The Black Dragon fell to the ground, and the brilliance of the Divine Power slowly disappeared. Everything returned to normal.
It was as if the miracle just now was just an illusion.
At the same time, all the players received a new system notification:
[Ding —]
[A total of 181 elves from the Inferno tribe have been successfully recruited. The mission will be completed after the elves are escorted to Fei Lengcui. The reward will be distributed according to the mission contribution and the number of elves successfully recruited.]
[Ding —]
[Triggered Side Mission: Transporting the captured Black Dragon to the Elf Town.]
[Mission Reward: 50 Contribution Points.]
"Captured the Black Dragon?"
Their eyes lit up as they looked at Merril, who had fallen to the ground and was tightly bound by the rope made of Divine Power.
Looking at the curious gazes of the elves, Merril was so ashamed that he wanted to die.
He wanted to open his mouth to speak, but he couldn't make a sound under the rope. He could only whimper.
"The Goddess is so powerful! She caught the Black Dragon just like that! "
"It's a true God after all!"
The players exclaimed as they excitedly came to Merril's side.
They didn't care about Merril's sad and angry gaze. Instead, they plucked up their courage and curiously touched his scales while taking screenshots excitedly.
"This Black Dragon is so cool!"
"Its scales are so hard!"
"Let's take a picture together!"
"Wait … Let me pose!"
Merril was speechless.
At the same time, the players occasionally said things that made The Black Dragon Merril tremble with fear.
"I wonder if its scales can be used as a shield. It feels so hard …"
"I remember in fantasy stories that if you drink dragon blood, you will gain great power. I wonder if its blood is useful?"
"Speaking of which … Is there a way to tame it as a mount? Dragon Knight … Just thinking about it makes me feel cool! "
Merril was speechless.
He whimpered softly as he looked at these despicable bastards with grief and indignation …
They were indeed a cruel and intelligent race!
Too evil!
These long-eared elves were too evil!
Not only did they want his scales, but they also wanted to drink his blood. They even wanted the great Merril to be their mount!
Good heavens! Could it be that Myrael's dragon life was about to come to an end?
Merril had yet to become the greatest Megalosaurus. Merril was not satisfied!
What would Merril's future be like?
As it thought about this, sparkling and translucent tears flowed out from the corners of its eyes.
"F * ck! You're crying? "
"Isn't this Black Dragon a little too cowardly?"
Merril: "…"
It turned its head away, closed its eyes, and began to play dead angrily.
As for the elves of the Inferno Tribe, they fell into sorrow after cheering.
This time, dozens of old elves had died in battle.
The remaining clansmen sorrowfully gathered the bodies of their fallen clansmen and prepared to cremate them with magic flames.
This was the Fairy Forest.
According to Elven tradition, after the body was cremated, the ashes would be scattered in the Elven Forest, and the soul would go to the Mother Goddess' heaven.
However, when collecting the bodies, the elves were shocked to find that the young clansmen who had died in battle had all disappeared.
Not only that, what surprised them was that the young clansmen who had survived did not seem to be sad about the death of their companions.
On the contrary, they seemed to be very excited.
Even if there were many who were grieving, it seemed … a little out of place.
They seemed to be suppressing their true emotions.
The members of the Inferno Tribe felt that something was wrong, but they could not put their finger on it.
Without waiting for them to ask anything, the players joined them and mourned the dead elves with a sorrowful face, making them swallow the words in their throats.
After Ayr's body recovered, he planned to chase after the escaping half-orcs again.
Although the half-orcs had already escaped when the power of the Mother Goddess descended, Ayr was still worried.
However, when he was ready to move, the voice of the Mother Goddess sounded in his heart.
"No need to chase."
No need?
Ayr's movements stopped.
However, since the Mother Goddess said that there was no need to chase, then he gave up the chase.
After that, he helped the Inferno Tribe collect the bodies of their clansmen, while the players enthusiastically helped the elves organize the ancient books that they had left behind. Finally, they excitedly pulled the spoils of war — The Black Dragon Merril who had pretended to be dead, and surrounded the native elves as they began to return.
… …
At the edge of the forest.
The half-orc priest was fleeing in panic with the accompaniment of his guards.
This time, the Grotto Tribe had sent a total of three hundred half-orc warriors to organize the ambush. They were all young and strong!
However, after the appearance of the crazy elves and the skinny Silver Swordsman, the half-orcs all died in battle.
Now, there were only a hundred or so people who had escaped.
Not only that, but what made the half-orc priest even more terrified was that The Black Dragon Merril had not returned after a long time!
Although there were no pursuers behind them, this discovery made him even more terrified.
"The World Tree's Leaf … Just the power of the World Tree's Leaf couldn't control Lord Merril for so long. Could it be … There's an even more terrifying enemy?"
"Just now, I seemed to have felt a fluctuation similar to Divine Power … Although I didn't sense the specific aura, that intense fluctuation must be the power of a True God!"
The more he thought about it, the more terrified he felt.
At this moment, the fleeing team suddenly stopped.
"What's going on?"
The half-orc priest's heart tightened as he looked ahead.
He didn't know when, but a tall figure had appeared at the exit of the Elven Forest.
Her whole body was covered in a black robe, and her dark grey hair hung down from the hood. A pair of scarlet eyes quietly looked at the half-orc team.
Her expression was very calm, as if she was looking at a group of dead people.
The half-orc priest's pupils constricted slightly.
Because … He couldn't sense the existence of this person at all!
This was either because the other party had a very strong ability to hide her aura, or her strength was far beyond his imagination.
He was about to say something when a huge pressure suddenly came from the other party.
For a moment, all the half-orcs were shocked because this pressure was countless times stronger than The Black Dragon Merril!
A high-grade professional!
This was a high-grade professional who had reached the strength of a Gold!
The half-orc priest screamed madly in his heart, but he couldn't make a sound.
Then, this mysterious person suddenly raised her head, and a cold and deathly still Divine Power suddenly spread out with her as the center.
All the half-orcs who came in contact with it stiffened and then fell down, losing their life aura.
Sensing the aura of that Divine Power, the half-orc priest suddenly widened his eyes.
"Die … Die … Death's Blessing …"
He didn't finish his words before he also lost his life.
Hundreds of beastmen fell to the ground just like that.
Not a single one escaped.
At this moment, the tall figure waved her hands again, and a vigorous Divine Power suddenly surged out, swallowing all the remaining vitality of the half-orcs in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, her appearance changed again. She took on Eve's appearance.
"You killed so many of my people in my territory, don't even think about escaping."
She dropped this sentence and turned into a bright light, slowly disappearing.
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