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GOR Chapter 313 "Elven King"
The first wave of attacks from the Sinners was successfully dispelled, greatly alleviating the worry in the heart of the Dragons. It seems that even after a thousand years, the Sinners still haven't learned their lesson!
Don't they know that the races on the ground are unable to defeat the Dragons, the overlords of the sky? These pitiful Orcs, after so many years, they still only know how to charge recklessly to their deaths.
After the first wave of attack was defeated, the black mass of the sinners seemed to have fallen into a strange silence. In the sky, the Elves, whom the Dragon Clan Leader was deeply afraid of, only flew around the front of the battlefield and retreated. They did not participate in the battle.
The Black Dragons displayed their might under the lead of the simple-minded Dragon Guard Captain. However, the continuous breathing of the Dragons exhausted the strong Black Dragons. Taking advantage of the fact that the Sinners did not continue their attacks, the Dragons Patriarch led his people to land on the ground. They did not go far and stayed on top of the ruins of the collapsed Sacred Mountain. They worked hard and unwillingly, seemingly wanting to dig something out from under the ruins.
The Dragon Clan's efforts finally paid off a little.
"Father."
The eldest prince of the Dragons transformed into his human form and rushed out from the ruins of the Sacred Mountain. His pale face was filled with joy as he quickly rushed to the side of the Dragons Patriarch. "We … we found it …"
After he finished speaking, he opened his arms to reveal a dragon egg in his bosom!!
The eyes of the Dragons Patriarch revealed excitement. He let out a low roar and carefully moved his head closer to the egg. Then, he stuck out his tongue and gently touched the dragon egg.
"What else? How many did you find? "The Old dragon sighed as he looked at his son.
The eldest prince's face was gloomy as he whispered. "Other than this one … there are a total of six eggs that are intact. There are also two that have suffered some damage. Our people are trying to find a way to repair them but I'm afraid there isn't much hope … other than that, the others are all … all …"
When he reached the end, his voice trembled and he could no longer continue.
Roar!!!
The Old dragon angrily roared to the sky!
God! Goddess of Light!! The Dragons took on the mission you gave them and sat on the Sacred Mountain for thousands of years. Is this what they get in return?!!
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That night, on the icy plains opposite, the army of the Crime had set up countless fires. They had set up countless tents and even sent out thousands of small teams to break the ice and get water from all over the place. However, they did not seem to have any intention of attacking.
The Dragons lost their Sacred Mountain and could only helplessly rest on the ruins of the Sacred Mountain. When did the proud Dragons suffer such a situation? His opponent was standing right in front of his house, eyeing him covetously, while his lair had already been destroyed!
The proud Dragon Warriors could only rest on the ruins of the Sacred Mountain.
A few green Dragons were waking up and taking care of the dragon eggs that they dug out from the ruins. Two of them were crushed under the mountain when the mountain collapsed and the eggs were slightly cracked. However, the dragons who valued the eggs as much as their lives still tried their best to save the two unborn lives. Two green dragons were wasting their Dragon Breath in front of the two dragon eggs. They breathed warm Dragon Breath on the dragon eggs, trying to keep the two dragon eggs warm in the cold ruins. They used their Dragon Breath to repair the cracks on the dragon eggs bit by bit.
This night was long for the Dragons Patriarch. As an outstanding leader, he understood the current situation very well. These Sinners seemed to have suddenly grown out of the ground! In the past, when these Sinners came, there were at most tens of thousands of them. That was already the limit. But this time … Looking at the dark shadows in the distance, the Old dragon could not help but sigh in his heart.
When the sky had just brightened, some dragons who were still sleeping were impatiently awakened by the movements coming from the opposite side.
Sleeping in the wilderness made the Dragon Warriors feel very aggrieved. They missed the cave in the Sacred Mountain and the hot air in the nest …
When they were woken up by the commotion caused by the accusations, they were furious.
However, the actions of those annoying Sinners made the Dragon Warriors curious.
In the morning, several groups of short figures ran out in front of the Sinners' army camp. The Dragon Warriors recognized that these little people were the Dwarves in the Sinners.
These Dwarves were thick and short, but they were born to be excellent craftsmen. Although the Dwarves were short, they had great strength. It was said that they were related to the Giants by blood.
Early in the morning, they saw hundreds of Dwarven craftsmen running to the front, followed by hundreds of Taurens. They pulled shabby and simple carts and quickly moved the things out of the carts. And these hundreds of Dwarven craftsmen immediately grabbed hammers and other tools and began to work in front of them with clanking sounds. The dozens of carts were dismantled into parts by these Dwarves and then assembled one after another. Suddenly, dozens of strange things were set up in front of the Sinners' army.
Some Dragon Warriors did not recognize what those things were and even curiously tried to fly closer to take a closer look.
However, the Elves, who did not appear in the battle yesterday, did not remain silent this time! Before the Dragon Warriors who tried to approach could get close, hundreds of small Elves flew into the sky from afar. They were wearing exquisite and gorgeous armor and holding small bows and arrows in their hands. Before the Dragon Warriors could get close, a rain of arrows was shot over!
The Elves were born to be excellent archers. Their archery skills were amazing to the point of being incredible. The target of every arrow was extremely tricky, choosing to shoot at the relatively weak parts of the dragon's body. If it were just ordinary bows and arrows, the Megalosaurus' thick body would naturally not be afraid.
However, these Elven Archers were born to be magic archers! Their Elven Bows and Arrows were shot with a kind of magic unique to the Elves. They looked gorgeous, but they were actually dangerous weapons!
In the morning, a young Dragon Warrior recklessly got close and was immediately shot by dozens of Elven Bows and Arrows. Those Elven Bows and Arrows were enchanted with the Elves' magic. It was unknown whether it was a Stun Spell, a Bind Spell, a Fear Spell, or a Fatigue Spell. Even though the Megalosaurus' magic resistance was relatively high, it could not withstand dozens of Elven Bows and Arrows at the same time. The Megalosaurus whimpered in the sky and fell down on the spot.
If it were not for its companions dragging it back, it would have become a prisoner of crime.
In the morning, the Chief of the Dragons came to the front of the formation. It only took a glance at the things set up by the Dwarves and the expression in its eyes immediately changed!
Most of the Dragons' clansmen guarded the Sacred Mountain and never went out in their lives. Naturally, they did not recognize what those things were. However, the Chief of the Dragons recognized them!
In front of the formation was a row of huge shelves. It was none other than a type of long range mechanical weapon … Ballista!
The Ballista that was a bit thicker than a spear was embedded in the firing rack, but it was aimed at the sky!
More importantly, there were hundreds of Elves behind it. They carried small wooden buckets in their hands and flapped their wings, flying back and forth between the Ballista. They were constantly using large ladles to scoop out a kind of dark green liquid from the wooden buckets in their hands and pouring it on the Ballista's arrowheads …
In addition to being natural archers, the Elves were often the race most familiar with flowers and plants in nature! It could even be said that the Elves were the race most suited to become magic pharmacists!
Seeing the Elves pouring the green liquid on the Ballista, there was no need to ask. It was certainly the most vicious magic potion specially prepared to deal with the Dragons!
In this way, the other side had this kind of long range large-scale weapon that could attack the sky, so the Dragons' advantage in the sky would be greatly reduced!
When did these crimes … become so smart?!
The Old dragon's scalp went numb and he suddenly made up his mind! He could not wait any longer!
He had to take advantage of this moment to immediately bring people over and destroy all those Ballista's launchers! Otherwise, his side would be at a great disadvantage when fighting in the future!
Thinking of this, the Chief of the Dragons' heart sank and he shouted: "Livino! Take your clansmen and go! Destroy those few launchers for me! Go now!! "
Livino was the Black Dragon Guard Captain under the Chief of the Dragons. However, the Old dragon's order was a bit late!
The Sinner army in the distance suddenly moved. After a burst of noise, the sound of drums could be heard!
The Behemoths wobbled out once again, but this time, they weren't the main characters.
Along with the sound of drums, two teams of Elves flew out from the sky. These Elves were all wearing gorgeous armor made from the leaves of the Gold and Silver Tree. The armor was covered with hollow patterns. Their small and light bodies flew in the sky, but they lined up neatly in two teams. The weapons in their hands, the Elven Bows, were on their backs, and each of them held a small horn in their hands.
After the two teams of Elves flew out and lined up in front of the Sinner army, they blew their horns at the same time. Under each horn, a dark green leaf hung, just like a flag.
The Elves were born with delicate and sharp senses. They were the best at art and all kinds of gorgeous things. At this moment, even the sound of the horns sounded particularly pleasant.
Faintly, there seemed to be a magical radiance flashing behind the two teams of Elven Buglers.
Finally, after the sound of the horns stopped, the two teams of Elves lowered their heads at the same time and used the most respectful posture, as if they were welcoming something.
The sound of hooves was crisp …
From the Sinner army, a rider slowly walked out. When the surrounding people saw this figure clearly, even the ferocious-looking Orcs standing close to it couldn't help but show reverence on their faces. They consciously retreated, as if they were afraid that if they went even half a step closer, it would be a blasphemy to this person.
The mount that came out was snow-white all over. Its soft and white fur was like satin, and it faintly carried a trace of sacred aura. Its handsome figure and its light hooves faintly carried a noble and elegant posture.
Its body was like an extremely handsome steed. The lines of its body were full of beauty, but there was no lack of strength! The aura on its body was even more sacred and noble! However, when it walked out, this mysterious creature actually carried an aura that was faintly similar to the dragon's aura of the Dragon Clan!
And in front of its forehead, there was a long, sparkling and translucent horn with circles of rivet patterns that emitted a faint white light …
This mount was actually the purest, most beautiful, and most elegant Mythical Beast that only existed in myths and legends!
Unicorn!!
Legend had it that this Mythical Beast was the favorite pet of the Gods. It was endowed with the most beautiful and handsome appearance and the purest sacred power! And this kind of prideful divine beast was being ridden by a person at this moment, being used as a mount!
The person on the back of the Unicorn had an extremely handsome face! Perhaps even the most picky artist among humans wouldn't be able to find a single flaw on its face! Even the greatest poet couldn't find any words to praise its beauty! Those blue eyes were as vast and beautiful as the sea. The faint smile at the corner of its mouth seemed to be able to melt all the coldness in the world …
However, that pair of slightly sharp ears revealed its identity … an elf!
Although the Elf Clan was famous for their beauty in legends, this Elf was so beautiful that it made people gasp in amazement! It was wearing a silver armor that was covered with all kinds of magic patterns unique to the Elf Clan. The hollow armor looked more like a work of art worn on its body!
And the Elf Clan, who loved beauty, was even more ingenious. They used a few different colored flower juices to smear on its armor, causing this armor to emit a colorful light under the morning sun! And its long hair …
That cloud-like long hair was pure purple! The length of its hair was even longer than its waist. If it stood on the ground, its long hair would almost reach its calves.
What was even more surprising was that this Elf was obviously the leader of the Elf Clan, but it didn't have any weapons on its body!
On its back, there was a small harp!
It was so charming and charming that many of the elves on both sides were already staring at it with infatuation in their eyes. However, this extremely beautiful elf had a calm expression. She sat on the unicorn and slowly walked to the front.
"Great Clan Leader of the Dragons, the revered Master of the Sacred Mountain." Its clear and melodious voice was indescribably beautiful, but it was this seemingly soft voice that clearly fell into the ears of the hundreds of thousands of people on both sides of the battlefield!!
"… Before the battle, please come out and meet me. According to the great tradition, as the leaders of both sides, we should show respect to each other."
This Elf smiled. Even the morning sun seemed to lose its luster under its smile.
The Clan Leader of the Dragons let out a long roar. Its huge golden body immediately flew over and landed in the sky a hundred meters away from the Elf. It lowered its head and roared at the Elf riding on its unicorn, "Lowly, sinful race! The punishment you received from the Gods is not over yet, yet you dare to violate the Gods' iron law again! You should understand that the moment your sinful feet stepped on the land of the Roland Continent, you have already committed a monstrous sin!! "
The Elf smiled gently. Its beautiful smile was full of desolation. Its voice was soft, but it was infinitely distant …
"Sin?" It seemed to be talking to itself, "No matter how many sins we have committed, after thousands of years, even the heaviest of sins should have been redeemed long ago!"
"Hmph!" The Golden Megalosaurus snorted in the sky. A dragon's aura pressed down, "Say your name, Elf!"
Under the pressure of the Golden Megalosaurus, the powerful Clan Leader of the Dragons, the Elf didn't seem to be affected at all. It even raised its wrist and gently stroked its messy hair. Then, it looked at the golden figure in the sky and laughed softly.
"I was born in the middle of summer. But on the day I came, it suddenly snowed. So, my father gave me a very special name … Hmm, respected Clan Leader of the Dragons … 'Elf King Luo Xue' is my name. Everyone on the continent that you regard as sinful calls me that. "
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