Was it worth it?
Gru wanted to ask the Elves if it was worth it.
If he were them, he would have escaped long ago. Why did they keep sending themselves to their deaths?
Were they still the Elves who claimed to be elegant and noble and loved life?
Were they still the Elves who advocated peace and were cautious?
Gru swore that these were the craziest and most incomprehensible Elves he had ever seen in his life!
No, that was not right.
These were the craziest intelligent creatures he had ever seen in his life!
They were not afraid of death, pain, and were even willing to die together with their enemies.
Gru even suspected that these Elves were High Undead disguised as Elves!
It was too scary.
It was really too scary.
Although they were not strong, they showed that they were not afraid of pain and death. Even the old Goblin priest who had lived his whole life felt a chill in his heart.
Not only that …
Gru thought that he would be able to exterminate these Elves quickly. However, to his surprise, after killing one, another would appear. It was as if there was no end to them.
Of course, this was also because of their race. He could not distinguish the appearance of the Elves very well. He could not tell that many of them had 'died' and then returned.
However, Gru also noticed that after these Elves died, their bodies would slowly disappear.
Gru's eyes widened at this incomprehensible scene.
"Demons … They must be demons!"
Gru's hand that was holding the magic staff trembled slightly. He suspected that he was hallucinating.
However, the falling Undead conveyed a cruel reality to him. None of this was an illusion!
This was also what made Gru feel uneasy.
The Undead he summoned should have turned into pure energy and returned to the magic staff after being destroyed. However, this time, they were all cut off from him. It was as if they were really destroyed.
As the number of Undead continued to decrease, Gru finally started to panic.
He looked up at the Elven army and found that there were still many of them. Or rather, there were more of them.
There were only a few hundred Elves earlier. Now, there were almost three hundred!
Not only that, but they seemed to be stronger.
Just now, Gru had only sensed a few dozen Level 10 Elves. However, after a while, Gru roughly estimated that there were more than a hundred Level 10 Elves!
"This … There are even more powerful Elves coming?!"
Gru was shocked.
'Oh God of Winter and the Hunt, are all the elves in the world here?!'
A hint of retreating appeared in its heart.
Although Gru had killed countless Elves, for some reason, Gru's staff had not been able to capture any new souls. Instead, the Undead that he had summoned were constantly being consumed.
Gru finally made up his mind when he sensed that the energy in the Undead Staff was getting thinner and thinner.
It gritted its teeth, glared at the elven army hatefully, and turned to leave.
The remaining dozen or so undead were also summoned by it. They got rid of the elf and left with it.
Seeing that the Goblin High Priest was about to leave, the Elves perked up.
"It wants to escape!"
"He must be out of mana!"
"We can't let it escape! Chase after it! "
Since their levels were lower than Gru's, the players were unable to determine Gru's exact Mana level. However, Gru's actions gave them some idea. Gru was not injured, but its Mana was almost depleted.
As for mages without mana, they would be a piece of cake if their levels weren't high enough.
"Catch it! We can't let it go to waste. Let it leave the battle and recover! "
The elves roared angrily and chased after it with bloodshot eyes.
In an instant, they became more aggressive.
Under Gru's incredulous gaze, dozens of elves charged at the Undead and chose to perish together with the Undead.
With a dazzling Mana spell, the dozen or so Undead perished together with the elves.
More elves waved their weapons and charged at Gru as if they were chasing after their father's murderer.
It was all alone now.
Gru was on the verge of breaking down when he saw the fearless elves.
"Is this necessary? Is this necessary? "
It took to its heels and ran away, its voice trembling with a hint of grievance.
However, how could an old Goblin with short legs outrun an elf?
There was a gust of wind behind him, and a sense of danger arose in Gru's heart.
Suddenly, a vigorous figure rushed up and hugged its frail body in an instant.
Gru turned his head in horror and was met with a sinister smile.
Pointy ears, red afro hair, and that sneaky smile on his face …
Even though the Goblin couldn't distinguish the appearance of an elf, Gru recognized the elf's identity.
"It's you, the bastard who pretended to be a Human!"
Gru gritted his teeth and said.
It's this fellow again!
It's this fellow again!
Gru was regretful, very regretful!
Why did he follow this fellow out of the wasteland?
"I've got him under control!"
Demacia grabbed Gru tightly and shouted excitedly, "Gru!
"Comrades! Fire your cannons at me! "
Along with the chanting, countless magic spells rose up. Following that, countless swords and sabers flashed with the radiance of skills. Under Gru's horrified gaze and Demacia's proud laughter, the two of them were drowned out …
[Ding —]
[The Goblin Specter High Priest is dead.]
[World BOSS Mission: Objective 1 completed.]
[All participating gamers will receive the title "Goblin Killer."]
[Participating in the destruction of one Specter will receive three perfect revivals and 1,000 experience points.]
[Participating in the annihilation of two Specters will receive three perfect revivals and 2,000 experience points.]
[Participating in the annihilation of three Specters will receive three perfect revivals and 3,000 experience points.]
…
[Participating in the annihilation of the Goblin High Priest will receive an additional perfect revival and 3,000 experience points.]
With the beautiful sound of the system, all the gamers received the mission completion notification … as well as generous rewards.
All the gamers were taken aback before they cheered.
"Hahaha! We won! "
"Wah, I received four perfect revivals and 5,000 experience points!"
"I can level up to Level 11!"
"Eh? Didn't you say there are contribution points? Where are the contribution points? "
…
Looking at the excited Chosen Ones, the Oak Tree Guard Basaka walked out of the hidden forest in a daze.
"Mother Goddess above … these chosen ones are terrifying," he muttered to himself.
He murmured, as if he had yet to recover from the suicidal attacks of the elves.
When the gamers saw Basaka, their eyes lit up.
"Uncle B! Uncle B is here! "
"Yes, yes! There's another mission objective, which is to sacrifice the magic staff to the Goddess! That must be a reward of contribution points! "
"What's the use of contribution points?"
"It's said to be unlocked at Level 11. We'll know when we level up! It must be something good if it's related to the Goddess! "
"Stop talking. Give the magic staff to Uncle B and let him sacrifice it to the Goddess!"
The players were all talking at once, and they quickly picked up the magic staff from the ashes that Gru had turned into.
Besides the magic staff, Gru's other equipment had been shattered by the magical attack.
"Gosh, what's this magic staff made of? It's still intact … "
"Let me try to appraise it … Er, I can't appraise it."
"The Goddess wants a mission item, right?"
The gamers touched the magic staff curiously. After finding nothing, they stuffed it into the hands of the bewildered Basaka.
"Uncle B, hurry up and sacrifice it!"
They opened their starry eyes and looked expectantly at the Oak Guardian.
Basaka was speechless …
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