Time always flew by in the game.
At least, that was the case for the players who were addicted to Elven Nation.
Even if time sped up by four times, they still felt that time was rushing.
Unknowingly, more than two months had passed in the world of Segers …
The clear autumn sky had ended, and the continent once again ushered in a cold winter.
Of course, due to the geographical location in the warm south, the Desert of Death and the Gloom Mountains were still warm even in winter.
However, the northern part of the Elven Forest, which was further north, had already ushered in its first snow.
In the past two months, the Megalosaurus had visited the Elven Forest twice, once as a metal dragon and once as a color dragon.
However, due to their long lifespan, these large lizards were not very sensitive to the concept of time, so they were still late for both visits …
And with the Megalosaurus' visit, the players had added another ten quasi-dragon knights.
Like the previous few times, the players who were favored by the Megalosaurus these two times were still mainly Silver players. There were also Black Iron players, but there were very few of them, and most of them were max-level Druid players.
And this could be considered as a complete confirmation that Druids were favored by the Megalosaurus.
At this rate, the players would be able to form an army of dragon knights in a few years.
However, Eve understood that such a frequency of five dragon eggs per month would not last for long.
After all, the total number of Megalosaurus was ultimately very small.
Even if they had a lot of dragon eggs without dragon patterns, the racial base was still there, and it could not last forever …
Of course, for now, the Megalosaurus' high frequency of visits could still be maintained for a period of time.
And all the players who had signed a contract with the Megalosaurus had also privately established a dragon knight group under the leadership of Li Mu, which was used to communicate about dragon baby cultivation and cooperate on missions.
To cultivate a good Megalosaurus partner required a lot of energy.
Some Megalosaurus were chatterboxes, some Megalosaurus were battle maniacs, and some Megalosaurus were gold-swallowing beasts …
In order to foster a good relationship with the Megalosaurus, and at the same time, to allow them to grow faster and adapt to battle, the players who had contracted the Megalosaurus almost all became nannies. Apart from completing the necessary quests, they would spend all their time around their Megalosaurus companions, fulfilling their various needs.
However, a lot of people were also enjoying it.
Of course, the optimists were an exception.
He was in pain and happy …
Other people's Megalosaurus was a waste of energy, but his Megalosaurus … was burning money.
In order to raise his golden dragon, this famous Tank Warrior player had completely become a worker.
Every day, he would wander around the wild zone and spend a lot of time helping the rich players level up. Everything he did was to earn some money for his little golden dragon named Kristen …
However, his Kristen was also the most majestic and beautiful Megalosaurus in the entire server.
And the optimists, who had seen the Red Dragon Tiberias and The Black Dragon Merril's transformed appearances, were looking forward to their little golden dragon's transformation …
Although, they did not know how long it would take for her to advance to the Gold level …
And Eve was also very satisfied with the players' relationship with their Megalosaurus companions.
She could see that after having Megalosaurus companions, these Dragon Knight players obviously had a higher sense of identity with "Elven Kingdom".
The number of Dragon Knight players was gradually increasing, and their strength was also slowly increasing.
They were all important combat forces in the future war of faith.
Not only them, but the overall strength of the players in the entire Elf Forest was also quietly changing.
In two months, out of the 160,000 players in the entire server, more than 80,000 had reached level 30, and they were only one step away from 90,000 players.
And the rest, although not yet level 30, most of them were above level 20.
It was foreseeable that the subsequent players' advancement would be like a blowout.
And one of the two mission conditions given by Eve, "Organize an army of 100,000 Elves," would probably be completed very soon.
This progress was much faster than she had imagined.
But it was also understandable.
The current public beta players were no longer the closed beta players who crossed the river blindly.
They were completely on the path of their predecessors, and from time to time, there would be help and guidance from big shots. They did not take any detours, and naturally, they would advance faster.
And among them, the one who contributed the most to the players' advancement was the hardworking and capable Seventh Demon God Azazel, the Shadow Instance Dungeon in the underground world that had almost been cleared out by the players, the underground forest near the city-state of the Dark Still Alliance, and the northern part of the Elf Forest where magical beasts were densely packed …
As for the other mission condition of the plot mission, "Draw the map needed to attack the Death Desert," it was also progressing in an orderly manner.
There were more and more max level players, and now the number of max level Black Iron players in the entire Elf Forest had almost doubled, more than 3,000 people.
Among them, Eve once again let go of a Silver slot, and the number of Silver players had reached 150.
These people had all entered the Death Desert and became the main force to explore the map and record the map.
And in two months, with so many people spread out, they had almost explored the northern and eastern parts of the Death Desert.
This area had already occupied a quarter of the Death Desert. Although it sounded small, it was enough for the players to invade in the early stages.
Now, on the explored map of the Death Desert, there were red dots of various sizes, which were all Orc tribes, medium and large.
As for the small ones, they were almost nowhere to be found in the area explored by the players.
And although the location of the Orc Palace had not been explored, the players had marked the approximate location on the map according to the information of the captured Orcs.
In the past two months, the high-level players had turned the Death Desert upside down.
Here, the Elves were no longer valuable goods, but avengers that made people pale at the mention of them.
All the Orc tribes that were not strong were in a state of panic.
As for the strong tribes, although the Elves could not defeat them, when they talked about the Elves, they felt particularly disgusted …
There was no other reason.
These Elves seemed to have inexhaustible energy, running around the Death Desert every day, attacking them, as if they would never be tired, never be tired …
If that was the case, it would be fine.
What made the Orcs feel even more disgusted was that they were disappointed to find that although they were in the Death Desert, which was their own territory, and their overall strength was stronger, they could not do anything to these Elves.
It was because the Elves ran too fast.
The Orc Palace was very angry about the Elves' plundering, and it was not that they did not send out an army.
In fact, after the players had attacked the Orc tribes for half a month, the Orcs had formed an army to fight against the Elves. They were stationed in some of the larger tribes, and whenever a tribe was attacked by the Elves, they would rush to support …
However, the results were not satisfactory.
Or the Elves were too fast …
This group of powerful long-eared Orcs had long legs, and each of them had a magical beast, which allowed them to run very fast in the Death Desert …
In contrast, the Orcs did not have any magical beasts to ride on.
The Death Desert was too desolate, and there were very few large magical beasts that could be used as mounts. Although there was no lack of fast and powerful ones, those fellows were difficult to tame and could not be used as mounts.
The Behemoths that the Orcs raised were too slow, and although desert camels and desert horses could be used as mounts, they were not magical beasts at all, and their speed was far from that of the Elves' magical beasts …
It would be fine if they invaded the human world, because the human villages and towns were fixed, and it was difficult for ordinary villages and towns to effectively resist.
But when the target changed to the more agile Elves, the Orcs finally experienced the horror that the human villages and towns had experienced …
The plundering of cavalry was really terrifying.
Not to mention, these hateful Elves were also good at some speed magic, and were even more slippery.
Even if they received the message for help, even if they rushed to support, the Orcs' support troops often could not catch up with the plundering of the Players …
When they arrived at the scene, the Elves had already finished the battle, and left with the spoils and captives …
In contrast, the Orcs could only watch as the Elves rode their magical beasts and disappeared without a trace.
And to deal with such an enemy, the Orcs, who had no other way, could only learn from the humans and began to build fortifications like walls around the tribe.
It was just that … they were not good at doing this, even with the help of the Sauron Merchant Group behind them.
Of course, there was still some use in the end.
Especially after the Elves no longer blasphemed the statues and caused God's Punishment.
Without God's Punishment, even with magic, the Elves could not break the walls of the Orc tribe in a short time under the situation of activating the divine spells of the statues.
And the Orc troops could take advantage of this opportunity to rush to support …
Thus, the large tribes gradually built walls to resist the attacks of the Elves, and the small tribes moved to rely on them.
For a time, the structure of the Orc tribes in the Death Desert had a significant change because of the appearance of the Elves …
The situation of the entire Death Desert was in a subtle stalemate again.
However, for the Orcs, this was already a great failure.
Because according to the plan of the Royal Court, they should have taken advantage of this time to gather troops and prepare to launch an attack on the Elven Forest.
However, the actions of the Elves seriously delayed their actions.
At the same time, these Long Ears wandering in the Death Desert directly threatened their transactions with the Sauron Merchant Group and plundered a lot of resources.
The gathering of troops was disrupted, and strategic resources were plundered.
In the blink of an eye, winter had arrived, and the original planned date to launch the army had long passed. However, the Orcs in the Death Desert were still not ready …
In this sense, even if the battle between the players and the Orcs was in a stalemate, the victors were still the players.
However, even this situation didn't last for too long …
After playing on their own for more than two months, the various player guilds finally decided to cooperate to make a big news.
…
Death Desert, Orc Royal Court.
In the majestic royal tent, more than a dozen Orcs who were obviously much more luxuriously dressed sat on both sides.
Their eyes were focused on the open space in the middle of the tent.
There was a half-kneeling Beastman with injuries all over his body.
His face was blank and frightened, as if he had not recovered from some kind of shock.
The surrounding upper echelons of the half-beastmen stared at him closely and whispered.
On the throne above them sat a tall Beastman with an animal skin cloak.
This was the new king of the Orcs — Oracle King Bazan.
The reason why he was called the "Oracle King" was that he was different from the other kings. Bazan was directly appointed by the Church of Hunter after the True God's oracle.
Beside Bazan, there were two thrones on the left and right.
The one on the right was decorated with white bones, and a Orc wearing a priest's robe sat on it.
That was the new chief high priest of the Orcs.
The one on the left was much simpler, and there was a human sitting on it.
That was the messenger of the Sauron Merchant Group.
At this moment, the new king and high priest of the Orcs were looking at the half-kneeling Orc below with a solemn expression.
Even the messenger of the Sauron Merchant Group frowned slightly.
"What did you say? Your tribe was attacked by those evil Elves? "
Oracle King Bazan's face was full of disbelief.
"Isn't your tribe a medium-sized tribe with 5,000 people?! And … You even built fortifications! With this strength … How can you not resist the Elves? When they attacked, each of them only had a few hundred people! "
Bazan said sternly.
Hearing his words, the kneeling Beastman instantly collapsed.
"King … No, it's not like that. It's not a few hundred people. This time, they came a lot … A few thousand people, definitely more than 2,000 people! And their strength is terrifying! There are so many Silver professionals! There are also more than a dozen Megalosaurus! "
A few thousand people? Many Silver professionals? More than a dozen Megalosaurus?
Bazan's expression changed slightly.
This strength … It was indeed not something a medium-sized tribe could resist.
Unknowingly, the Elves had become so powerful?!
But …
"If I remember correctly, the Sandstorm Tribe, which is ranked third in the royal court, is very close to you. Even if you were attacked, the reinforcements should have arrived quickly!"
"Sandstorm Tribe, you have to give me an explanation!"
Bazan said sternly.
The last sentence was said to a certain Orc sitting on the other side.
That was a messenger of the Sandstorm Tribe.
The Sandstorm Tribe was overseen by an Advanced Gold professional.
Normally, as long as their reinforcements were appropriate, no matter how powerful the Elves were, they should be able to repel them.
Hearing Bazan's words, the Sandstorm Tribe messenger's expression turned ugly.
"King … It's not that our tribe didn't want to help, but when we arrived, their tribe had already been destroyed …"
When they arrived, it had already been destroyed?
Hearing this, all of the Half-Blood Beastmen fell silent.
Their faces were filled with disbelief and shock.
"Impossible! With the help of our mages and the protection of the statue of His Majesty the God of Winter and the Hunt, your fortress walls are already impenetrable. How could the Elves have broken through in such a short time? "
The mage of the Sauron Merchant Guild shook his head.
"What happened?"
Bazan looked at the half-kneeling God's Punishment and asked seriously.
The kneeling Orc shivered and looked up at the messenger of the Sauron Merchant Guild with a hesitant expression.
Bazan frowned.
He looked at the messenger, then looked at the kneeling Orc and said, "The Sauron Merchant Guild is our ally.
"The Sauron Merchant Group is our friend. If you have anything to say, just say it."
However, even if Bazan said so, the kneeling Orc was still hesitant.
When Bazan's patience was worn out and his eyes were getting colder, the kneeling Orc stammered.
"It's … God's Punishment! We've received God's Punishment! The God's Punishment destroyed our fortress walls! "
God's Punishment?!
The Orcs in the tent were stunned and looked a little dazed.
For a moment, they remembered the fear of being dominated by God's Punishment a few months ago …
But …
"This is impossible! The Elves can no longer rely on His Highness the God's Punishment to harm us! "
The Chief High Priest shook his head.
After hearing his words, the kneeling Orc shook his head.
"No … It's not His Highness the God's Punishment …"
As he said this, he looked at the messenger of the Sauron Merchant Guild who was sitting leisurely with a hint of anger in his eyes.
"It's God's Punishment from His Highness the God of Darkness and Shadows!"
God's Punishment from His Highness the God of Darkness and Shadows?
The Orcs were stunned.
For a moment, they looked at the messenger of the Sauron Merchant Guild.
The messenger of the Sauron Merchant Guild was speechless.
"No … It's impossible!"
He opened his eyes wide and subconsciously retorted.
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