At the southeastern border of the Elven Forest and the Gloom Mountain Range.
An old man in a hood looked at the lush forest in the distance and heaved a sigh of relief.
"We're finally here."
He turned around and looked at the two hundred or so clansmen behind him. They were carrying bags and luggage, and their faces were also covered with long robes and hoods. He smiled.
"We're going home."
The old man was the Lower Silver (Level 41) Nature Priest sent by Eve — Samir Gale.
Following him were members of the Inferno Tribe of the Elf Clan.
They had been traveling in the Gloom Mountain Range for more than a month. Now, they were finally leaving the rugged foothills.
Hearing Samir's words, the elves cheered.
However, Samir's expression soon turned serious.
"But we can't let our guard down. If I remember correctly, there's a powerful Orc tribe nearby. Two hundred of us are too big of a target. We can't rest now. We have to go to the Elven Forest at full speed! "
Elves were favored by nature. Once they entered the forest, they would be like fish in water.
Although two hundred people were a big target, it was better hidden than in the barren Gloom Mountain Range. It was more secure!
The Inferno Tribe's leader, Philosiel Blaze, nodded.
"That's right. The Orc tribe in the Grotto is nearby. They've always been proud of hunting elves. They're our Inferno Tribe's old enemies."
She was almost gnashing her teeth when she said this.
But there was nothing she could do.
In the past thousand years, the elves had lost the protection of their True God and were shackled by the curse. Their strength had fallen greatly.
Not only had the elves lost all their Intermediate and Advanced Priests, but it was also very difficult for mages to be born. They could only master some instinctive zero-circle spells. They were no match for the Orcs who had the support of their Gods.
If not for the fact that there was only one path to the Elven Forest from the Gloom Mountain Range, Philosiel wouldn't want to take this risk.
But … things were different now.
Now that the Mother Goddess's return was confirmed, the shackles on her clansmen had been removed. Although they were still weak, they had some confidence.
"If we really bump into them, even if I have to risk my old life, I will let the little guys in the tribe go back!"
Philosiel's expression was firm!
As long as her tribe could return to the Elven Forest, she was willing to give up everything, even her life!
She believed that under the protection of the True God, the tribe would definitely grow stronger again!
Hearing Philosil's words, Sammir's expression turned solemn.
"Don't worry, Philosier. I will also do my best to assist everyone. Not only that, but Her Holiness must also be watching our actions. She will definitely protect us! "
After saying that, he suddenly thought of something and turned to look at the other elves.
"Next, before we return to the core area, everyone will stop praying."
Seeing the puzzled gazes of his clansmen, Sammir explained.
"The revival of the Mother Goddess is still a secret. Right now, we are still gathering our clansmen and accumulating our strength. During this period, we cannot reveal the return of the Mother Goddess! This concerns the future of our race! "
After hearing Sammir's explanation, the elves nodded one after another. Many old elves who had subconsciously wanted to draw a tree symbol on their chests hurriedly stopped.
Seeing the cooperation of his clansmen, Sammir was very satisfied. He and Philosier looked at each other, nodded, and gave an order.
"Everyone, keep quiet. We'll set off at full speed!"
The two hundred elves had solemn expressions. They silently carried their bags and quietly sped up their pace.
Along the way, Sammir maintained an unprecedented vigilance. He held the World Leaf that Eve had given him tightly in his hand, ready to activate it at any time.
However, luck seemed to favor the elves this time. When they returned to the Elven Forest, the Beastmen did not appear.
Sammir finally let out a sigh of relief.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead and used [Nature's Whispers] on the plants of the Elven Forest.
He wasn't only a priest, but also a Druid.
This was a new Druid skill that he had learned after advancing to the Silver rank with the help of the Gods.
But as soon as he used [Nature's Whispers], his expression changed slightly.
"Not good!"
"What's wrong?"
Philosier saw his expression and her heart tightened.
Sammir's expression was solemn.
"Nature told me that not long ago … a large number of Beastmen entered the Elven Forest!"
Philosier's expression also changed. She frowned for a moment and sighed.
"I'm afraid … our whereabouts have been exposed."
More than two hundred elves were very conspicuous, and the probability of being exposed was not small.
Although the elves covered their appearance, their temperament and some of their actions could not be concealed.
They could deceive others, but it would be very difficult to deceive the Beastmen, who had rich Elven hunting experience.
Sammir's voice was solemn.
"The Beastmen are extremely cunning and evil. We have to be prepared for a battle."
Philosier and the other elves listened to his words, and their expressions gradually became firm.
They tore off their hoods and drew their elven shortswords and bows.
"Hehe, I haven't used this bow for many years. I don't know if my archery has deteriorated."
"When I was young, I was also an outstanding elven swordsman until … Although I'm old now, I can still pick up a sword."
"We've already come here, and it's impossible to retreat. For the future of the elves, for the hope of the Inferno Tribe, let's fight! "
Seeing the determination of the elves, Sammir had a complicated expression. He sighed and said,
"I'll try to lead everyone to take a detour. If we can avoid it, we'll avoid it. But if we're unlucky … the elders will charge in front, followed by the young and strong. Everyone will protect the children and break through!"
The elves listened and nodded in agreement.
The elder elves were the strongest, but they had lost the ability to reproduce. Although the young and strong elves were strong and had received the inheritance, they were still lacking in experience. As for the children … they were the future of the elves and had to be protected!
For a moment, the morale of the elves reached a peak.
Under Sammir's guidance, they entered the Elven Forest.
But this time, the Beastmen seemed to have already prepared for an encirclement.
Sammir had tried his best to avoid the ambush of the Beastmen, but not long after entering the Elven Forest, they still encountered scattered Beastman scouts!
The Beastmen were delighted when they saw the elves.
They did not go forward to attack. Instead, they took out a horn and blew it loudly.
"Wu —"
The loud horn was like a signal that spread to the surroundings.
"It's the Beastmen's horn to gather!"
Sammir's expression suddenly changed.
The Beastmen would only use this kind of horn when they moved out with a large army!
And the large army of the Beastmen had at least three hundred people each time they moved out, and they were all brave warriors!
Not only that, but the Beastmen priests would also go with them.
This was no longer a force that the weak Inferno Tribe could resist.
Sammir gritted his teeth and shouted, "Throw away the heavy luggage.
"Throw away those cumbersome luggage. Everyone, take only weapons and break out of the encirclement!"
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