"Hehe, victory will definitely belong to us Half-Beastmen! I don't believe that an army of 30,000, the most elite and powerful warriors of our Half-Beastmen tribes, can't deal with the declining Elves! "
Lionheart King Imsh said proudly.
The Chief High Priestess glanced at him and shook her head slightly.
"Ju Shan thought so too, but now … there are no more Grotto Tribes in the world."
"Hmph! Mere Elves definitely can't resist our army! Even if Death has given them a certain resurrection ability! "
Lionheart King Imsh sneered.
After saying that, he looked into the distance with a somewhat disdainful expression.
"After being hunted by us and the humans for so many years, it would be a miracle if the elves could gather a thousand warriors even if they wanted to. Furthermore … with the little strength they have left, they are no match for us!"
"An army of 30,000, if everyone pees, they can drown! Even if they are Death's Chosen, their souls will completely collapse after a few resurrections. I don't believe that those Elves can keep resurrecting! "
"Not to mention … we still have a backup plan!"
Hearing Imsh's words, the Chief High Priestess shook her head and her expression gradually became serious.
"Your Majesty, don't underestimate the power of Gods!"
"The Elves are indeed weak, but the existence behind them is a new God who has not yet left the Segers Plane and ascended to heaven!"
"And a new God who has not yet ascended to heaven has mastered the highest level of Priesthood. Even if he has very few followers, his strength is far from what we can compare to …"
"As long as his divine power is not used up, he is almost invincible in the material world … Otherwise, Lord Walker would not have fallen in the Elven Forest."
Lionheart King Imsh suddenly froze after hearing the words of the Chief High Priestess.
Looking at the female Half-Beastman High Priestess in front of him, his expression was somewhat bewildered.
"You mean to say … this Evil God might even personally attack us in this War of Faith? Stop us from killing the Elves? "
"If the one behind them is forced into a corner, it is indeed possible for him to directly attack with the body of a God and break the rules …"
The Chief High Priestess' expression was very calm.
But after saying that, her expression became very fanatical again.
"Of course, if the other party really attacks us with the body of a God, that is what His Holiness Father wants to see …"
Hearing these words, Imsh seemed to think of something, and his expression changed slightly.
His complexion didn't look too good, even a little pale. His hands were slightly clenched, and his sharp nails were almost digging into his flesh …
"You mean to say … You mean to say …"
When he spoke, he was actually gnashing his teeth.
"Those below the True God Realm are all ants!"
At this moment, the Chief High Priest's voice rang in Imsh's ears, jolting him awake.
The Lionheart King Imosh shuddered. Only then did he realize that he had unknowingly broken out in a cold sweat.
He wanted to say something, but when he saw the faint smile on the High Priest's face, he hesitated.
"Your Majesty …"
Just as the Lionheart King Imsh was bewildered, the Chief High Priest's light voice rang out once more.
"How … do you view us Beastmen?"
Without waiting for the other party to answer, the Chief High Priest continued.
"We Beastmen … After all, we are only the lowest Iron Race. The potential of our race is not even comparable to that of the humans who are not even Iron Race!"
"In the past thousand years, the magic of the world of Segers has been low, and His Holiness Father has gradually become stronger. This has allowed us to truly gain a foothold in the world of Segers …"
"But now … the magic of the world of Segers has begun to rise, and His Holiness Father's strength has reached a bottleneck."
"With the return of magic, those who were originally sleeping will also wake up. The continent of Segers, which has been peaceful for a thousand years, will be in chaos …"
"The foundation of us Beastmen is still too weak. If we want our race to truly grow into a powerful race like the Beastmen or even the humans … there is only one way!"
At this point, the Chief High Priest's expression became more and more fanatical.
"That is … to let His Holiness Father obtain a more powerful Priesthood and become a more noble existence!"
"For this … at all costs! Even if it means sacrificing our lives! "
The Lionheart King Imsh's pupils shrank slightly.
"This is a gamble!"
"Of course it is a gamble!"
The Chief High Priest's tone was calm, but his eyes were unprecedentedly blazing.
"Two thousand years ago … we won a gamble and obtained the Desert of Death."
"A thousand years ago, we won a gamble and obtained the Gloom Mountain Range and the Elven Forest."
"This time … if we win, we have hope of becoming a truly powerful race! On an equal footing with the Beastmen, the humans, and even the Megalosaurus! "
…
About fifteen kilometers south of the Black Dragon Castle, on a relatively steep hill.
This place was three hundred kilometers away from the World Tree in a straight line, and it was also the maximum distance that players could move at.
At this moment, a brand-new and simple lookout tower had been built on the once bare hillside.
And in the lookout tower, three elves were bored to death around a bonfire.
"Achoo!"
Demacia sneezed, wrapping himself tightly around the small blanket he had seized from the human caravan as he scolded, "That's right.
"Seriously, this game's weather system is too exaggerated. It's so cold!"
"After all, it's autumn! And it's in the mountains … Moreover, the most attractive thing about Elven Nation is that it's realistic! Moreover, you can turn off the temperature perception! "
A low-level player laughed.
Demacia shook his head.
"Pain perception can be turned off, but if the warmth perception is turned off, too much fun will be lost."
Hearing his words, the two players fell into deep thought.
One of them hesitated for a moment, then asked curiously.
"By the way … Almighty Demacia, building an outpost at the edge of the map to conduct surveillance is so boring. Why did you accept it?"
"Yes, yes!"
Another player around the bonfire also nodded repeatedly.
"This is considered the most boring mission in the event. For players like us who haven't reached level 11, the EXP is considerable and not bad. But Almighty Demacia, you're already level 21, right? This EXP isn't even one-third of your EXP bar, right? "
Hearing the words of the two low-level players, Demacia's face fell.
He sighed and shook his head helplessly.
"I can't help it … I played too much games at the end of last year and failed six subjects. In the end, my school has a summer semester again this year! "
"It's starting in a few days. The make-up exams are scheduled for the semester. If I fail again this time, I'll have to retake them. If I retake six subjects in one go … I'm going to die. Even my attendance will kill me … "
"University student?"
The two players asked curiously.
"Yes, freshman."
Demacia sighed.
"Well … I'm doing missions while revising."
He took a screenshot of his vision and sent it to his two teammates.
When they saw the PowerPoint in the screenshot, the two teammates instantly cast sympathetic looks.
"But then again … The thought acceleration technology in Elven Nation is really amazing! Especially when it comes to reviewing homework and writing theses. The efficiency is too high! "
One of them sighed.
The other person shook his head.
"Forget it … How many people in the game have the patience to use thought acceleration to learn? Watching videos is fine. If there's really learning, it's just cramming … Um … Ahem, Almighty Demacia, I'm not talking about you … "
Demacia's face darkened.
He was about to say something when his expression suddenly changed. His pair of sharp ears suddenly stood up.
"Did you hear that? It sounds like footsteps … "
"Footsteps?"
The two low-level players were stunned.
"No … Is it background music? Hmm … The background music in the Gloom Mountain Range is pretty good. "
Demacia was speechless.
"Why the hell would there be background music for a surveillance mission! Turn it off! Turn it off! "
He was speechless.
Then, without waiting for the two rookies to answer, he stood up with his blanket wrapped around him and walked to the edge of the watchtower.
The sky was already a little dark. The mountain wind blew, making his face a little itchy. He squinted his eyes slightly.
However, when Demacia saw the scene outside the watchtower, his eyes widened. He could not help but curse.
"F * ck!"
In his field of vision …
There were Orcs all over the mountains.
There was no end in sight, nor was there any way to count them!
After being shocked, Demacia's expression gradually turned into excitement.
"The Orc army is coming! The Orc army is coming! Haha! The plot is about to start! "
He began to frantically take screenshots of the Orcs while calling the other two low-level players.
When the other two low-leveled players saw the massive army, their expressions changed drastically.
Even though they knew that this was a game, the pressure and shock brought by the spectacular scene still made them feel shocked.
A player swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked:
"Almighty Demacia … Since the Orcs are coming, should we inform the others and quickly retreat?"
"Retreat for what?"
Demacia rolled up his sleeves and looked excited.
"Stay here, light the torches, and wait for them to come and catch us!"
"Catch … catch us?"
The two players were dumbfounded.
"Hehe! Don't you understand? For the Orcs, Elves are the best slaves! If they catch us, they will definitely take us as captives. Then … we can help the other players locate us! "
"Hehehe … This time, I'll take you guys to play Infernal Affairs!"
Demacia rubbed his hands in anticipation.
The two players were speechless.
"Aren't you going to revise …"
Demacia was speechless.
"Ahem, I'll revise after playing. It's only a few hours anyway."
He laughed dryly.
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Sorry, the update was late today. It's mainly because it's the 28th of December, and I'm too busy at home. I've been busy all day and didn't have time to write. I'll only be free at night. Happy New Year to everyone in advance!
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