When she stepped over the bodies of the mercenaries, she hesitated for a moment, and boldly picked up their weapons and followed Hefan with 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 up their things, and most of the mercenaries who served as guards were gone.
And outside the tower, you can faintly hear the screams of humans and the cheerful and playful dragon roars…
There are no strong enemies in the tower.
Hefan’s eyes flashed, and he clenched the dagger in his hand.
Seeing the elves suddenly rushing out of the dungeon, the caravan members immediately cried out:
“It’s… elves!”
“How did they escape?”
“Quick! Subdue them!”
Several mercenaries received the shouts of the caravan members and rushed over from outside.
Hefan’s eyes flashed and he rushed into the crowd again.
He was agile and entered the crowd as if he was in an empty place. He stabbed several human mercenaries who rushed up at a glance!
“Black Iron Middle! He must be a Black Iron Middle elf!”
“Quick… Go and call the leader!”
Seeing the mercenaries who were vulnerable to Hefan’s attack, the remaining caravan members cried out.
One member hesitated for a moment, picked up a bag of gold coins, turned around and ran out of the tower.
“Humph.”
Hefan’s eyes flashed, picked up a steel sword on the ground and threw it out.
The steel sword shot out quickly, rushed towards the fleeing caravan member, and stabbed him through the heart.
…
Outside the high tower.
Led by the silver wizard and the silver warrior, more than 20 human mercenaries fought hard against the black dragon Myriel…
On the ground, there were traces of dragon breath everywhere, and several unlucky mercenaries had fallen.
However, the black dragon was unscathed. It flew in the sky, looking at the mercenaries on the ground with a playful look.
The silver wizard Berus looked at the young black dragon that came out of nowhere with an ugly expression.
How many years have passed!
How many years have passed!
Since the patriarch of the Sauron family broke through to the legendary level and got in touch with the adult in the underworld, no one has dared to challenge the majesty of the Sauron family for many years!
Unexpectedly, a young black dragon who was only a silver level dared to bully them!
Damn beast! Arrogant!
Berus clenched his staff tightly, his face gloomy.
He looked at the mercenaries lying on the ground around him, gritting his teeth and saying:
“Black Dragon… do you know who we are?”
“Tsk! An evil smuggling caravan!”
Myriel glanced at him disdainfully, roared “Rua~”, and said arrogantly:
“Greedy, evil humans! Leave all your treasures behind! Lord Myriel may consider letting you go…”
“Ahem…”
Halfway through, a light cough suddenly came from the ears of the little black dragon.
Myriel’s expression froze slightly, it coughed twice, put on a stern dragon face and said righteously again:
“No, that’s not right! Greedy and evil humans! Leave all your treasures and the elves you hijacked! Lord Myriel may consider letting you go!”
At this time, Berus noticed a petite figure hiding on the back of the black dragon…
His eyes condensed slightly, and then he threw out an illumination spell.
The dark world was suddenly illuminated, and Berus also saw the little salty cat on the back of the black dragon clearly.
In an instant, his expression was full of astonishment:
“Elf?!”
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