Game of the World Tree

Hearing Samir's words, the people of the flame tribe had a moment of hesitation.

A trembling old elf reluctantly touched a bag in his hand and opened a corner to reveal a thick and old book with gorgeous patterns.

His voice was bitter:

"this These are all the paper classics that we brought out from the forest of elves. They are the inheritance of the elves for thousands of years. If we leave them behind, the elves... "

Samir gave him a complicated look and sighed:

"the Mother God has returned and civilization can continue, but if all the elves die, there will be nothing left."

Philosier felt the thick genealogy of the flaming tribe he was carrying, and there was a faint flash of tears in the corner of his eyes.

"Alas..."

She sighed. Under the eyes of many old elves, she mercilessly threw the thick genealogy of the flame clan, which has been passed on for thousands of years, and recorded the countless history and glory of the tribe on the ground

"Family Patriarch

Several old Elves were shocked.

Philothil took a look at them and released his black iron upper breath

For a moment, all the old Elves were quiet and looked at her imploring.

Philothil avoided their eyes, and his voice was as cold as iron, and with irrefutable momentum:

"history is written by civilization, and the carrier of silver civilization is ultimately the spirit itself. If we can't even protect ourselves, these classics Don't worry about it! "

"Look at the children of the family! We still have the future, we still have the hope! We have lived a life of vagabond, we can't let them live our ordinary life any more

After that, she ordered in an old voice:

"everyone, throw down the load and dry food, only with weapons, protect the children to break through the encirclement at full speed!"

Seeing that all the respected elders were like this, the elves hesitated for a moment, and then they were cruel to throw their luggage on the ground.

For a moment, there were some wails in the crowd.

With their red eyes, the old elves drew out their weapons, looked at the luggage on the ground with grief, and followed them with a roar:

"break through! We break through! "

The magic from them.

These old elves who have lived to the present are very old, but they were also the most powerful warriors of the elves!

Looking at the people who turned grief into strength, philothil felt a little trance for a moment.

She seems to have returned to the day when she led the army of elves to break through the forest of elves with the help of human, Orc and Drake armies

Taking a deep breath, she held up her flame staff which has been passed down for thousands of years:

"let's go, friends! Let's go home

The dazzling magic light was released from the staff, and the plants in front of them immediately made way for a road.

Three ring magic, jungle command.

More than 200 elves began to change their formation, and all the old elves came to the outermost zone, with the spirit warriors and spirit Rangers as the vanguard, and the mages, druids and ELF shooters as the backing.

And the young men and women carried their young spirits and were protected in the middle of the team.

"Go

They yelled and charged along the road opened by the patriarch.

After they left, the plants closed again, covering the original road.

"No! The elves want to break through! "

The orc scout, who had been watching in the distance, changed his expression and sounded his horn again.

The orcs, hidden in the forest of elves, began their operations under the guidance of the horn.

"Those scouts are passing on the message. Kill them!"

At the sound of the Scout's horn, Samir's face changed and he yelled at the elf hunters in the team.

Several elf hunters hesitated, and they habitually aimed at each other's limbs.

At this time, an old spirit grabbed the bow, aimed at the orc scouts and shot it

The arrow shot through the orc's throat in an instant.

Then, the old elf looked at the hunters and said with red eyes:

"when is it? Don't be merciful! Think about how they treat us these years! Is your precise archery just for shooting

"Even if the killing will cause us to die and fall into hell, we will kill a way for the flame tribe!"

After hearing his words, a trace of shame flashed on the faces of some elf hunters.

But soon, their expressions became firm and raised their bows and arrows.

The orc's main force, under the guidance of the horn, finally stopped the spirits of the flame tribe.

Nearly a hundred armed orcs rushed out of the forest. With the blessing of the priest's divinity, the brilliance of their magic power flashed on their bodies, blocking the way of the elves.At the same time, more orcs are coming from further parts of the forest.

"The old Elves will not stay. They will catch all the women and the young elves alive!"

In the orc procession, the leading priest uttered a loud cry.

"Hum!"

Samir uttered a cold hum, and powerful magic kept gathering on him.

After accepting Eve's blessing, he has become a 41 level Silver Natural priest.

But in fact, he had another career -

Druid.

At the same time, his Druid career also received feedback, and he was promoted to silver!

This is the real reason why Eve chose to let him look for the elves!

In order to protect the Mother God's secret, Samir does not intend to use magic easily, but the magic that belongs to Druid can be used.

With the sound of the incantations, countless thick vines came out of the soil and entangled the orcs.

"Medium Druid!"

Among the orcs, the priest uttered a strange cry, which made the whole team stagnant.

Medium That's silver.

In the whole cave tribe, only the chief priests have this strength!

For a moment, the orcs were in a bit of a mess.

The spirits of the old elves in front of the team were refreshed. They drew out their weapons and seized the opportunity to chop the hapless orcs to the ground.

However, if you observe carefully, you will find that the elves have not killed the orcs completely. As long as they lose their fighting power, they will not pursue them any more

Kindness

It is the glory and sorrow of the elves.

Samir's magic is like a subversive weight in the balance of war.

The powerful control magic was displayed, and the half orcs' fighting power was almost instantaneous. In the face of desperate spirits, they were good at fighting hand to hand, but they were defeated for a time.

However, even with silver, Samir could not control all orcs.

Still, many orcs rushed in and fought with the elves.

As soon as the battle is over, the gap will be reflected.

Old elves are old, and orcs are mostly young.

Therefore, they took all their energy to kill the old elves Just a moment later, several old elves fell down.

Looking at the people who died in the war, philothil's eyes were red.

Every old elf who has lived to this day is her comrade in arms.

And every old elf who has experienced a long time has also mastered countless knowledge

If we put it in the era of peace, every elder is the most precious existence of the ethnic group.

But now, they have to fight for the future of their ethnic groups.

Philothil closed her eyes and opened them again.

She turned her grief into strength, and constantly applied magic shield to the people in front of her, and roared:

"kill! Let's kill out! "

The death of the old elves was not without effect. They also consumed the orcs' power.

In desperate, they actually tore open the encirclement!

Seeing the forest ahead, Samir's eyes brightened and he yelled:

"we are going to make a breakthrough! Let's get out of the war quickly. Don't get entangled with orcs! "

After that, he took a look at the wounded old people in the line, bit his teeth and said:

"the elderly and the wounded Leave the queen

After that, he said to philothil:

"philothil, you take the people to break through, and I will stay to help the empress!"

Philosier's eyes were frozen and wanted to say something, but seeing Samir's firm gaze, he finally nodded:

"you Be sure to keep up. "

After that, she raised her staff and drank again:

"break through!"

Then she went on with the rest of the tribe.

The face of the priest hiding in the orc ranks changed:

"not good! They're going to break through! Come on! Call on Lord Merrill! Don't let them break through! "

The orc on one side received the command and quickly pulled out a horn and blew it into the sky:

"woo --"

the sound of the horn was extremely loud, and it spread far and far

And soon, countless birds flew out of the forest. They seemed to be frightened and began to fly around.

"Rua -"

an excited hissing came from the sky.

"What sound?"

The elves immediately became extremely vigilant.However, before they raised their heads, a huge pressure came to the scene.

All the people, including orcs, could not help but fight for a moment.

A huge shadow shrouded over the elves who broke through the encirclement.

Philoxeil raised her head slowly.

She saw a terrifying behemoth!

It has a ferocious appearance, black hair and ink scales, a skull like a skeleton, and the iconic spines and horns on the top of the head

For a moment, her pupils shrank, and the whole person couldn't help crying out: "black Black dragon

Black dragon!

Of all the dragons in the world,

the most violent and despicable, the most vicious and vicious, and the most infamous existence!

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