Game of the World Tree - Chapter 93

93. Chapter 93 Don’t go to your death!

There are hundreds of fully armed elves!

They have different styles, most of them are wearing gorgeous armor, but they are all young elves.

They hold various weapons, their faces are ferocious and crazy, and they look at the orcs as if they are the murderers of their fathers:

“It’s so abominable! How can you fight so quickly? I haven’t eaten yet!”

This voice is full of dissatisfaction.

“Another NPC fell!”

This voice exclaimed.

“Fuck! Everyone, rush! Rescue them!”

This voice is urgent.

“What’s that in the sky? Is it a dragon?”

This voice is full of surprise and curiosity.

“So cool! Screenshot, screenshot!”

This voice is excited.

“Screenshot eggs! That’s the enemy! Rush in to protect the NPC first! It’s all experience and contribution!”

This voice… seems to be so heartbroken that I can’t breathe.

“Yes! Kill in! Protect the NPC!”

“Ulla——!”

Their voices are full of madness.

The strange elves who supported looked at the Flame Clan members who kept falling from a distance, their expressions excited and angry, like dragons whose reverse scales were offended.

They… are the players who came!

After the previous suppression of the Orc hunting team, plus those who worked hard in the second test, the number of players who have reached the Black Iron level has now approached 400. This time, they are going all out!

After all, from experience, the rewards for all the main quests are extremely rich!

Listening to their shouts and feeling the real concern in their words, the elves of the Flame Tribe’s eyes were red.

“Elves! It’s the elves! It’s our people who are here to pick us up!”

An old elf choked up.

In an instant, the morale of the Flame Tribe was revived!

The Orc team was a little confused by this sudden attack.

“Where did so many elves come from?!”

Looking at the hundreds of tall figures and the gorgeous equipment behind him, the Orc priest’s scalp tingled.

The chief priest of the Giant Mountain did not tell anyone about the secret operation of Black Stone, and Uller’s oracle was not announced, so now ordinary priests and Orcs do not know the changes in the Elf Forest…

These hundreds of elves that suddenly appeared really scared them.

And Firothir’s eyes lit up, she raised her staff high and ordered:

“Reinforcements have arrived! Let’s work together and break out!”

However, after engaging in battle with the strange elves, the orcs were stunned.

Because they found that the strength of these elves was extremely poor, at most the middle of the lower black iron level, and their combat experience was very poor.

Just a counterattack, several elves were chopped down like cutting vegetables.

“So… so weak!”

The orcs looked at the elves who were knocked down with a single call, and their faces were surprised.

The priest’s eyes lit up and shouted:

“This is a group of rookies! Catch these young elves!”

The people of the Flame Tribe looked at the young elves who began to be injured and killed, and their expressions were full of guilt and sadness.

The remaining dozens of old elves looked at each other and nodded one after another.

Their momentum changed, and they began to fight desperately without fear of injury!

“Our people are using their blood and lives to create opportunities for us, we must break out!”

They shouted and rushed into the orcs to start fighting.

Seeing these dozens of old elves fighting like they were giving up their lives, the players’ eyes turned red.

“Fuck! Uncles and aunts, please don’t do it!”

“Experience points! It’s all experience points and contribution points! My heart hurts so much!”

“Charge! Go and help them!”

“Where’s Lord El! Where’s Lord El? Request support!”

They shouted, fought, and fought desperately.

And when they fought again, gradually, the hearts of the orcs were filled with shock.

Because although these elves who rushed up were weak, they were not afraid of death.

They did everything they could to hurt the orcs, and even started a suicidal charge!

Not only that, they seemed to not care about their own injuries at all. Even if they still had a breath, they would bite off a piece of meat from the orcs…

Many orcs were hugged by these crazy elves, and then after they shouted “Fire at me!”, they were drowned by the magic of other elves…

“Crazy! These elves are crazy!”

The orc priests were completely stunned when they saw these elves who didn’t care about the lives of their companions.

The Flame Tribe was also stunned.

Looking at those young elves who were charging to commit suicide, Ferosier felt heartbroken, touched, and puzzled.

She shouted,

“Children! Don’t die!”

However, the elves who came to support them did not stop, and the casualties became more and more serious.

In less than ten minutes, dozens of people had died.

For a moment, the Flame Tribe members’ eyes turned red.

In all these years, they had not seen such a large number of casualties among the elves in a short period of time!

And… they were all young lives!

“Children, don’t die!”

“Kill! Charge out!”

“Evil orcs, I will fight you!”

All the Flame Tribes became angry and started to fight desperately.

Young lives… are the future of the elves!

Seeing the Flame Tribes start to fight desperately, the eyes of the players who came to support them became even redder.

“Fuck! Uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters! Don’t die!”

“Don’t worry about us! We won’t die!”

“Another person died, my God! My heart hurts so much!”

“Kill quickly! One-on-one replacement! Fight these orcs with the sacrifice flow!”

They fought more aggressively.

“Crazy! These elves are crazy!”

The orc priest was stunned when he saw the elves who were desperate for their lives in an instant.

At this time, a thin figure suddenly rushed out of the crowd.

It was a short elf boy with silver hair and blue eyes. His tender face was full of determination and anger.

He held an elf short sword and kept shuttling among the orcs.

And every orc who fought with him had his arm crippled by him in an instant, and was directly seriously injured.

The players’ morale suddenly rose:

“Big El is here to support us!”

“Good job! El!”

They immediately followed El’s actions and beat the orcs who were seriously injured by him to death.

For a time, the casualties of the orcs began to increase rapidly, and their morale plummeted!

“Silver! Another silver!”

Looking at El who kept shuttling back and forth, the orc priest looked terrified.

Chaos.

It was completely chaotic.

If the appearance of the players could still make the orcs persist, then El, who was silver in strength, became the weight that completely overturned the balance!

The orc team finally began to collapse!

The players who rushed to the front finally met up with the people of the Flame Tribe.

“Brave children!”

Looking at the players who rushed up, Firosil was excited.

She waved her staff and prepared to continue fighting.

But a player suddenly rushed up and blocked her.

With a “puff”, the hot blood splashed on her head.

An orc’s long sword pierced the player’s chest.

For a moment, Philosir was stunned.

She quickly picked up the young tribesman who kept coughing up blood, tears in her eyes:

“Why… why…”

The player smiled at her while spitting blood, with a tragic look:

“The goddess… said… not to let you… get hurt, we… will definitely… not let you… get hurt…”

“But…”

Firoxier looked sad:

“Even if you don’t block… I can block him…”

Player:…

“Cough cough…”

He coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, his neck tilted, and he died…

Similar situations began to be staged everywhere:

“Child! I am already very old, it’s not worth it for you to block the knife for me!”

“Child! Cheer up!”

“Why! Why are you doing this!”

“Ahhh! Damn orcs, they are still young, they are the future of the elves…”

The players joined the team of the Flame Tribe, but they did not actively fight the orcs anymore… Instead, they desperately protected the elves of the Flame Tribe, fearing that they would be hurt in the slightest.

Even at the cost of their own lives.

This made the elves of the Flame Tribe both moved and incomprehensible.

They felt as if they had become the royal family of the elves who broke through hundreds of years ago, and were protected by their tribesmen.

Gradually, the situation on the battlefield reversed, and the orcs began to flee under the pursuit of El and some players…

The young black dragon Myriel in the sky was unable to break through the barrier.

It could only keep crashing into the cage of light, looking at El and the players who were chasing the orcs, and roared angrily:

“It is indeed an evil intelligent race, so cruel! Ruaaa——! I will never let you go!”

As for the elves who died in the hands of the orcs, they were ignored by it.

Because in Myriel’s view, the evil race should be punished by death…

And listening to the roar of the black dragon, the players were confused:

“Evil intelligent race?”

“This… is it about us?”

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