Under the pressure and enticement of a bewitching creature like the 'Stairway of the Sun', even the unrivalled treant could only submit to it. Bear this in mind, this was under the circumstance that Sheyan had no intention of targeting it!
Of course, the main reason for such a situation was because Ferrell was unwilling to submit to Sheyan. Therefore, he harbored the thought of competing with Sheyan. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been so ridiculous.
Nevertheless, it was precisely because of this sudden incident that the treant lost its battle prowess. The pressure on the frontlines instantly intensified!
At this moment, Desirese Roots directly soared into the sky. His white hair and beard fluttered in the wind, while the staff in his hand shockingly flickered with a sharp radiance. In the next second, an indescribable spatial fissure shockingly tore through the hillside. The spatial fissure was roughly a metre above the ground, and was 40 metres wide. In a flash, the spatial fissure carved out a distance of 50-60 metres down the hillside!
The orcs and uruk-hais that were sliced by the spatial fissure were first stunned, before they were abruptly severed at the waist, like wheat being reaped in a field.
Elder Desirese Roots' 'Space Ripple Blade' had sliced through at least 200 orcs and uruk-hais in a blink of an eye! This caused their tide-like offensive to slow down!
Blood gushed out like a waterfall, surpassing the absorption capacity of the soil. It formed a small scarlet stream that flowed rapidly. The air was instantly filled with a pungent fishy stench from the overflowing internal organs.
After casting this spell, Desirese Roots didn't appear to be strenuous at all. Instead, he gazed at Sheyan with astonishment, before drifting to the right as though his feet weren't touching the ground. Then, he pressed his hand against the kneeling treant, Ferrell, who was convulsing painfully into a ball.
The Elder's palm emitted a faint white glow. Mr. Ferrell gradually calmed down, but his gaze towards Sheyan was filled with intense fear, astonishment, and even sorrow. "That's right, Mr. Ferrell. His eyes were filled with fear, surprise, and even sorrow.
"Why.... why would such a filthy and bloody creature be able to obtain the favor of the twilight elf, Lord Melody? You have to know that she is so pure, so flawless, so clean and pure! "
Desirese Roots's eyes suddenly turned hollow. After a long while, he replied.
"At the end of the path of extreme light, what one yearns for the most is extreme darkness. In the realm of the Twilight Elves, they no longer pay attention to purity, but rather harmony. The world is like this. Once you reach the end of a path, the peak of a path, you can only turn back if you want to grow. Beautiful flowers need dirty manure to become more beautiful. Have you ever seen such a beautiful world? Have you ever seen an extremely ugly world? If you want to grow to the level where you can create your own world, then you have to learn tolerance and assimilation. You have not reached that level yet, so you will never understand this point. "
Mr. Ferrell said in a hoarse voice.
"But isn't the Undying Lands an extremely beautiful world?"
Desirese Roots paused for a brief moment before slowly replying.
"Have you ever been to the Undying Land?"
Mr. Ferrell said in a low, muffled voice.
"Of course I haven't. If I had, I would never have come back."
Elder Desirese Roots replied indifferently.
"If you don't experience it for yourself, you'll never know the truth. It's like putting a glass of water in front of you, and others telling you how hot or cold the water is. It'll never be as direct as drinking it yourself."
*****
While they were conversing, Franklin's illusion had already suffered a huge amount of damage. Furthermore, the Elves had no way to heal him. Hence, after being surrounded, his HP was depleted and he transformed into a stone statue. Then, with a loud rumble, the statue crumbled and crashed down.
After recovering his battle capabilities, Franklin waved his magic staff and drew a circle in the air. From the circle, a queer snake-like beam of light shot out. The orcs that were struck by the beam of light clutched their heads and howled in agony.
This was Franklin's main offensive method, 'Spirit Chain'. Not only could it deal damage to the enemy, it could also inflict debuffs. Furthermore, it had a chance to burn the enemy's MP. However, this ability was multi-functional, and the other meaning of 'multi-functional' was that it knew everything. Hence, its destructive power wasn't considered high.
Noticing that the super meatshield 'Treant of War' Ferrell had yet to recover, the Elves decided to retreat. Instead, Sheyan obstructed them. At this moment, Reef roared with conviction and charged forward.
In that instant, apart from the 'Armor of Faith' that he cast on himself, several other elves instinctively cast various elven divine spells on him when they saw him dashing forward with a shield, such as' Halo of Thorns', 'Mark of the Wild', 'Tree Bark', 'Leap', 'Stone Foundation', and so on.
In a flash, Reef was like a pile of fresh feces flying into a swarm of buzzing flies.... (Reef: Motherf * cker, do you even know how to make an analogy?). Without hesitation, he attracted a huge number of orcs. When he roared towards the sky and unleashed his' Shattering Cardiac Roar 'ability, three Elves also completed their joint spell.
Abruptly, 7-8 incomparably sharp stalagmites pierced out from the ground near the reef. Their surfaces were jagged and incisive, reaching 5-6 metres in length. Every stalagmite pierced through 2-3 orcs with unparalleled ferocity before finally exploding. In a flash, the hundreds of orcs surrounding the reef were wiped clean!
'Earth Fang'!
However, after a series of explosions, when the vast expanse of white rock dust dissipated, the pitiful Reef was left standing alone. He stood there lifelessly like a man made of flour. Only his pair of eyes occasionally blinked a few times to show that he was still alive....
At this moment, the 'Treant of War' Ferrell roused himself and entered the battlefield. At this moment, Sheyan actually made a 'charge' gesture to everyone. The first to charge out was naturally Reef, followed by Elder Annenia Cyathea and the elves. After all, they had sworn an oath to Melody, that they would obey Sheyan's orders like they would obey Melody's.
"Charge at this moment? Isn't that using our disadvantage to meet the enemy's advantage? The orcs can easily encircle and devour us! "Treant of War declared in a low muffled voice.
Elder Desirese Roots frowned and remained silent.
Indeed, it was as awkward as Treant of War predicted. The orcs once again tightened their encirclement. Just as they were about to annihilate the Elves, something strange happened. Most of the orcs suddenly clutched their heads and groaned in pain, shivering and sneezing. Some even bent over and coughed violently!
Because of this moment of hesitation, Reef roared furiously and slaughtered a path of blood. He led the Elves and slaughtered an orc shaman protected by three Uruk-hais!
With the death of this Shaman, the orcs who were like an army immediately scattered. It was as if they had lost their string of pearls and were scattered all over the ground.
At this moment, Sheyan had already charged towards Reef and the rest. A flask of curse-mix was smashed onto the ground as a faint green fumes rapidly diffused out. Some of the Elves even panicked. Fortunately, they quickly discovered that the fumes weren't harmful to them. Instead, the orcs were like a bunch of scattered sand. Their morale was instantly boosted as they slaughtered the orcs like chopping melons and vegetables.
When Treant of War successfully regrouped with the Elves, the orcs and Uruk-hais on the battlefield had already sensed that the tide had turned and started to flee.
Facing the hesitation of Treant of War and Elder Desirese Roots, Sheyan merely spoke a single sentence. "We could have eliminated one more orc shaman." Then, he proceeded to discuss their upcoming itinerary.
Instead, Treant of War and Elder Desirese Roots felt an intense sense of shame. Yet, they couldn't retort or refute. Such a feeling was truly unbearable for the prideful Elves.
Because their party encountered two more ambushes from orcs, their itinerary was delayed. Only at around 1 am, did they finally pass through the black Toothless Mountain Pass. After traversing through that incomparably precipitous icy gorge, they finally arrived at the icy forest ahead.
This place was once occupied by a sinister faction, and was used as a base to constantly spawn Uruk-hais. Hence, when the elves of Rivendell received Melody's notice, not only did they completely destroy this place, they even installed a permanent 'Mage Eye' to monitor the surroundings. Every three days, a bird would be sent here to investigate. Hence, their group didn't have to worry about their safety when they arrived here.
After the party walked into the dense forest of the icy plains, under the control of the Elves' magic, several cedar trees naturally bent together to form a natural shelter from the wind. Then, the party hurriedly dug out a snow nest and lit a bonfire. Instantly, they felt warm and cozy.
Party Ace's harvest along the way was not small either. Although they did not complete any missions, each of their Destiny points had increased by at least 300 points. Although they did not obtain any good equipment, they still earned nearly 100,000 utility points after dealing with the miscellaneous goods. Party Ace did not intend to keep all the loot for themselves, so they shared 10,000 utility points with Franklin. (To be continued. If you like this work, I welcome you to donate your monthly votes or recommendation votes to me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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