Chapter 496

Ever since Andreas met his enemy, he has never been such a hard job.

Ferocious, fierce and deadly.

As a former adventurer recruited by the Soren chamber of Commerce, he already felt that he was obscene and rogue in the fight.

However, compared with these elves in front of him, he felt that he was too chivalrous before

These howling long ears rarely fight one-on-one, and seem to have been used to group fighting.

Every time Andres was about to break out of the bag, several elves swarmed in and blocked him back

He even heard their excited and excited shouts:

"be careful! He's going to run

"Stop this little boss!"

"Fuck him!"

Andres:

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start

These elves are not only obscene.

They are still strong.

Very strong.

In just one encounter, Andreas could perceive the other side's solid combat experience.

They are not only of high rank, but also seem to have experienced countless battles.

Every time Andres makes a move, the Elves will stop it properly

Fighting them gives Andres the illusion of facing the old skilful mercenary leaders who have been on the verge of life and death for many years.

However, Andres knew that such mercenaries could only be honed after years of hard work and hardships, one in a hundred.

But these guys in front of me are not those mercenary leaders

They are elves!

Recognized as the worst fighting spirit among the intelligent race!

However, it is these elves who have been ridiculed by Andreas in private for countless times, but now they appear in front of him in an attitude never imagined

Fierce, cunning, crazy.

Even though he had learned from some news channels of the chamber of commerce that the Elven mercenaries emerging from the underground war were powerful, Andres did not expect that the other side should be so difficult.

However These elves not only have strong individual strength, but also know how to cooperate.

They usually form a small group of five.

And there was always a hard bone in the group who was heavily armored and armed to his teeth, so that Andreas couldn't find a place to cut

The spirit may not have a strong fighting power, but its ability to resist beating is terrible.

Every time Andreas was going to fight hard, the hard bone would step forward and block all his deadly attacks.

At the most, the other party will continue to fight for another second.

When Andres has just removed one force, and the next has not been mentioned, the surrounding Elves will seize the opportunity to rush forward

Every move they made was addressed to his most lethal and difficult place to guard against.

However, the level of these elves is not bad at all.

Even, many of them are not below Andres at all.

The sudden attack of such existence is very difficult to guard against before the strength is raised.

Almost every round of attack, Andreas will add new wounds to his body.

This almost completely fell into a passive play, which made Andreas feel sick and want to vomit blood.

But there are more disgusting.

Behind the spirits who besieged the hunting party, there were still guys in priestly robes.

Whenever there are elves injured, they will sing a spell and use magic to cure them.

Their divinity was more powerful than the priests of the eternal church, almost immediately.

According to Andres, the injury should be recuperated for at least ten days and a half months, and then recovered in a flash.

That terrible speed of treatment shocked Andres.

In the ebb and flow, none of the elves fell, but there were fewer orcs and mercenaries following Andreas

As he fought, Andreas felt weaker and weaker, numbing even his wounds.

"Spirit! Do you dare to fight one on one? "

He growled reluctantly.

However, Andres only got the grimace of the elves.

Yeah, grimace.

It's hard for Andreas to imagine that the word would appear in elves.

However, looking at their excited faces with a little crazy smile, and the exclamation of cheers or regrets when orcs and mercenaries are killed, the expression of indifference to killing and death makes Andres feel extremely thrilled

He has been on the mainland for more than 30 years and has seen too many people, too many races.He's seen guys who love to fight, and he's seen cruel guys.

Of all the intelligent races he had ever seen, however, he had rarely met a fellow as crazy as the elves in front of him.

Some people kill for wealth, others kill for status.

However, in front of these elves, their eyes are only excited and bloodthirsty.

They It's for pleasure.

It seems that in their eyes, they are not enemies, but toys to get happiness.

Andres had seen a similar look only in the fanatical cult followers and the color dragon who was flirting with its prey

At this time, Andreas finally understood why these spirits were called evil spirits by the residents of the underground world.

But it's late.

There were fewer orcs and mercenaries with them, but more and more elves besieged Andres.

And if there's anything else about these elves that comforts Andres, maybe it's the five elves who besieged him all the time

Although the later elves surrounded him, they did not.

If they did, Andreas would have been killed on the spot.

And just as Andreas thought it was the spirit's last conscience, he heard the conversation again.

"Why not? You are so slow. Can I help you? "

Not finished?

Andreas was a little surprised.

He subconsciously swept around, but was shocked to find that he was the only one who did not know when he was still fighting, and there was no standing human or Orc behind him.

For a moment, Andres's heart was cold.

And the voices of the elves continued:

"no way, this man is a little fierce Don't grab heads! This is ours

"Yes, we've been fighting for a long time. Don't try to gain experience."

"Hey, a silver has been fighting for so long, vegetable brother."

"This is a genie, OK?"

Elves?

Is this about me?

Andreas couldn't understand the words in the other person's mouth, but somehow he felt insulted.

He wanted to roar and fight again.

However, the transition of blood loss has made him no longer have the strength

After struggling against it for several times, the sword in his hand was finally picked away by the spirit warrior in heavy armor with a big drink. The next second, four other elves rushed up and stabbed him into a hedgehog.

Andrews opened his mouth and puffed out only a mouthful of black blood and knew nothing.

At the last second of consciousness, he had only one thought left:

unfortunately, the three elves had not been sold.

It's worth a lot of money

……

The one-sided battle ended in less than ten minutes.

Players in good condition begin to clean up the battlefield, while players with more serious injuries receive deep treatment from priest players and healing specialist Druids.

"Every time I watch them fight, I always have the illusion that they are possessed by demons It's really a bloody disaster to fight against these guys

After that, he looked at the red dragon tiberia on one side and explained:

"by the way," is a famous saying of Tianxuan's hometown, which roughly means that this person is in bad luck. "

Tiberia

Seeing the silent expression of the red dragon, the black dragon, who showed off his little knowledge of the world, was a little disappointed, but he coughed twice and asked again:

"how about it? Do you feel like you're subverting your own perception? These guys They are not ordinary elves at all. When facing the enemy, they are just a group of lawless bastards. They are mean and shameless, cruel and crazy. They can't be connected with the image of flattering you and being extremely friendly in the spirit forest... "

After listening to miryl's words, tiberia's eyes gradually brightened, and her eyes toward the players were full of Splendor:

"isn't that good?"

"Well What? "

Merrill felt herself choking.

"I mean Isn't that good? "

Tiberia repeated.

After that, it looks at the players and gets excited:

"flattering and obedient to the inside, cruel and bloodthirsty to the outside This is the most perfect servant in my imagination

Merrill

Servants?

You're just a tool dragon that provides scales and saliva.

make complaints about it.

, what make complaints about Tucao is that it suddenly joined the game player, and shouted at the same time:"There are those who have seized beautiful gems and lovely gold pounds, who can come to Meryl to exchange for their shining scales!"

This cunning bastard!

The red dragon's expression changed, and then his eyes brightened, and he quickly cried out:

"I'll give it twice as much as it does!"

Merrill

……

Players are cleaning up the battlefield.

But the leader, Xiao xianmiao, looked at the guild members and said, "these orcs and human mercenaries are so delicious, aren't they? I remember they were not very strong? "

She thought the monster could be so powerful.

It seems that It's just that.

If we knew this, we didn't have to ambush at all. We could just push it flat.

Looking at the equipment all over the place, the cuckoo bird shook his head:

"it's not that they are weak, but we are stronger."

"Are we stronger?"

Xiaoxianmiao raised her eyebrows.

"However, the mission level of the death desert is level 40. I really thought we would be in a fierce battle. As a result, before I even had time to put a few fireballs, they all fell down. It was too much fun."

"Come on, thanks to you didn't set off more fireballs, or we would have fallen."

The optimist joked.

"Go away! Clean up the battlefield

Xiaoxianmiao raised his staff and gave him a sharp slap on the bottom.

"Ouch

Happy day sends a painful cry, ha ha, laughs and runs away.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

There was a burst of laughter from the other players around.

As they laughed, they picked up the equipment that had fallen after the orcs and mercenaries died. From time to time, people found gold pounds or other trinkets and made a surprise sound. Then they ran to miryl and tiberia to ask for credit.

At this time, a few players suddenly cried out with excitement:

"president! There are still three live ones here

"Ha ha ha ha! They died of laughter Don't you know that those who are killed by us will be "destroyed"

"There's something about this AI design. I feel like it's showing my IQ."

"Ha ha ha ha..."

Hearing the player's voice, xiaoxianmiao forgets the past and sees two human mercenaries and one ORC.

It seems that the three people have been scared, pale, shivering, looking at the players' eyes full of fear.

"Well? Live? "

Xiaoxianmiao is a little surprised.

She thought for a moment and walked up to several people, who were even more frightened to see her coming.

Although they were playing dead just now, they could see clearly.

Among all the elves, the one who looks petite and lovely is the most terrifying

With a big fireball, she directly burnt the three mercenaries into coke!

"Jing Lord Spirit! Don't Don't kill us Don't kill us We surrender

The mercenary quickly begged for mercy.

After listening to each other's words, xiaoxianmiao moved in his heart and said:

"yes, but tell us all the news you know about the desert of death, and the orc tribe nearby."

The dragon can fly, is a good means of investigation.

So players have known for a long time that there are Orc tribes nearby.

It's just not sure how many people there are and how many strong people there are that have come up with the idea of drawing the snake out of the cave.

After listening to Xiao xianmiao's words, the two mercenaries were granted amnesty, and then, under the glare of the only orc, they disclosed all the information they knew, including all the information about the orc tribe

"A thousand men, four or five hundred Orc warriors..."

Xiao Xianmao is thoughtful.

"It's a small tribe that can fight. If you attack at night, you can take it away in a wave."

Said the gourd, who was in the audience.

"I think so."

The optimists agree.

Even the lunch box, which had not spoken, nodded in secret.

"Let's sneak in tonight..."

Xiaoxianmiao finally made a decision.

"Well These people? "

The optimist looked at the two mercenaries and orcs and asked.

"Cough, I'm just a little short of experience. Can you give it to me? I can get less equipment. "

He asked.

Looking at his bright smile and white teeth, and the sword still dripping with blood, the human mercenary and orc look pale.

However, xiaoxianmiao shook his head.

She looked carefully at the mercenaries and orcs, and their bodies and muscles, which were much thicker than the elves, and her eyes lit up slightly.She suddenly threw out a skill that she had acquired after taking part in the priesthood profession [the eye of faith], and looked at several people's beliefs.

No surprise, it's all red.

It's Thaksin.

However, it is light red.

"Shallow believers..."

Murmured little Xianmao.

Then, she showed a sweet smile and looked at the three people.

However, the words are like the devil:

"give up your faith, I can consider sparing your life."

Other players were stunned:

"poof Xianmiaoju, do you really want to let them go

"This is the enemy."

"Yes! A black iron mercenary has a lot of experience

However, xiaoxianmiao shook his head:

"who said they would go back?"

"Not put it back?"

Other players are even stranger.

"If you don't put it back, do you want to take it back?"

"The forest of elves won't let other races in? This is the enemy... "

"Yes! Don't expose the secrets of the goddess Ouch! Why are you pinching me! It won't be exposed, keywords will be blocked! "

The players are full of gossip.

And xiaoxianmiao shook his head:

"who said they were allowed into the forest of elves?"

"It just occurred to me that there were still many miners in the ravendale mine in the dark Canyon..."

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