Even if it's just paddling in the area around the Gray Elf tribe.

It is also thrilling and exciting enough for these players who have not officially entered the combat profession.

Camping next to the gray elf tribe for the night? Who would have believed this in the past?

The appearance of Hussere not only turned the players in the Screen Camp into a logistics team.

Moreover, all the players who were preparing to take the combat profession were stunned to change their profession to the civil engineering branch.

But what can be done? Who said they don't have the ability to attack the Gray Elf tribe?

Just paddling along the edge, the intensity of the battle was already beyond their ability to bear.

If they accidentally encounter a patrol consisting of hundreds of Gray Elves, they may fall into a life-and-death battle.

After all, there were only a few hundred of them in total, and they were divided into several response teams. Even if all the members were equipped with combat equipment, fighting would still be quite stressful.

After stuffing himself to 100% capacity, Hussere lay down in the dirty gray spirit crypt, closed his eyes and rested for about half an hour.

After the body automatically consumes energy to heal the minor injuries caused by the high-intensity battle, it completely recovers its physical strength.

Hussere stood up, picked up the sword that the chief had polished for him again, and moved toward the Gray Elf tribe again.

Given the size of the Gray Elf tribe, he might have to fight at this level many times before he could wipe out the damage to the other side, and he might have to fight at night by burning the midnight oil.

Rush over, unparalleled, evacuate, run to the hiding spot to replenish your energy, and then rush over to start the massacre...

This cycle went on for two or three times, and Hussere was so stunned that he blocked the gray spirits in the tribe and killed them, so that they did not dare to go out!

As night fell, Hussere couldn't help scratching his head as he looked at the groups of big gray spirits blocking the entrance to the tribe and staring at them with eager eyes. How smart are these little monsters?

Just when he was thinking about whether he should go back to the hiding place to find the chief and ask them to bring blazing oil and thunder stones to set fire to the gray elf tribe's garbage dump wall, there was a loud sound in the night sky.

The wolf roar made his eyes light up!

It's the Steppenwolf Pack!

Around the Gray Elf tribe, corpses of Gray Elf were strewn everywhere, exuding a rich bloody aura.

Once again, the strong wind in the wilderness was sent to the depths of the Wailing Plains, attracting a large number of wasteland wolves.

But this is good news for Hussere, who has difficulty breaking through the defense of the Gray Elf tribe!

Avoid the heavily guarded entrance of the Gray Elf tribe.

After Husserey circled half a circle, he found a garbage wall with a gentler slope.

Use a big sword to cut off the dense wooden spears and bone spurs on the top, climb up, and then lie on the top of the garbage wall to quietly look into the Gray Elf tribe.

Perhaps because of the severe disaster during the day, all the Gray Elves gathered near the entrance of the tribe, but there was no trace of Gray Elves in the surrounding area near the wall.

After quietly sneaking into the gray elf tribe.

Hussere carefully followed the walls and the messy shacks and crypts on the ground, and felt his way deeper into the tribe.

Now that most of the gray spirits have gathered at the entrance, there are relatively few in the rear of the tribe.

Once the wasteland wolves outside begin to attack the gray elf tribe, he can take advantage of the chaos to kill and bleed into rivers of blood, and those big gray elf will definitely have no time to care about the chaos caused by an enemy like him.

But just when Hussere was complacent and thought he had completed a perfect dive, he suddenly stepped on something soft!

That thing screamed "woooooo~" like a screaming chicken and sat up violently, scaring Hussere so much that he jumped three feet high as if he had stepped on a switch!

After falling down, I took a closer look and saw a little gray spirit hiding in the darkness behind the shack and sleeping lazily. It crawled up with its belly in confusion, and bumped into him face to face with big eyes and small eyes.

Just when the little gray spirit came back to his senses, a look of horror appeared on the ugly face, and he opened his mouth and tried to scream.

Hussere sighed, struck it to death with a huge sword, then picked up the body with the tip of the sword and threw it into a cave shack.

How does that old saying come about?

As long as I kill everyone who finds me, it will be a perfect infiltration, right?

Originally, with Hussere's ability to perceive the five senses, he would not have been unable to detect the existence of a gray spirit at such a close distance.

But the problem is that the rotten stench that pervades the Gray Elf tribe and the howling sounds of wolves outside the tribe directly destroy his sense of smell and hearing.

As a result, he was unaware of the little gray spirit hiding behind the shack...

Who knew that his enemy was bleeding out in rivers outside, and even their tribe was surrounded by wolves, so how could this guy be so arrogant enough to hide in the dark and sleep lazily?

And he slept as if dead, without making a sound!

The screams of the little gray spirits still alerted some gray spirits not far away, and some of them scattered and searched for Hussere's hiding place.

Hussere held his breath and retreated into the shadow of the crypt shack, constantly moving his position to avoid the gray spirits who were searching for him.

If you really can't avoid it, when the other person is close to you, you will suddenly cover the other person's mouth and pull him into the darkness, break his neck like cracking corn, stuff it into a cave and hide it.

After spending a long time wandering around with a small group of gray goblins in dense caves and shacks, Hussere killed several of them in a sneak attack.

The gray elves, who didn't find anything unusual, left cursing and didn't even notice that many of their own kind were missing from their team.

When the other party walked away, Hussere secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It was a good thing for him that the gray spirit didn't know how to count.

As we approached the particularly tall underground shack of the Great Gray Elf Chief, the number of active Gray Elf began to increase.

Husserey then hid in an empty underground shack, lurked and waited silently.

Little did he know that when the chief and the others saw the little green dot representing him entering the Gray Elf tribe through the virtual reality map, they almost went crazy: What does this crazy monkey want to do again?

It's not that Hussere is unwilling to communicate with the chief and others, but always acts on his own initiative.

But it was too difficult to speak with his words, and the individual soldier's optical computer did not have long-distance communication capabilities, so even if he wanted to communicate with the chief, he would not be able to contact them.

Therefore, the strategies and tactics that Hussere implemented when he took action could only rely on the chiefs and others to judge and understand his intentions, so as to cooperate as much as possible.
Chapter completed!