After walking among the trees for a long time, we were almost close to the Elf Barrier marked on the map.
According to Isis, one of the functions of the elven barrier is to reflect intruders in the forest to the elves, and the most important one is to automatically prevent anyone approaching the place where the elves live. But how to remove the enchantment?
To stop him, he didn't say what method to use to stop him, and he probably didn't try it either.
"I feel like there's something wrong." Old Bill looked around nervously, like a mouse that felt like it was being spied on by a cat. He had been behaving this way since he walked into the forest, and the more he looked inside, the more suspicious he became. But he
He didn't have the courage to turn around and go back alone. Although the time was short, Silica's temper has been deeply imprinted on everyone here.
"Fuck. You've said this ninety-nine times. I swear I'll tear your old bones apart if I hear you say it one more time." Hilton glared at the old man fiercely, with veins on his face and eyes.
The fierce light emerged together.
"I bet I will blow out your brains before you do anything..." The old man who was originally as wretched as a mouse suddenly became fierce.
Puff. A larger lyrebird suddenly flew up from the branches. Hilton and the old man, who were facing each other angrily, jumped up at the same time like two rabbits. Everyone else was also frightened to varying degrees.
This is not the first time this has happened. The forest is full of life, and various animals appear from time to time. It was originally a peaceful and peaceful environment. Everyone's psychology is extremely tense. Although no one here is like that.
They were new to the battlefield, but they had maintained this nervous state of mind for a short while, and the accumulated psychological pressure was still beyond their imagination.
Walking on the line of life and death all year round, their hearts are extremely sensitive to danger and abnormal smells. Although no matter how carefully you observe, you can't find anything unusual, but the weird feeling permeating the air is indeed what Old Bill said.
It seems that someone is always spying on them somewhere. Having been in such a high level of fear and tension for a long time, Hilton and Mr. Bill are obviously close to their psychological limits.
"Don't be nervous." The man named Sandface spoke. He was the leader of the group and the only one who seemed calm. He still had the lifeless expression on his face, but his voice was very loud.
He was calm and easy-going. He glanced at the other people and said, "Are you afraid of death?"
"Nonsense, who is not afraid of death?" Hilton angrily inserted the fist and sword he had just drawn back.
"Then don't worry, as long as you listen to me, you will definitely not die." The man said something strange lightly. In fact, these words were not strange at first. But it felt like there was something hidden under his plain tone.
Before anyone else could react, he said something even stranger: "We all might as well have a chat."
"Chat?" The other people were stunned. This situation didn't seem to be a good environment for chatting. It was just that strange intuition that made them a little hysterical.
The man suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at everyone and said: "Let me be clear. I may have a lot of big business to do in the future, and I think highly of several people here. If you want, you can follow me in the future. You guys
If you have any hopes and requirements, feel free to tell me. I also want to hear your background."
Hilton, Druid, and old man Bill all looked at each other. Even Jessica, the woman in black who had been following the man, looked at him in surprise.
"Thank you for your respect, boss." Hilton hesitated and said, "But after this job, everyone here should be able to settle down and enjoy the rest of their lives, so now we should concentrate on doing this job well."
"Then let me tell you, this vote is absolutely hopeless." The man and woman said calmly.
"What?" "How?" "What do you mean?" Hilton and the other three were shocked. The surprise in Jessica's eyes also showed that she had no idea what was going on.
The man said calmly: "There are tens of thousands of elves in Tularion Forest, and there are hundreds of magicians among them. There are also hundreds of unicorns. You think it's just the four hundred thieves and a few of us.
Do you really want to occupy this city that has been run by elves for hundreds of years?"
"How could it be? Didn't Silica say it's just a small village?"
"Now I say no. Do you believe him or me?" The man did not argue and looked directly at his companions.
After a strange silence, Old Man Bill sighed and said, "I believe I only have one life."
"But... didn't they swear that they had successfully investigated and there were really only a few hundred people there?" Hilton did not give up. The reward for this operation did make people take risks.
"I ask you for the last time, do you believe him or me?" The man's lifeless face and voice were full of lifelessness. Coupled with his strength, it seemed that people were indeed afraid to take risks.
"Actually, I think that should be the case." Druid nodded. He had been following the team silently, and his honest and dull look seemed at first glance to be the follower of several other people. "The elf is born in
This place has been here for hundreds of years, and even when the Kingdom of Erathia was established and expanded, they did not have any idea. In terms of the lifespan of the elves, it really makes no sense for the population to decline in these hundreds of years as Silica said."
Now even Hilton no longer refutes. Once this is indeed the case, then his group of eight invaders will be completely dead. A hundred elves and magicians are definitely a terrifying concept. The lifespan of elves determines their magical attainments.
They will definitely not be rookies. Although it is said that because of their beliefs and civilization, few people specialize in practicing advanced elemental magic for attack, but those hundreds of magicians are not hundreds of cabbage. There are still tens of thousands who can be used in the fight.
An archer who serves as an instructor in the human army.
If you want to deal with this kind of battle, unless the three scrolls in Isis's hand contain the legendary forbidden curse scroll. However, there are never more than three forbidden curse scrolls in the entire continent, almost like dragons.
It is a legendary thing. If Isis could have such a treasure in his hands, he would not need to be a thief. And with his mere level of a high-level magician, he probably would not be able to use such a treasure that reaches the ultimate level of magic.
The man seemed to think this was not enough, and continued: "Negan once sent troops to cross the Tuladeon Forest and go straight to Erathia, but he couldn't get past the elves. It's just that the elves were so arrogant, so these battles were not a big deal.
That’s all. Or do you think they set up such a huge magic barrier just to protect against humans?”
"How do you know... these?" Old Bill frowned and stared at the man. "And since you know, why would you join our team?"
"How do I know? You don't need to know for the time being." The man gave a slight smile. It was weird and mysterious in the eyes of others. "If you still have doubts about me, keep walking inside.
Go and see it with your own eyes and you will understand.”
"If that's the case, why should we go in and die?" Hilton was anxious and angry, and he drew his sword again, as if he wanted to find someone to stab him twice. But he found that there was no one here who he dared to stab, so he swung it randomly.
Get up. "Fuck. I'm not fucking going to do it anymore. Fuck, why didn't you tell me earlier? Isn't it fun to say it now?"
The man said calmly: "So I just told you to follow me. Believe me, the reward will not disappoint you."
The other people were silent. They walked here nervously, but they heard such news inexplicably, which made their nerves tense and relax, and their minds could not react. Only Druid Anderson asked: "Then you want us
What to do?"
The man said: "Since we are no match for the elves, how about we help them deal with those thieves? And... maybe there are other enemies."
"What? This... is so unjust." Hilton touched his head, and several others were also stunned.
"I agree. I'll help you." Anderson almost blurted out and agreed. "As long as you can help me get a few things I need from the elves."
Hilton thought about it and had to nod. Although his mind is not necessarily very good, he can still distinguish the situation very well after so many years. The man has stated his purpose and shown that he is on the side of the elves.
From my standpoint, I don’t understand how such a person could have anything to do with the elves, but not joining in under such circumstances is the same as directly asking the other party to kill him and silence him.
Old Man Bill thought for a while, then nodded dejectedly and said, "Okay, this way we can finally win. We don't have to be turned into a hedgehog by the elf, and we don't have to go back empty-handed." The old man's mouse-like appearance was not a decoration, and he naturally saw it.
He has great connections. Besides, if you really follow such a person with real strength, maybe there will be many benefits.
Continuing to walk deeper into the forest, the man really asked about everyone's background and experience along the way. The nervousness and defensiveness disappeared. As they talked along the way, everyone slowly reached the edge of the elves' barrier.
"Why don't you ask me where I'm from? Why don't you ask me how much it costs to work with you?" Jessica, a woman in black, suddenly asked the man.
The man didn't answer with a straight face. He did ask about Hilton, Druid Anderson and Old Man Bill along the way, but he did not ask about Jessica. Hilton and the three of them didn't find it strange. In their opinion, this
Since the two of them had already gotten together and made such a vigorous and loud noise, it was natural that they were already very familiar with each other. Jessica's words like this now surprised them.
"Is it because I've done it with you, so you think I'm on the same side with you and should be yours?" The words of the woman in black were naked and very plain. "You'd better not think so.
Making love is making love, doing things is doing things, they are two different things. I have had sex with quite a few people, and I even killed a dozen of them."
The man felt sad for a while and scratched his head. The action of this ordinary young man made his original deep and mysterious temperament immediately fade a lot. He sighed: "You never said it, and I don't want to ask... Now you can just say it.
……talk about it later."
At this time, the Elf Barrier has appeared in everyone's sight.
Under the setting sun, the warnings carved by the elves on the trees in human characters commonly used in the mainland have healed into scars on the trees over time. Even a person like Hilton who is not familiar with magic can feel something strange in the air in front of him. Old Man Bill
and Anderson let out a groan of amazement at the same time. They could feel an almost infinitely extending magic barrier blending seamlessly with the surrounding trees, flowers, plants, and even the vitality in the air.
"This is simply an artistic magical project. I am willing to ask these elves for advice." Old Bill's mouse eyes shone brightly, as did the druid's.
The man stood in front of the magic barrier and hesitated for a moment, but finally took out the magic scroll. He actually didn't know the consequences of breaking into this magic barrier, so he planned to use this to enter first, and then deal with it.
The elves explained.
The scroll opened. A flame condensed by magic burned violently from the man's hand and burned directly on the magic barrier in front. Two trees also immediately burned under the magic flame.
"Will this be able to break the magic barrier?" Old Bill stared blankly. Not only was he in a daze, but others also saw that this was indeed a fire-based flame wall magic, pure fire.
The magic power is neither big nor small, and the production is a very standard scroll, but the appearance is different.
"That bastard, how dare you lie to us." The man suddenly shouted.
As if commanded by the man's voice, a strange whistling sound resounded through the trees at the same time. It was the scream of hundreds of feather arrows tearing the air at the same time. Just as the magic wall of flames burned the magic barrier
At the same time, the light and shadow in front of them distorted, and hundreds of elven archers appeared in front of them as if they emerged from the air. The arrows in their hands that were already loaded with strings suddenly shot out.
People who have never seen it with their own eyes can never imagine what it was like when hundreds of arrows flew towards five people from different directions at the same time. Although it was only a moment, those hundreds of arrows almost gathered into a wall in the air. There was no trace between the arrow feathers.
The slightest collision overlapped, and each arrow hit the eyes, throats, and chests of the five people. These arrows were enough to kill the five people hundreds of times.
Hilton and Jessica felt it almost as soon as the elf archer took action. They flew back and dodged to the side, barely avoiding the arrow that could turn them into hedgehogs. Although the druid did not transform.
But it also showed extraordinary agility, rolling over on the spot.
Old man Bill couldn't possibly have such skills. But luckily, there were others. The man rushed in front of him, covering his face with both hands.
Hundreds of arrows hid on the man at the same time, but at this moment a faint light appeared on the man's body. The arrows fell on him one after another with the sound of raindrops hitting the banana leaves.
Not even a hair was hurt.
"Grudge?" Hilton, who had just jumped away in embarrassment, shouted in surprise before he could stand still. He was worthy of being the boss now.
But this extremely powerful boss, who blocked hundreds of arrows with his body of flesh and blood, immediately raised his hands and shouted: "Please stop, we are here to surrender."