Hundreds of elven archers were dozens of meters ahead, their bows fully stringed and arrows shining between their fingers.
The five intruders did not dare to move at all. The magic barrier of the elves hid all the elves behind them, and even the murderous intent was completely blocked. In addition to showing the excellent archery skills of the elves, this round of volleys also
It also shows their lack of actual combat experience. In fact, only a dozen arrows can make the opponent unable to dodge, and shooting another round of arrows while dodging the figure in the air can definitely turn anyone into a hedgehog. No one can.
They didn't want the elves to use this sniping trick on themselves, so they didn't move.
The man did not move. Even the instantaneous fighting spirit to protect the body was only for a short time, and the eyes could not be protected by fighting spirit. For an elf archer, shooting an eye was not much more difficult than shooting an elephant.
They didn't move, perhaps because they were stunned. As the magic barrier was burned, it also fluctuated, and several dead trees that originally looked ordinary began to move. A huge body ten meters high waved its arms with dead branches slowly.
He walked over step by step with slow steps. Some of the vines on the ground also twisted like snakes, and many sharp thorns gradually grew on them.
Behind the elf were more than a dozen tall and divine unicorns, with sharp horns as thick as an arm flowing with magical light. No one doubted the danger and lethality of these animals because they ate grass.
A huge buzzing sound sounded above the elf's head, and a wasp bigger than Massachusetts was flying and circling in the sky, making people's scalps twitch at the sight. Only a little bit of the stinger on the wasp's tail was exposed, although
It is much smaller than the arrowhead on the elf's hand, but even if it is only stuck on the finger, it can kill half of a person's life.
"To deal with these things, the stench rises to the sky? *Hilica's mother." Hilton muttered as he looked blankly at the giant that the dead tree had turned into. He couldn't even hold the sword in his hand steadily. He knew clearly.
Even if he stabbed a thousand swords on this thing, it would probably have no effect, and one kick from this big tree trunk could crush him like a mouse.
Only then did he realize that such a strange combination of magic and the arrows of the elves would definitely not be able to please even an army.
"Please stop. We are friends." The man raised his hands and shouted again. But this time he changed from a surrenderer to a friend.
"Friend? That's nonsense. We don't have friends like you." An elf with a rather strange attire, who should be an elder, shouted loudly and raised his hand. "This man has a heavy aura of darkness. Kill him first..."
"I was sent by Cedros." The man roared almost at the top of his lungs. The elf elder's hand paused on the way down.
Hilton and Jessica had good eyesight, and they could see that the muscles in the hands of the elf archers bulged because they were about to let go and then tightened immediately. In the blink of an eye, these hundred arrows were shot out.
"Mr. Cedros? What evidence is there? We haven't heard him say it." The elf elder hesitated and looked at the man as if hesitant, but the cold light in his eyes was very clear. "I'm warning you.
.These are extraordinary times. We have no choice but to kill others and are unwilling to delay. You only have one chance to explain your identity."
The huge wasp hovering in the sky lowered its height, and more and more wasps were flying from all directions in the forest. They gathered in a dark cloud shape and shrouded a dozen meters above the man's head. An amplified roar sounded.
It's like a thunderstorm brewing in a thundercloud. This is a wasp transformed by the natural magic of elves. This thundercloud may not be as lethal as a real thundercloud, but the people who die below will definitely be more likely to die than being struck by lightning.
A hundred times worse.
The man thought for a while, sighed, reached out and took off a mask from his face, and said calmly: "Is Luya still here? She should remember that I brought her out of the Forest of Whispers."
The elves all let out a small exclamation in unison. That face was clearly the man they had tried every possible means to arrest, and then it was said that when the church and all the countries on the mainland also started to arrest the man, the Presbyterian Council inexplicably gave up on the wanted man.
.
The ones who were even more surprised were Hilton, Old Bill and Druid. Druid looked a little better, but Old Bill's rat eyes were as wide as ever, making him look like a tarsier.
Hilton's jaw hung like a dislocated joint. His throat made a goose-like sound, and he even dropped his fists and swords. His trembling fingers covered the newly exposed face. They at least saw it in their dreams and had close contact with him.
I have met the owner of this face dozens of times, and I often wake up laughing because I often dream of capturing him alive.
The elf elder did not look surprised and nodded slightly. As soon as his hand came close, the huge group of wasps covering the man's head immediately dispersed and flew into the forest. He looked at the horrified Silika San
He frowned and asked, "Are these also Mr. Cedros's people?"
"No, they are my people." The man turned back to look at the three of them and smiled. This smile was completely opposite to the lifeless smile on the mask. It was as beautiful and friendly as the glacier thawing and the sun melting into snow. "You think so, right?
"
Hilton looked at the man's expression, while Old Bill looked at the elf archers in front. Although their bows had been loosened and their arrows lowered, it only took a moment to tighten the arrows and aim again. Then the two of them simultaneously
He lowered his head and sighed, then looked up at the man and said, "Of course, you are the boss."
The druid's surprised expression disappeared and returned to an honest look. Jessica blinked her big black eyes and looked at the man expressionlessly and silently.
"I heard the news that thieves were going to attack the Tularion Forest during my trip, so I came here to take a look. These friends were also added on the way. This magic scroll was just a small misunderstanding." The man walked away with a smile.
Approaching the elf elder, he said that no one except himself could tell the truth from Feng's words. "We got into that gang of thieves on the way, and now they are probably ready to attack. Let's rush here to give you a warning..."
A huge explosion came from the distance of the forest, and a large number of birds in the forest flew up. The elf elder turned around and said in shock: "How is it possible? They arrived so soon? Did they cross the barrier?"
"They must be those thieves, let's go and take a look." The man waved to the Hilton trio and ran towards that direction with the elves.
Hilton ran along stupidly for a few steps and looked up at the deadwood guard next to him who was taking huge steps. He turned around and asked with a puzzled and dazed look on his face: "Don't you think we were pulled in for no reason?
The feeling of a pirate ship...fuck..."
"Aren't we...just...thieves?" Old Bill replied breathlessly at the end. Then the Druid who turned into a werewolf pulled him over and put him on his shoulders.
"No...I feel like...inexplicably..."
On the edge of the elf's residence, a raging fire was burning. In the flames, three incomplete dead wood guards twisted their bodies. They moved a few times like an old woman on the verge of death, then fell to the ground and shattered.
There are more dead trees guarding the burning fragments on the ground, and there are more than a dozen black elf corpses. This scroll of hell flames is used just right. This top-level fire magic has a wide range and is so powerful that it only
He killed six deadwood guards that the elf mages had activated with their spells in one go.
But Isis didn't have the slightest expression of pride on his face. Instead, he had a sad face. This scroll of hell flames was something he took away from the magic academy with all the hard work when he escaped from Ironfast. It has been used as a life-saving amulet.
I have kept it until now. I saw that the deadwood guards summoned by the elf mages were trampling the thieves at the front one by one, and the thieves were completely unable to take the things and the elf archers behind them, so I had no choice but to do this.
Just used it and went out.
"Okay,*..." A thief who was guarding Isis popped out half of his head from the shield to see clearly the power of this magic. He shouted excitedly and immediately fell back like a log.
.A feather arrow shot into his eye socket until the end was gone, and only a small tip emerged from the back of his head.
Another thief immediately rushed up next to him, picked up the big shield in the hand of his not-quite-dead companion, and stood next to Isis. The shield was big enough and heavy enough, and their mission was to protect the only one in the team who could use magic.
Deputy Chief.
Thieves kept falling to the ground, but there was no scream, but they fell silently. The arrows of the elves usually shot into the head from the human eye, or penetrated the Adam's apple. These
It was impossible to scream in this place, and there were many thieves who had protected their heads and necks. However, the arrows accurately passed through the two ribs from the chest and abdomen and penetrated into the lungs and heart. As long as they hit the chest and abdomen,
It must have penetrated these two fatal organs at the same time. Although they did not necessarily die immediately when they fell, they could not scream, only grunting and twitching like a pig that was almost drained of blood.
Although the bows of the elves are just ordinary wooden bows, and their arm strength is usually not very strong. However, there are no injured among the thieves, they are all dead, and they all die with one arrow. These are the elf archers
It was due to that incredible accuracy. There were four hundred thieves, and they couldn't always cover their eyes and throats. The elves didn't have to worry about having no targets at all.
However, a blast of hellfire finally improved the situation. He killed more than a dozen elves and greatly boosted the morale of the thieves. Silica waved his giant sword and shouted: "Brothers, come on, they don't have any."
How many people are there? These are all gold coins. You can catch as many as you want."
The thieves shouted loudly and all rushed forward.
But Silica did not move. Instead, she walked to Isis and asked softly: "How many elves do you think there are left?"
"How do I know?" Isis replied with a sad face. Although they broke through the barrier and successfully entered the edge of the elf stronghold as planned, but not all the elves were attracted there as expected.
On the contrary, there were actually many elves coming towards their direction, and even a dozen elves and mages. Although they all looked surprised when they saw them sneaking into the barrier, they immediately united and attacked them.
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The combat power displayed by these elves was even more astonishing to the Master. Notwithstanding the almost fatal arrows of the archers, when Silica ordered the thieves to rush forward and attack at close range, the dozen or so elven mages immediately began to cast spells.
, the trees that were ordinary just now turned into moving monsters.
Silica has now completely dismissed the idea of capturing Tularion as his own fantasy. He bet that when he goes back, he will tear those few people who reported that this place is just a small village into pieces. And those idiots have no description at all.
The fighting power of the good elves. Now as long as there are three to four hundred more such elves, they will only be able to scurry away.
A burst of arrow feathers immediately answered Silica's question to Isis. Dozens of thieves fell in this burst of arrows. This time, many thieves finally screamed. This burst of arrows came from those
The elves who had just rushed from other places after hearing the explosion were too far away or were shooting while running, which caused their aim to be a little off.
Silica glanced at the hundreds of elves that appeared in the forest in just a moment, and her face was ashen. Isis's face was even more ugly, and he screamed like a mouse with its tail stepped on: "*, how many elves are there?
People."
In just a few seconds while the two were talking, hundreds of elves appeared in their sight. And not only the elves, but also the tall horned cap also rushed out of the forest, and plunged into it with a sudden movement.
He entered the group of thieves and knocked the thief in front of him off his back. At the same time, a dazzling white light burst out from the horn. The thieves around him immediately wailed and covered their eyes. The horn, which was stronger and sharper than any long sword, penetrated.
Inside the thieves' bodies, after picking and throwing them, the thieves flew up into the air with blood and sometimes some internal organs screaming.
The elf mage recited a spell, and those thieves who were about to rush in front of the elf archers would immediately be entangled in vines emerging from the soil. There would also be spikes growing on the vines, and some would even kill the thieves alive.
strangled.
Following the elf mage's spell, many huge wasps, small snake-like centipedes, and spiders larger than crabs and brighter in color than their skirts emerged from nowhere.
The thieves' charge turned into an escape after only three seconds, and they also left behind half of the men in several departments.
Those beautiful, slender figures and beautiful faces that could be exchanged for countless gold coins were originally so beautiful and cute in the minds of the two of them, but now they are no different from a lot of cockroaches. If you force it
The difference is that cockroaches are definitely not that scary. You can see dozens of elves appearing almost every second.
"Fuck that old man. He actually asked us to come here?" Huanlika roared, and slashed a unicorn that rushed in front of him with his sword. The unicorn made a mournful cry and the sound of broken bones.
, a body bigger than a horse flew away under his sword. He roared at Isis: "Hurry up and use the scroll that the damn old man gave us."