Game of the World Tree - Chapter 498

498. Chapter 496 Status Reversal

Andris swore that he had never encountered such a difficult enemy in the past thirty years since he became a professional.

Fierce, fierce, and deadly.

As a former adventurer recruited by the Soran Chamber of Commerce, he already felt that he was despicable and rogue enough in battle.

However, compared with the elves in front of him, he felt that he was too chivalrous before…

These howling long ears rarely fought one-on-one, and seemed to have been accustomed to group fights.

Whenever Andris was about to break out of the encirclement, several elves rushed up to block him back…

He even heard their excited and excited shouts:

“Be careful! He’s going to run away!”

“Stop this little BOSS!”

“Fuck him!”

Andris:…

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn’t know where to start…

These elves were not only despicable.

They were also very strong.

Very strong.

Just by fighting, Andris could sense the other party’s solid combat experience.

Not only were they of high rank, but they also seemed to have experienced countless battles.

Every time Andris attacked, the elves would just block it…

Fighting with them gave Andris the illusion that he was facing the old and cunning mercenary leaders who had been wandering on the edge of life and death for many years.

However, Andris knew that such mercenaries could only be honed after years of hard work in the mountains of swords and seas of fire, and they were one in a hundred. But

these guys in front of him were not those mercenary leaders…

They were elves!

The elves that were recognized as the least good at fighting among the intelligent races!

However, these elves that Andris had mocked countless times in private now appeared in front of him in a posture he had never imagined…

Fierce, cunning, and crazy.

Even though Andris had learned from some news channels of the Chamber of Commerce that the elf mercenaries that emerged from the underground war were strong, he did not expect that the other party would be so difficult to deal with.

However… These elves were not only individually strong, but also very good at cooperation.

They usually formed a small group of five.

And there was always a hard bone in the group who was heavily armored and armed to the teeth, so that Andris could not find a place to cut…

This elf might not be strong in combat, but his ability to withstand beatings was simply terrible.

Whenever Andris was about to fight desperately, this tough guy would take the initiative to stand up and block all his fatal attacks.

The opponent would at most spit out a mouthful of blood, and the next second he would immediately jump up and laugh and continue fighting.

When Andris had just released one force and had not yet raised the next force, the elves around him would seize the opportunity to rush forward…

Each of their moves was aimed at his most fatal and most difficult to defend.

However, the level of these elves was not bad

at all. In fact, many of them were not lower than Andris.

Such a sudden attack was very difficult to defend before the strength was raised.

Almost every round of attack, Andris would have new wounds on his body.

This almost completely passive fighting style made Andris feel uncomfortable and wanted to vomit blood.

However, there was something even more disgusting.

Behind the elves besieging the hunting team, there were guys wearing priest robes.

Whenever an elf was injured, they would chant spells and cast divine arts to heal him.

The magic in their hands is more powerful than that of the priests of the Eternal Church, and the effect is almost immediate.

In Andris’s opinion, the injuries that would take at least ten days or half a month to recuperate would be healed instantly after a holy light.

That terrifying healing speed shocked Andris.

As one side gained strength while the other lost strength, none of the elves fell, but the number of orcs and mercenaries following Andris was getting fewer and fewer…

As the battle continued, Andris felt weaker and weaker, and even the wounds on his body were numb.

“Elves! Do you dare to fight me one-on-one?!”

He roared unwillingly.

However, Andris only got the elves’ grim smiles in return.

That’s right, grim smiles.

Andris could hardly imagine that this word would appear on the elves.

But looking at their excited and slightly crazy smiling faces, and the cheers or regretful sighs whenever orcs and mercenaries were killed, and the expressions that didn’t care about killing and death, Andris felt extremely terrified…

He had been on the continent for more than 30 years, and had seen too many people, too many races. He

had seen guys who liked to fight, and he had also seen cruel guys.

However, among all the intelligent races he had seen, he rarely met guys as crazy as these elves in front of him.

Some people killed for wealth, and some killed for status.

However, these elves in front of him, their eyes were only excited and bloodthirsty.

They… were for pleasure.

It seemed that in their eyes, he was not an enemy, but a toy to get pleasure.

Andris had only seen similar expressions on those fanatical evil god believers and the colorful dragons that teased their prey…

And at this time, Andris finally understood why these elves were called evil elves by the residents of the underground world.

But it was too late.

The number of orcs and mercenaries accompanying him was decreasing, and the number of elves besieging Andris was increasing.

If there was anything that comforted Andris, it was that the five elves who besieged him from the beginning to the end were the same five elves who attacked him at the beginning.

Although the elves who came later surrounded him, they did not attack him.

If they had attacked him, Andris would have died on the spot.

Just when Andris thought that this was the last of the elves’ conscience, he heard the other side talking to each other again.

“Why haven’t you finished fighting yet? You are so slow, do you need help?”

Not finished yet?

Andris was a little stunned.

He subconsciously glanced around, but was shocked to find that he was the only one left who was still fighting, and there was no human or orc standing behind him.

For a moment, Andris’ heart was cold.

The elves continued:

“There is no way, this person is quite powerful… Don’t fight for the head! This is ours!”

“That’s right, we have been fighting for a long time, don’t fight for the experience!”

“Hey, it took so long to fight for a silver, you rookie brother.”

“Is this an elite monster?!”

Elite monster?

Are you talking about me?

Andris didn’t understand the words in the other party’s mouth, but he felt insulted for no reason.

He wanted to roar and fight again.

However, the excessive blood loss made him have no strength…

After struggling for several times, the long sword in his hand was finally picked up by the heavily armored elf warrior with a loud shout, and the next second the other four elves rushed up and stabbed him into a hedgehog.

Andrews opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood, then he knew nothing.

In the last second of his consciousness, he only had one thought:

What a pity for the three elves that have not been sold.

They are worth a lot of money…

…

The one-sided battle ended in less than ten minutes.

The players in good condition began to clean up the battlefield, while the players with more serious injuries once again received deep treatment from the priest players and the healing druid.

The black dragon Myriel, who had transformed into an elf, watched the players laughing, fighting and scolding, and sighed:

“Every time I see them fighting, I always have the illusion that they are a group of guys possessed by demons… It’s really unlucky to go against them!”

After that, it looked at the red dragon Tiberia on the side and explained:

“By the way, ‘unlucky for eight lifetimes’ is a famous saying in the hometown of the Chosen Ones. It probably means that this person is very unlucky.”

Tiberia: …

Seeing the red dragon’s speechless expression, the black dragon, who was showing off his little knowledge of the other world, was a little disappointed, but he quickly coughed twice and asked again:

“How is it? Do you feel that your perception has been overturned? These guys… are not ordinary elves at all. When facing the enemy, they are just a group of lawless bastards, mean and shameless, cruel and crazy. It is hard to associate them with the image of being so kind and flattering to you in the Elf Forest…”

After hearing what Myriel said, Tiberia’s eyes gradually brightened, and its gaze towards the players was full of brilliance:

“Isn’t this great?”

“Uh… what?”

Myriel felt himself choking.

“I mean… isn’t this great?”

Tiberia repeated.

After saying that, it looked at the players, and its expression gradually became excited:

“Fawning and submissive at home, cruel and bloodthirsty outside… this is simply the most perfect servant I imagined!”

Myriel: …

servant?

You are just a tool dragon that provides scales and saliva to others.

It complained in its heart.

After complaining, it seemed to remember something, and it suddenly joined the players and shouted at the same time:

“Those who have seized beautiful gems and lovely gold pounds can come to Myriel to exchange for shiny scales!”

This cunning bastard!

The red dragon’s expression changed, and then his eyes lit up, and he also shouted:

“I will give twice as much as it gives!”

Myriel: …

…

The players were cleaning the battlefield with laughter.

The leader, Xiao Xian Miao, looked at the guild members with a look of regret:

“These orcs and human mercenaries are too weak, aren’t they? I remember they were not very strong?”

She had thought that the monsters could be very powerful.

It seems… they are just so-so.

If we had known this, we would not have ambushed them at all. We could just push forward.

Looking at the equipment all around, Gugu Bird shook his head:

“It’s not that they are weak, but that we have become stronger.”

“Have we become stronger?”

Xiao Xian Miao raised his eyebrows.

“However, the mission level of the Death Desert is level 40. I really thought we would be in a fierce battle. In the end, I didn’t even have time to cast a few fireballs, and they all fell down. It was so unsatisfying.”

“Come on, it’s a good thing you didn’t cast a few more fireballs, otherwise we would have fallen down.”

Optimist joked on the side.

“Get out! Clean up the battlefield quickly!”

Xiao Xian Miao raised his staff and slapped his butt hard.

“Ouch!”

Optimist cried out in pain and ran away with a laugh.

“Hahahaha…”

The other players around laughed happily.

Everyone laughed while picking up the equipment dropped by the orcs and mercenaries after they died. From time to time, someone would make a sound of surprise when they found gold pounds or other small things, and then run to Myriel and Tiberia to take credit.

At this moment, several players suddenly shouted excitedly:

“President, President! There are still three alive here!”

“Hahaha! It’s so funny, they fell to the ground and pretended to be dead… Don’t you know that the people we killed will be ‘destroyed’?”

“This AI design is a bit weird, it feels like showing off my IQ.”

“Hahaha…”

Hearing the players’ voices, Xiao Xian Miao forgot about the past and saw that it was two human mercenaries and a half-orc.

The three people seemed to have been scared out of their wits, their faces were pale, and they were trembling. They looked at the players with horror.

“Huh? Alive?”

Xiao Xian Miao was a little surprised.

She thought about it for a while, walked in front of the few people, and when the few people saw her coming, they trembled even more.

Although they were pretending to be dead just now, they saw it clearly.

Among all the elves, this petite and cute elf is the most terrifying…

She burned the three mercenaries into charcoal with a big fireball!

“Elf… Elf! Don’t… don’t kill us… Don’t kill us… We surrender!”

The mercenaries begged for mercy.

After hearing the other party’s words, Xiao Xian Miao’s heart moved and said:

“Okay, but you must tell us all the news you know about the Death Desert, and the nearby Orc tribe.”

The dragon can fly, which is a good means of reconnaissance.

Therefore, the players have long known that there is an Orc tribe nearby.

It’s just that they are not sure how many people and how many strong people are there, so they came up with this idea of luring the snake out of the hole.

After hearing Xiao Xian Miao’s words, the two mercenaries were pardoned, and then under the angry eyes of the only Orc, they revealed all the news they knew, including all kinds of things they saw and heard in the Orc tribe…

“About a thousand people, four or five hundred Orc warriors…”

Xiao Xian Miao was thoughtful.

“It’s a small tribe, we can fight it. If we attack it at night, we can probably take it all in one go.”

Hulu, who was listening, said.

“I think so too.”

Optimist agreed.

Even Hefan, who had been silent, nodded secretly.

“Then let’s attack it tonight…”

Xiao Xian Miao finally made a decision.

“Then… these people?”

Optimist looked at the two mercenaries and the orcs and asked.

“Ahem, I’m just a little short of experience to advance. Can you give it to me? I can get a smaller share of the equipment.”

He asked.

Looking at his bright smile and sharp white teeth, as well as the long sword in his hand that was still dripping with blood, the human mercenaries and orcs turned pale.

However, Xiao Xian Miao shook her head.

She looked at the mercenaries and orcs carefully, looked at their bodies and muscles that were much stronger than those of the elves, and her eyes lit up slightly.

She suddenly threw out the skill [Eye of Faith] she obtained after studying the priest profession, and looked at the beliefs of several people.

As expected, they were all red.

They were his believers.

However, they were light red.

“A shallow believer…”

Xiao Xian Miao murmured.

Then, she smiled sweetly and looked at the three people.

However, the words she said were like the devil:

“Give up your faith, and I can consider sparing your lives.”

The other players were stunned:

“Pfft… Xian Miaoju, are you really going to let them go?”

“They are enemies.”

“Yes! A Black Iron Mercenary has a lot of experience points!”

However, Xiao Xian Miao shook his head:

“Who said to let them go back?”

“Not letting them go?”

The other players were even more puzzled.

“If not letting them go back, are we going to take them back?”

“The Elf Forest doesn’t allow other races to enter, right? They are enemies…”

“That’s right! Don’t expose the goddess’s secret… Ouch! Why are you pinching me! It won’t be exposed, the keywords will be blocked!”

The players talked at once.

Xiao Xian Miao shook his head:

“Who said to let them enter the Elf Forest?”

“I just suddenly remembered that there seems to be a shortage of miners in the Rivendell Mine in the Dark Canyon…”

(End of this chapter)