Swoosh!
A sharp arrow flew out from the darkness and instantly hit the werewolf among the hunters. Following the elven captain's attack, the other scattered elven patrol guards also stood out, holding their longbows and instantly suppressing the enemy with suppressive fire. The Elf patrol guards had amazing fighting power in small-scale conflicts. They were all advanced professions that could fight both close and long range. The leader of the hunters was obviously a werewolf, so the Elf patrol guards shot the most arrows at it.
In an instant!
The werewolf's body was full of sharp arrows. It was hit by seven arrows in a round of attack. If it were other creatures, they would have died.
However, it was a member of the dark species. As a dark creature similar to vampires, the werewolf's life was too tenacious. Even with so many arrows in its body, it could still transform and launch a surprise attack.
"Enemy! It's the damn Elves! "
The Ogre let out an angry roar and rushed over with his heavy Bone Crusher Hammer. Behind him were two Orc hunters. They were very smart. After noticing that there was something wrong with the number of enemies, they knew to immediately break through to the side.
"Don't let any of them go!"
The Elf captain's face was full of excitement. With such an obvious advantage in numbers, the scales of victory were almost completely tilted towards them. As long as they got rid of the werewolf, the other hunters would not be able to escape.
"Explosive arrows!"
"Ready!"
Special arrows were taken out. These were explosive arrows made with alchemy. The price of one was 20 Kindler. It was a sharp weapon for adventurers to kill high-level monsters. The value of this thing was higher than gold of the same weight, so even the entire Elf patrol guards were equipped with less than five of them. It was a strategic sniper weapon. The power of the explosive arrows was equivalent to a small fireball explosion. A concentrated shot could directly kill a high-grade profession.
Rumble!
A dull explosion sounded. The werewolf was the first to be affected by the explosion. Its whole figure flew out.
Its black fur was dripping with blood, but even if it was blown out of shape, the werewolf did not lose its fighting power. After letting out a low roar, it still had the ability to break out.
"Damn it!"
"Don't let it escape!"
The elf captain pulled out the exquisite rapier at his waist, looked around, and said in a deep voice, "Follow me and stop him!"
Once they entered the forest, their bows and arrows were basically useless.
There were too many things that obstructed their vision, and the werewolves could easily use the trees to dodge arrows. It would not be easy to chase them in the wilderness.
"Ah!"
Shrill screams could be heard.
The first hunter to die was a Gnoll. In the face of more than five times the number of enemies, it was shot into a beehive.
The victory of the battle belonged to the elven patrol guards.
However, what they wanted was a great victory, a battle where they could wipe out all the hunters, so they began to disperse and surround them, preventing any enemies from escaping the valley. The second one to die was the orc hunter. When it realized that it was impossible to break through the encirclement, it suddenly went berserk and killed three elven guards.
The werewolf was heavily injured, the ogre was heavily injured, and there was only one half-beast left.
Just when the elven patrol thought that none of the hunters would be able to escape, a sharp arrow suddenly shot out from the darkness.
"Ah!"
One of the elven patrol guards was instantly killed.
A second arrow came from the darkness, and another Elven guard fell to the ground, clutching his chest.
"There are more enemies!"
"Is it a trap?"
The elf captain suddenly had a bad feeling, but he quickly realized that the enemy's shooting speed was not fast. This meant that the number of reinforcements was very small, and they could still win by relying on their advantage in numbers.
"There!"
A shout was heard, followed by the voices of others, "There's only one enemy! A few of you, come with me and take care of him! "
Søren's figure appeared at the edge of the battlefield.
When the elf vice-captain saw that Søren was alone, he immediately rushed over with his guards.
Søren was now dressed like a hunter.
He looked like a human, but his body was filled with a wild aura. When he noticed that someone was approaching, he immediately put an arrow on his bow and aimed at the elf vice-captain.
Swoosh!
A sharp arrow pierced through the air.
The human in front of him had incredible shooting skills. With a painful scream, the elf vice-captain fell to the ground and died.
On the other side.
The heavily injured werewolf was getting weaker and weaker. Under the siege of three to five elven warriors, it was about to enter a state of near death.
When Søren's figure appeared, the werewolf's eyes shone with a glimmer of hope. It suddenly sped up and ran towards Søren's position.
At this moment.
Søren put an arrow on his bow again. He aimed at the elven warriors that were chasing after the werewolf, but at this moment, his expression showed a trace of hesitation. He suddenly turned his bow and shot at one of the elven guards that was attacking the ogre.
The werewolf's scream before it died echoed.
Søren expressionlessly turned around and rushed down. He pulled out the sword at his waist and prepared to save the orc and ogre that were being surrounded.
The casualties were almost done.
As the leader of this hunter squad, the werewolf was now dead. Søren actually had the ability to save it, but if it died, it would be more beneficial for his next plan. There were only two hunters left. They would be the key to Søren's mission to hunt down the church, so these two targets must not die.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!
Søren finished off the elf warrior in front of him with a single slash. He then continued to shoot at high speed, hitting several enemies. Although they were not fatal, they still broke through the encirclement.
"Let's go!"
"Break out from there!"
Søren's voice was very deep. He looked like a rough barbarian. After he saved the ogre and orc that were lucky enough to survive, he immediately put an arrow on his bow and aimed at the elf vice-captain.
Søren had the ability to end the enemy's life with this arrow!
But in the end, he still shot the enemy's shoulder. With his ability, it was not difficult for him to wipe out all the elven patrol squads, but he did not have the slightest intention of doing so.
The reason was simple.
Kill a portion of them and let the rest return alive. Their hatred and anger would make the conflict between them and the hunters even more intense!
Søren needed to use their hatred to destroy the church's strength.
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