There were hundreds of fully-armed Elves!
They had different appearances. Most of them wore gorgeous armor, but they were all young Elves.
They held all kinds of weapons in their hands, and their faces were ferocious and crazy. They looked at the Orcs as if they had killed their parents.
"Despicable! How can they engage in battle so quickly? I haven't eaten yet! "
This voice was filled with dissatisfaction.
"Another NPC has fallen!"
This voice was filled with exclamations.
"F * ck! Everyone, charge! Save them! "
This voice was filled with urgency.
"What's that in the sky? Is that a Megalosaurus? "
This voice was filled with surprise and curiosity.
"So cool! Screenshot! Screenshot! "
This voice was filled with excitement.
"Screenshot your ass! That's the enemy! Charge in and protect the NPC! It's all EXP and contribution points! "
This voice … seemed to be filled with heartache.
"Yes! Charge in! Protect the NPC! "
"Wula —!"
Their voices were filled with madness.
The strange Elves who came to support looked at the Flame tribesmen who kept falling. They were agitated and furious, like a Megalosaurus whose reverse scale had been touched.
They … were the players who had rushed over!
After the encirclement of the Orc hunting team and the Second Beta Gamers, there were close to 400 Black Iron-level players. This time, they had turned out in full force!
After all, from the experience points, all the Main Plot Missions had extremely rich rewards!
Hearing their shouts and feeling the genuine concern in their words, the eyes of the elves of the Inferno Tribe turned red.
"Elves! It's the Elves! Our tribesmen have come to rescue us! "
An old Elf choked with sobs.
Instantly, the Flame tribesmen's morale was boosted!
On the other hand, the orcs were stunned by this sudden attack.
"Where did so many Elves come from?!"
Looking at the hundreds of tall figures and their gorgeous equipment, the Orc priest's scalp went numb.
Chief Priest Ju Shan didn't reveal Black Rock's secret operation, and Oulleur's Oracle wasn't announced, so ordinary priests and Orcs didn't know about the changes in the Elf Forest …
The sudden appearance of hundreds of elves really scared them.
Philosil's eyes glinted. She raised her staff and commanded.
"Reinforcements have arrived! Everyone, let's work together and break out of here! "
However, after fighting with the strange elves, the Half-Beastmen were stunned.
This was because they discovered that the strength of these elves was extremely weak. At most, they were only at the middle level of the lower level of Iron. Moreover, they had very little combat experience.
With just a single attack, several elves were cut down to the ground like vegetables.
"So … so weak!"
The half-orcs looked at the elf who was knocked down with a single blow and were shocked.
The priest's eyes lit up as he shouted.
"This is a bunch of rookies! Capture these young elves! "
The Blazing Flame Race looked at the young elves who were beginning to die, their expressions filled with guilt and sorrow.
The remaining elderly elves looked at each other and nodded in agreement.
Their auras changed, and they began to fight with all their might without fear of injuries!
"Our clansmen are using their blood and lives to create an opportunity for us. We must break out!"
They yelled and charged into the Half-Beastmen to kill.
Seeing these elderly elves who seemed to be giving up their lives, the players' eyes turned red.
"Damn! Uncles, aunties, don't! "
"EXP! It's all EXP and contribution points! My heart hurts! "
"Charge! Go and help them! "
"Where's Lord Ayr? Where's Lord Ayr? Ask for reinforcements! "
They shouted, fought, and also fought with their lives on the line.
Gradually, the hearts of the Half-Beastmen were filled with shock.
Although these elves were weak, they weren't afraid of death.
They were unscrupulous. In order to cause damage to the Half-Beastmen, they even started a suicidal charge!
Not only that, they didn't seem to care about their own injuries. Even if they were still alive, they wanted to bite off a piece of flesh from the Half-Beastmen …
Many Half-Beastmen were hugged by these crazy elves. Then, they shouted, "Fire at me!" before being drowned by the spells of other elves …
"Crazy! These elves are crazy! "
The Half-Beastman Priest looked at these elves who didn't even care about the lives of their companions and was completely stunned.
The Inferno tribe was also stunned.
Looking at the suicidal young elves, Philosil felt heartache, moved, and puzzled.
She yelled.
"Children! Don't die! "
However, the elves who came to help didn't stop, and the casualties increased.
In less than ten minutes, dozens of elves had died.
For a moment, the eyes of the Inferno tribe turned red.
In all these years, they had never seen such a large number of elven casualties in such a short period of time!
Moreover … they were all young lives!
"Children, don't die!"
"Kill! Charge! "
"Evil Half-Beastmen, I'll kill you!"
All the Inferno tribe was furious and started to fight with all their might.
Young lives … were the future of the Elves!
Seeing the Inferno tribe fighting with all their might, the eyes of the players who came to help became even redder.
"Damn! Uncles, aunties, brothers and sisters! Don't die! "
"Don't worry about us! We won't die! "
"More people died, oh my god! My heart hurts so much! "
"Kill them! One by one! Use the Sacrificial Style to kill these Half-Beastmen! "
They fought even more aggressively.
"Crazy! These elves are crazy! "
The Half-Beastman Priest looked at the elves who didn't care about their lives and was stunned.
At this moment, a thin figure suddenly rushed out of the crowd.
It was a short elven youth with silver hair and blue eyes. His young face had a bit of determination and anger.
He held an elven short sword and shuttled through the Half-Beastmen.
Every Half-Beastman who fought with him had their arm crippled in an instant and was seriously injured.
The players' morale suddenly increased.
"Boss Ayr is here to help!"
"Good job! Ayr! "
They immediately followed Ayr's actions and killed the Half-Beastmen who were seriously injured by him.
For a moment, the casualties of the Half-Beastmen began to increase rapidly and their morale plummeted!
"Silver! Another Silver! "
Seeing Ayr shuttling back and forth, the Half-Beastman Priest was terrified.
It was a mess.
It was a complete mess.
If the appearance of the players could still make the Half-Beastmen persevere, then the Silver strength of Ayr was the weight that completely tipped the balance!
The Half-Beastmen team finally began to collapse!
The players who rushed at the front finally met with the Flame people.
"Brave children!"
Looking at the players who rushed up, Phyrosil was excited.
She waved her staff and prepared to continue fighting.
However, a player suddenly rushed in front of her and blocked her path.
With a "puchi" sound, hot blood splattered on her head.
A Half-Beastman's long sword pierced into the player's chest.
For a moment, Phyrosil was stunned.
She quickly hugged the young clansman who was constantly coughing blood with tears in her eyes.
"Why … why …"
The player smiled at her while coughing blood with a tragic expression.
"The Goddess … said … not to let you … be hurt, we … will definitely … not let you … be hurt …"
"But …"
Phyrosil looked sad.
"Even if you don't block … I can block him …"
Players: …
"Cough cough …"
He coughed two mouthfuls of blood, his neck tilted, and he died …
Similar situations began to play out everywhere.
"Child! I'm already very old. I'm not worthy of you blocking a sword for me! "
"Child! Pull yourself together! "
"Why! Why do you have to do this! "
"Ahhh! Damn Half-Beastmen, they're still young. They're the future of the Elves … "
The players joined the Flame people's team one after another, but they did not actively fight the Half-Beastmen. Instead, they risked their lives to protect the Elves of the Flame tribe, afraid that they would be hurt.
Even at the cost of their own lives.
This moved the Elves of the Flame tribe but also made them unable to understand.
They felt as if they had become the Elven Royal Family hundreds of years ago when they broke out of the encirclement and were protected by their clansmen.
Gradually, the situation of the battlefield reversed. The Half-Beastmen began to flee under the pursuit of Ayr and some players.
The young The Black Dragon in the sky, Merril, was unable to break through the barrier.
He could only keep crashing into the cage of light. He looked at Ayr and the players who were chasing the Half-Beastmen and roared angrily.
"As expected of an evil, intelligent race. How cruel! Ruaaa —! I won't let you go! "
As for the Elves who died in the hands of the Half-Beastmen, he had already ignored them.
Because in Merril's opinion, an evil race deserved to be punished by death.
Hearing the roar of the Black Dragon, the players were dumbfounded.
"An evil, intelligent race?"
"This … is referring to us?"
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