Game of the World Tree - Chapter 533

533. Chapter 531 I finally couldn’t sit still anymore…

I’m in trouble.

After knowing the movements of the elves, Bazan and the high priest knew that this time they were really in trouble.

“So that’s it… This is their real purpose. They want to build a teleportation array nearby!”

Bazan said with a gloomy look.

There was deep fear in his eyes.

Bazan had figured it out.

Attacking the surrounding orc tribes or spreading rumors…

I’m afraid all these practices are done by the elves to weaken the faith of the Father God!

The fundamental purpose of the elves is probably to build a teleportation array!

These strange elves are blessed by the god of death, and each of them can be resurrected after death.

This is no longer a secret among the orcs…

In the war in the underground world, the elves used the teleportation array, combined with their powerful resurrection ability, to appear on the battlefield again and again, and finally defeated the undead army of the Dark Alliance…

Obviously, they are afraid that they are going to do it again this time.

Of course, birth, aging, sickness and death are the laws and rules of the world.

In Bazan’s opinion, there must be some limit or restriction to the resurrection of the elves, and there must be a price.

Although he didn’t know what price the resurrection of the elves would cost, it must exist!

However, things have their priorities.

In such a war, compared with the weird and terrible resurrection ability of the elves, no price is actually important.

Resurrection… is the most feared thing about these elves!

As long as the teleportation array is established, I am afraid these guys will be invincible, and the original advantage of the orcs will be directly lost…

Bazan clenched his fists, and he remembered the order in the oracle of the father god told him by the chief high priest.

The main content is that the orc army must resist the attack of the elves, protect the sandstorm city where the “World Tree Kingdom” appeared, and finally force the existence behind the elves to take action…

As for who is the existence behind the elves, the oracle did not point it out, but Bazan and the chief high priest have long known it.

Who else can be valued by the true god?

It must be the myth hidden behind.

This… is actually a plot against the so-called goddess of life in the Elf Forest!

However, the core of this conspiracy is that the orcs are powerful and can rely on the defense of Sandstorm City to resist the siege of the elves, but if they can’t resist… then everything will come to nothing.

“We can’t go on like this… If the elves really build a teleportation array, then even if they use human lives, they may be able to tear a gap in Sandstorm City!”

Bazan said seriously.

There is no doubt that once the elves successfully build a teleportation array, they will definitely launch a formal attack.

At that time, the orcs simply can’t put pressure on the elves with teleportation ability as required by the oracle!

Not to mention, as time goes by, rumors spread more and more in Sandstorm City, and some of the content is even more difficult for Bazan to deny.

If it continues… Even if the elves don’t attack, the interior of Sandstorm City may be unstable.

Three hundred thousand troops can become a force that Bazan is proud of.

But if the army’s morale is unstable, this powerful force may also have a terrible backlash…

Under double pressure, if Sandstorm City runs out of the stored power of faith, it is really possible that it will be broken by the elves!

Thinking of this, Bazan looked at the chief high priest beside him and said firmly:

“High priest, it’s not that I don’t want to follow the oracle of the Father God, but now we really can’t wait any longer.”

And this time, the high priest did not deny it.

He fell into silence.

His eyes stopped at the elf camp outside the city for a while, and the chief high priest sighed and said in a deep voice:

“I will go to the temple now, pray to the Father God, and report this matter.”

This plan involves a battle at the mythological level.

Many decisions are no longer something they can directly order to do just because they want to.

After saying that, the high priest saluted the oracle king Bazan, and hurriedly left the sandstorm tower and headed towards the temple in the city.

Bazan also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the high priest leaving.

Then, his eyes moved again to the elf camp in the distance that was becoming more and more like a fortress, and he clenched his fists slightly:

“How did these elves… appear in the forest of elves?”

…

The chief high priest left the sandstorm tower and rushed straight to the temple surrounded by soldiers.

Walking on the street, he could clearly feel that the atmosphere in Sandstorm City was more subtle than before.

There were not many pedestrians on the street, but there were several times more patrolling soldiers.

When they saw the high priest, they would stop and bow their heads to salute.

But the high priest noticed that compared with the respectful attitude of the previous days, many residents and soldiers now had a little more unspeakable emotions when they saluted.

Or… resentment.

Seeing this situation, the expression of the chief high priest became even more gloomy.

“These damn elves!”

He cursed inwardly.

Speeding up his pace, the high priest soon arrived at the temple.

The temple in Sandstorm City is also a remnant of the dwarf era. It is said that it was once the church of the dwarves and the god of forging, Dorft. It’s

just that the dwarves who once lived here gave up their original beliefs when they gave up Sandstorm City, and finally fell into the hands of the orcs.

Entering the temple, the high priest soon came to the statue of Ullr, the god of winter and hunting.

Then, he prostrated himself on the ground and prayed devoutly:

“Praise the cold winter, praise hunting, praise the great Father God!”

His slightly old voice echoed in the rugged temple, and as he knelt, the statue suddenly bloomed with silver light, gradually enveloping the high priest…

At the same time, the high priest also perked up, slowly told what happened in Sandstorm City recently, and asked to go to the battle.

After reporting the recent situation, he quickly lowered his head, waiting for the new oracle of the true God.

The silver light continued to cover the temple.

However, unlike before, the high priest found that this time his prayer did not receive an immediate response from the Father God.

It was not until he knelt in the temple for more than ten minutes that a majestic and vicissitudes voice sounded in his mind:

“Accurate.”

Hearing the response of the true God, the high priest breathed a sigh of relief.

He stood up, then bowed to the statue again, and drew a bow symbol on his chest:

“Praise the cold winter, praise the hunting, praise the great Father God!”

…

In the void space.

The God of Winter and Hunting Uller cut off the communication with the world of Segs and looked at the head of the round table.

His expression was slightly gloomy:

“Your Majesty Holder, I have conveyed the oracle.”

Holder, the God of Darkness and Shadow, who was as kind as a sixty-year-old man, nodded slowly.

Then, He looked at the other two mythical beings in the different space:

“Her Majesty Alyssa, Her Majesty Luria, are you sure you can sense His breath?”

The fallen angel Luria nodded gently and said with a smile:

“It’s not wrong, He is here.”

The Queen of Pain Alyssa also smiled charmingly:

“I also sensed that His breath did appear on the side of the elves, and it was very pure… Exactly the same as in the underground world, no… Even purer than in the underground world, although He is covering it up.”

After listening to Alyssa’s words, Holder nodded slightly:

“I believe in your judgment, Your Majesty Alyssa.”

Queen of Pain Alyssa possesses the priesthood of [Spying]. Although Her divine power is only at a weak level, Holder still trusts Her judgment.

“It seems that He is really here, but I didn’t expect that His mind is still clear… He has waited patiently until now, and… He is also vigilant enough.”

Holder sighed.

After saying that, He looked at Uller again:

“Your Majesty Uller, whether you can force Him to show up and take action depends on you.”

Uller’s eyes flickered slightly, and he said:

“Your Majesty Holder, you should know… How important the power gathered in Sandstorm City is to me.”

“Don’t worry, He is only one person, and he can’t escape. Your efforts will be rewarded as they should be.”

…

In a small orc tribe in the south of Sandstorm City.

The sound of swords and shouts of killing rose up everywhere, accompanied by roars and screams, and there was chaos.

The sand on the ground was broken open, and human-sized burrow spiders were crawling out of it, followed by elves waving weapons and howling one after another.

The whole tribe was in a mess.

The battle was already coming to an end, and the resistance of the orcs was getting weaker and weaker.

The surrendered captives had been gathered together, and they were surrounded with terrified expressions.

The elves also began to plunder excitedly, carrying all kinds of spoils in the tribe, not even some broken copper and rotten iron were left behind…

In the center of the tribe, a majestic black dragon was greedily looting the gems collected by the orc tribe, and at the same time, it kept roaring at the elves around it who were ready to move:

“Get out! You greedy guys! These gems belong to Myriel! They belong to Myriel! If you want to search for things, go search somewhere else!”

The whole scene was like a bandit robbery.

Xiao Xian Miao stood not far away and watched everything that happened. She covered her face and shook her head and sighed:

“It’s true… Every time I break into the city, I feel like I am leading a large group of bandits… I feel like we are the villains. This scene is unbearable to watch.”

“Oh, killing people and setting fires will get you a gold belt!”

On the other side, Hulu laughed.

Just as he was laughing, a cave spider twisted its huge butt and swayed between the two of them.

It was holding a piece of obsidian found in the orc tent in its mouth, chewing it.

Seeing the cave spider, Hulu’s face changed and he quickly hid.

He didn’t breathe a sigh of relief until the burrow spiders went away. He showed up cautiously, like a thief…

Little Salty Meow:…

She looked at him speechlessly and said,

“Hulu, why are you hiding? Every time you see a burrow spider, you act like a mouse seeing a cat…”

Hulu smiled bitterly:

“Boss Meow, don’t say it’s me. Even the captain has to avoid burrow spiders when he sees them, otherwise, he will be surrounded and beaten by a group of spiders in a while.”

Little Salty Meow:…

“Surround…surround and beat?”

She looked weird.

“Ahem…it’s a long story. Didn’t we trigger the burrow spider queen’s mission in the beginning? We went a little too far at that time, so Rose hated us. Now she hasn’t forgiven us.”

Hulu touched the back of his head and smiled helplessly.

Little Salty Meow:…

“What did you do?”

She asked curiously.

“Ahem, we used the gunpowder that the captains made to blow up her nest and burnt a little of her armor. Wasn’t she promoted at that time? We accidentally got her… Ahem, we found out later when she transformed, and it seemed that her butt was blown up.”

Hulu said awkwardly.

“Puff… Hahahaha…”

Xiao Xian Miao couldn’t help laughing, and then shook his head:

“No wonder… I was wondering why you guys didn’t use the Crypt Spider mount, it turns out that you were blacklisted.”

“It’s a pity, although the Crypt Spider is not strong during the day and is afraid of holy light spells, its speed and carrying capacity are quite good…”

After listening to Xiao Xian Miao’s words, Hulu shook his head:

“Hey… Don’t say it, our good impression with Rose is still minus 100… It can’t be saved in this lifetime, this spider lady is too vengeful.”

As soon as he finished speaking, his face changed again, and he quickly grabbed his weapon and fled like a fly.

Seeing this, Xiao Xian Miao was slightly stunned.

It was not until another group of medium-sized burrow spiders led by a large burrow spider passed by that she realized why they were running so fast…

“It’s also miserable.”

She shook her head.

Looking around, Xiao Xian Miao looked at a black dragon that was grinning with a bunch of gems in its arms, and shouted:

“Miriel! Stop laughing, be more capable! You are a noble dragon! By the way… did you see the big sister?”

Miriel put away the gems and shook his head:

“No.”

“But… the idol should be dealt with in the west, right? It seems that the main account of the orcs is there…”

After hearing what it said, Xiao Xian Miao nodded and made an “OK” gesture:

“Okay!”

Then, she grabbed the golden staff and ran towards the west.

…

After the ups and downs of the prayer ended, Eve gently opened her eyes.

In front of her, a statue of Ullr gradually dimmed.

Another node of the faith network was removed.

At this time, a clear call came from afar:

“Master Ling, Master Ling!”

Eve raised her head.

The little salty cat in a gorgeous wizard robe came to her, hopping and hopping, and then said with a giggle:

“Master Ling, have you completed the task? The battle on our side is over.”

Eve nodded gently:

“Finished.”

After she finished speaking, she wanted to say something else, but suddenly her heart moved and she looked towards the north.

“What’s wrong?”

Xiao Xian Miao asked curiously.

Eve narrowed her eyes slightly, then slowly looked away.

“Nothing.”

She replied.

Then, with a meaningful look:

“Some people finally couldn’t sit still anymore…”

Uh… I was obsessed with novels during the day, so I broke my promise and didn’t write it out to make up for it. I’ll make up for it tomorrow_(:з」∠)_

In addition, some of the descriptions about burrow spiders yesterday were not accurate enough, so I have corrected them.

(End of this chapter)