Even though Atos had heard too many strange legends about the new generation of Elves in the Elven Forest, when he saw these handsome and beautiful long-eared Elves rushing over with ferocious and excited expressions … he couldn't help but be dazed for a moment.
It couldn't be helped. This scene was too impactful for the creatures in the Segers World.
The elegant, beautiful, kind, and peaceful image of the Elves had long been ingrained in people's hearts …
Even though he was already mentally prepared, when he saw these fellows who looked like bandits blocking the way, Atos still had a strange expression on his face.
In particular, some of the Elves had painted their faces with oil paint, and their equipment was wrapped with many vines. They looked like savages in the deep mountains and forests.
Even though Atos could guess that they were dressed like this to make their figures blend better into the forest, once he realized that this was most likely a sneak attack, he couldn't help but take another look at the Elves.
These fellows …
They really looked like human bandits!
The Elves rushed over quickly and cooperated very well.
At the front were three silver-ranked Elven Warriors in heavy armor who specialized in defense.
Behind them were a few Elven Hunters who specialized in ranger and assassin.
And at the back, there were four or five spellcasters who were waving staffs. Judging from their attire, they should be Druids and Elven Mages.
There were a total of 18 Elves, all of whom were silver-ranked.
Atos didn't believe that this wasn't an ambush in advance.
After all, although the magic power in the Segers World had recovered, silver-ranked professionals weren't that common.
At least … not yet.
And from the known information, even the Elves who were growing faster and faster didn't seem to have many silver-ranked professionals.
These fellows definitely had their eyes on the two of them when they left the stronghold.
They must have some spies in the stronghold …
Perhaps … those merchant guilds?
Atos' heart skipped a beat.
Of course, whether or not there were spies in the stronghold, Atos didn't care.
Those adventurers didn't have anything to do with him.
It was just survival of the fittest.
Fighting was the fate of all intelligent races. As a believer of the God of War, he firmly believed in this point.
Atos was very calm and didn't care about the Elves who rushed up at all.
However, Hercules, who had always been irritable, was different.
He snorted coldly, waved his red axe, and chopped at the Elves who rushed up …
The power of a Legendary Master was terrifying …
Even though Hercules had not exerted all his strength, the terrifying force had turned the three heavily armored elven warriors into minced meat.
Even the equipment they were wearing was no longer recognizable.
"F * ck!"
"Holy sh * t!"
The remaining elves were immediately stunned.
"He's too strong. Change to Plan B!"
Among the elves, an elven mage with equipment that was much more luxurious than the others shouted.
As soon as he finished speaking, the hands of a few Elves immediately lit up. Several shining magic stones engraved with magic patterns appeared out of thin air and hung them on the body of an Elven Warrior.
Then, they turned around and ran. They didn't stop until they were quite a distance away.
Hmm?
Atos raised his eyebrows.
Although he was a Demigod Oracle, he had never studied the Magical Domain before or after he became a petitioner.
Therefore, he did not notice anything fishy about these magic stones.
But even so … a demigod's sensitivity towards energy still made him wary of these magic crystals …
"Hercules, be careful of those magic stones."
He reminded.
But it was too late.
Hercules dashed forward even faster.
Before Atos could warn him, he had already rushed to the front of the elf.
Then, Atos saw the elf with magic stones all over his body shouting, "Reimburse me for my equipment when we go back," while yelling at Hercules.
The magic stones on his body suddenly shone brightly.
Then, they exploded in an instant!
With a loud bang, a huge fireball rose into the air, and the dazzling light drowned out everything.
Chaotic mana fluctuations spread in all directions and even cut down all the trees in the vicinity.
After the light faded, a huge crater appeared at the site of the explosion.
Nothing could be found of the elf who had self-exploded.
Only the Orc Hercules was standing in the middle of the crater.
He was a little embarrassed. His clothes were almost torn, and nearly half of the sparse hair on his head was burnt. His green face was even blackened by the smoke.
There was still some confusion in his expression.
Looking at Hercules, Atos had a strange expression on his face.
The magic stones that had just exploded were equivalent to a seventh-circle spell, which was the lower gold level.
If a normal gold-tier professional were to take such a blow, they would be severely injured even if they did not die.
Of course, Hercules was a legendary professional. Such a spell was not enough to hurt him, but it was enough to make him embarrassed.
Atos could not help but take another look at the elves.
It was beyond his expectation that a group of silver elves could come up with such a powerful magic tool that could even make a legendary professional suffer.
Previously, when he heard from Captain Hans that a legendary professional was seriously injured by the elves, he thought that there must be some elves who had surpassed the secular level. But now, it seemed that this might not be the case.
If there were enough magic stones, and the legendary professionals were careless, some of them who were not strong enough or had just entered the legendary realm might be ambushed by the elves.
They would not die, but they would be embarrassed for sure.
The Orc Hercules found that his favorite battle robe was almost torn to shreds. When he touched the hair on his head, half of it was burnt to mush …
He immediately became angry.
"Bastards, you deserve to die!"
With a roar, he raised his axe and chopped at the elves again.
The rest of the elves were shocked.
"F * ck! He's fine? "
"We're screwed, run!"
"Not gold, he's definitely not gold! He's a legendary! "
"A legendary! Another legendary! This is a big fish! "
"Inform Brother Tomato!"
After saying that, they turned around and ran away without hesitation.
They ran even faster than when they had rushed over.
"Die!"
Hercules roared angrily, chased after them, and chopped them into pieces one by one.
The whole process was like chopping vegetables.
Atos did not stop them.
Even if they were going to meet the Goddess of Life this time.
The Fallen God of War of Oulleur did not say anything. In his opinion, it was good to use these elves to warn the Goddess of Life.
After all, he did not come with full kindness this time.
In addition to informing the Goddess of Life to report to the Pantheon earlier, he also wanted to take back the Nature Crown and the priesthood of Oulleur.
Besides, if these elves could really be resurrected as the legends said, killing them would not be a big deal.
Of course, he did not intend to meet the real body of the Goddess of Life.
He knew that he was not a welcome guest this time. For a mythical being who dared to kill a true God, a mere demigod like him had to consider his own safety.
It was the same for choosing to go to Winterfell.
At most, he would meet the avatar of the Goddess of Life there. If something happened, he would still have time to escape.
Speaking of which, it was quite contradictory.
He was afraid that the Goddess of Life would attack him, but he also had to maintain the pride of the God of War Pantheon …
The Orc Hercules was very fast.
More than ten elves were killed in a short while after he furiously chased after them.
Atos noticed that the corpses of the elves disappeared quickly.
He thought for a while and thought that there was an 80% chance that some Mana was left in their bodies and they were teleported back …
When Hercules returned to Atos' side, his face was still full of anger.
"Those d * mn long ears! My favorite robe was destroyed just like that! "
"Don't be angry. When we go back, I'll report your contribution to the True God and ask him to give you a divine armor."
Atos consoled Hercules.
Hercules was delighted.
"Thank you, Lord Atos!"
Atos smiled.
"As long as you do things with sincerity. Everything is for the glory of the God of War!"
"Everything is for the glory of the God of War!"
Hercules placed his right hand in front of his chest and said firmly.
He took out spare clothes from his storage ring and changed into a new set of clothes. Then he followed Atos to Winterfell …
…
At the Winterfell Garrison of the First Legion.
As the Guild that pursued combat experience, the First Legion's territory construction was much cruder than the other Guilds.
Even so, among the tens of thousands of gamers in the Guild, there were a few capable gamers. Under their design, the First Legion's Headquarters was quite grand.
The Guild Headquarters was built like a castle, but it was not made of stone. Instead, it was made of animated wood. It looked like a huge tree that had grown into a castle. It was quite mystical.
In the Chairman's office of the Guild Headquarters, Fried Tomato was looking at the map of the Elven Forest on the wall. He was discussing something with a few higher-ups.
"The Werewolf Mercenaries' new Stronghold is almost done. In a few days, we'll be able to harvest. I think we'll be able to obtain a lot of resources and gold pounds," a gamer said.
A gamer said.
Fried Tomato nodded.
"Hmm, it's almost done. But I have to remind the Amway Merchant Guild to escape secretly. I don't want to owe Demacia a favor."
While they were discussing the battle plan for the new Stronghold, Fried Tomato suddenly frowned.
"What's the matter?"
The other gamers in the room asked.
"Hedgehog and the others sent a message saying that a big fish appeared at the Adventurer's Stronghold. It seems to be a Legendary Monster."
Fried Tomato said.
"Legendary Monster?"
The eyes of the other gamers lit up.
Like many online games, in "Elven Nation," the stronger the monster, the better the loot.
To the players, adventurers were no different from wild monsters.
Therefore, the players of the First Legion would often target some Silver Adventurers or even Gold Adventurers.
Although they didn't succeed every time, they would obtain a lot of loot if they were successful …
And the loot of a Legendary Adventurer would be even better!
Previously, they relied on the God of Darkness and Shadows' "God Statue Bomb" to trick a Legendary Adventurer. Although they didn't kill the Legendary Adventurer and suffered heavy losses, they obtained the Legendary Adventurer's storage ring …
There was a lot of wealth inside! In an instant, the gamers made up for their losses! They even made a lot of money …
And now … there was a new Legendary Adventurer!
"What's his class?"
A gamer asked.
"He's an Orc. He should be a Warrior. His equipment isn't very good and was destroyed by the Magic Rock Bomb. But there's a red axe that's very powerful.
It might be a divine weapon, "Fried Tomato said as he looked at the message in the chat system.
"Divine weapon?!"
The gamers' eyes lit up.
"Are we going to do it?"
They looked at Fried Tomato with excitement and anticipation.
Stir-Fried Tomato thought for a while and chuckled.
"Let's do it!
But this time, we have to learn from our previous experience. The power of the God of Darkness and Shadows' statue is getting weaker and weaker. This time, let's use the secret weapon we got a few days ago! "
He said again.
"Secret weapon …?"
The other high-level guild players were stunned for a moment, and then their expressions changed.
"Guild Master … are we really going to use that? It won't cause any trouble, right? "
Stir-fried tomatoes chuckled.
"Don't worry. This isn't the big guy from the temple. It shouldn't be as terrifying as last time, but it should be enough to deal with a Legendary Adventurer."
"Tell the others to gather more people and bring more Magic Rock Bombs as cover. We're going to meet this Legendary Adventurer now!"
"By the way, inform the guild members near the marked point and ask them to find a way to hold back the Legendary Adventurer. If they die, the guild will reimburse them for their resurrection tokens!"
…
Atos finally understood why the experienced adventurers said not to get too involved with these Elves.
It was because these Elves were too persistent.
It was as if Hercules had poked a hornet's nest. Not long after Hercules killed the dozen elves, another wave of elves emerged, howling as they charged at Hercules.
However, after a few waves, these Elves learned their lesson.
They no longer attacked the two of them. Instead, they followed them from a distance.
Atos was still fine and treated them as air.
But the Orc Hercules was quite annoyed by the Elves' stalking.
So, naturally, he picked up his axe and hacked at the Elves again.
Another round of killing.
Even though Hercules hacked at the Elves again and again, the Elves didn't give up.
However, most of the Elves that came later were of low levels, and many of them were naked.
Looking at these naked Elves, Atos was dumbfounded.
These Long Ears … didn't they even know the most basic sense of shame?!
He really didn't know what was wrong with them.
Until … the two of them met a team of more than eighty Silver-ranked elves.
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