Game of the World Tree

Elf Sen and the southeastern handover of the Dark Mountains.

A old man wearing a hood looks at the lush forest in the distance, slightly relieved:

"finally reached."

He returned, looked at more than 200 towers behind him, carrying parcels and bags, and shaping the appearance of the appearance with a long coat tip: smiling:

"We have to go home."

The old man is the natural priest (41 level) of the Eve (41 level), Samir blast.

And follow him, it is the ethnicity of the Elf Tribe.

They have been working in the Dark Mountains for more than a month, and now they are finally going out from the rugged foothills.

When you hear Samir, the elf sent a cheer.

However, Samir's look will become serious:

"But we can't relax, if I have not remembered, there seems to have a strong half-oriented tribe, and more than two other goals are still too big. Next, we can't rest, you must go to the elves at all Sen! "

The elf is the nature of nature. Once the forest is entered, the elf will give water like a fish.

Although more than 200 people's goals are large, it is also more concealed than in the dark mountains of the bare!

The Flame Tribal Great Headsier is also nodded.

"Yes, the half-roast cave tribe settled nearby, they have always been proud of hunting elf, and they are old-to-heads of our flame tribes."

When it is here, she is almost biting his teeth.

But there is no way.

Since the millennium, the Elves have lost the true God, and the shackles of the lowering curse were strong, and the strength fell.

The elves not only lost all the middle, high-level priests, even the birth of the Master also became very difficult, spells only master some instinct zero magic, not behind the eclectic opponents behind the gods ...

If it is not the road to the Dark Mountains to the Elf Sen, Philippine Sisser does not want to take this risk.

But ... now different now.

It has confirmed the return of the mother, and the shackles on the people have also been unspeakable. Although everyone is still weak, there is also a good idea.

"If you really hit them, even if you fight my old life, you have to let the little guys in the tribe go back!"

Philippineham is firm!

As long as the tribe is able to return to the elf, she is willing to pay everything, even if it is life!

Philippish Sisil believes that under the true God of God, the ethnic group will once again grow up!

Listening to the words of Philippine, Samir looks:

"Do not worry, Feiders. I will also help everyone. Not only that, the mother and the mother must be watching our actions, He will bless us!"

After that, he suddenly thought about it, turned around to see other elves:

"Next, before we have been returning to the core area, you temporarily stop the daily prayer."

Seeing the eyes of the people, Samir explained:

"The recovery of the mother and god belongs to the secret. Now we are still in the stage of gathering people, the stage of accumulation. During this period, we can't expose the mother and aggressive! This is about the future of our Elf!"

Listening to Samir's explanation, the elves have nodded, and many people who consciously think about the tree-shaped symbols in the chest will stop moving.

I saw the cooperation of the people, Samir was very satisfied, he and Fisidie ​​have opposed their eyes, nodded, and issued the command:

"Everyone remains quiet, we start at full speed!"

More than 200 elf look, they silently carrying bags, quietly accelerating the pace of the feet ...

On the way, Samier has maintained an unprecedented vigilance, and he gave the world of the world of the world, and did it in his hand.

However, this lucky seems to care again, when they returned to the elf, there is no appearance.

Samir finally gone tones.

He wiped his head because of the sweat of the row, showed a [natural whisper] against the elf.

He is not only a priest, but also a Druid.

This is a new Durui skill that he learned in the gods.

And just a display [natural whisper], his expression is slightly changed:

"not good!"

"what happened?"

Philippish Sisley saw his expression and his heart was tight.

Samir looks careless:

"Naturally tell me, not long ago ... have a lot of half-oriers enter the elf's Sen!"

Philippine Sissale has changed the same face, she frowned a moment, sigh:

"I am afraid it is ... our whereabouts are exposed."

More than 200 people move forward, the goal is not comparative, exposure is also an incident that is not small.

Although the Elves have obscured the appearance, but their temperament, some of their appearances or cannot be covered.

Cracers others can, if you want to deceive the half-orc people who have a rich wizard hunting experience.

Samir voice is dignified:

"The half-orc is incomparable, and we have to prepare for a battle."

Philippi Sisley and other elves listened to his words, the expression gradually became firm.

I saw that they pulled off their own hood and took out the elf short sword and the bow:

"Oh, I haven't used this bowling for many years, I don't know if my arrow law is returned."

"When I think I am young, it is also an excellent elf sword, until ... although now, I can get rid of swords."

"I have already come here, I can't retreat again. For the future of the Elf, in order to fight the hopes of the Range Triba, fight!"

I saw the determination of the elves, Samir expression was complicated, and he sighed and said:

"Next, I will try to take everyone around the road. I can avoid it, but if I am unfortunate to take the battle ... The older is rushing in front, Qingzhuang, everyone protects the children!"

The elves listened, and they got some noddings to express their identity.

The old elf strength is the strongest, but has lost their fertility, although the strength is good, it has also been passed on, but the experience is still a little, and the children ... is the future of the Elf, must protection!

For a time, the morale of the elves reached a peak.

Under the guidance of Samir, they entered the elf.

Just this time, the half-orca seems to have already prepared ambient action.

Samir has avoided the ambush of the half-elf, but they still hit the scattered semi-orculent!

The half-orc people see the team of the elf, and the look is happy.

They didn't get on the front, but I took out a horn from the arms and shouted.

"-"

The bright horn is like a signal, which is constantly spreading around.

"It is the chopping angle of the half-orc!"

Samir face suddenly changed.

Half-oriers, only when they are dispatched with large teams!

And the most orcheon, each dispatched at least three hundred people, all of which is a clear warrior!

Not only that, but the half-oriented priest will go together.

This is no longer the power of the weakened flame tribe resistance.

Samir bite his teeth and shouted:

"Throw away those bulky bags, everyone only puts weapons, break out!"