Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 150 After noon Elf Forest

Half-kill up to nine-ninths of Zutaboro's chaggy bloodstain, then take the barely alive captive (Elder) with the mushrooms and proceed without straying through the lost forest, but the phrase "whoever goes a hundred miles halves ninety" didn't mean half-kill up to 90% OK, and that's a sneak 9% more if it's ninety-nine centimeters (99%)!?

"Hi-ha-ha! Elder, Trent, we got a streak! Yeah, glad you fell all over, huh? Lots of Int's dropping, too! Yeah, it's good to be here."

Yeah, they're rooting deep into the earth and the trees are falling? I'm sure Mr. Elder Trent had a lot to say, and there would have been a mountain of things he wanted to penetrate, but he fell down during logging and lay low on the ground. Soon he was turned into a demon stone and collected with the drop into an item bag. Yeah, I can't talk.

No traps, no tricks, continue along the path of peaceful forests overflowing with leaky trees. Anyway, the directions (far away) look with Luo Xinyi's eyes, and he happily picks up the traps and tricks from one end. It doesn't work on that eye, and because it's "map", the maze of trees makes no sense at all.

"Something... a picnic?" "Well, what's the forest bathing effect?" "Elder's not compatible with Yakun, is he?" "That's not incompatible, because you don't have the guts," "" You're an expert in harassment!

The Trents, known as the Forest Threat, are desperate to pretend to be trees and try not to be slight, but they say, "Get some luxury wood!" are relentless deforestation and timber grabbing, and the greatest fears of the elf forest to be reclaimed (Trent.)

Forests are scary for people, they lose sight of directions and scaffolding can be a threat to travel and fight. But there is no intimidation like the Devil's Forest, and even though demons are miscellaneous fish other than Trent, the scenario of Trent I asked for doesn't work perfectly.

"Destroyed!" "Poison Spider doesn't petrify demons, but does this have to be dismantled?" "It's gonna be a penny... poison bug juice spray flag?" "" "It doesn't fit!" "" Ah, I... I have a knack. "" "That's the real elf! Though my chest is Elov!" "" "Master, how can you be so big!?" "" Learn, there it is!! ""

Elfenland, the capital of the Elves, a sanctuary that can never be reached except by the Elder Elves in the back of the woods, I asked Mr Ireilea. It is the capital of illusions hidden by the forest trees and the maze of phantom fog... I can't get lost because the guide sees me projecting illusions into the fog and trying to move the terrain and the trees in a cunning direction of travel. Because if the beautiful elves come here in their sexy dresses, they're going to get lost, but it doesn't work at all with moving trees or hallucinations, right?

The depressed and growing trees bare their way through the entrance full of disguised and hidden traps, deactivating them while even walking in the magic formation.

"He's here? I mean, I'm a passing person, but I came straight through, so what the hell, I brought in a bunch of prisoners of some sort, but it's the nuisance of sending a ton of old men to innocent boy high school students who dream of a beautiful woman assassin who should be oppressed with fascism in the name of ordinance, right?

They're here. A huge gate opens to welcome you, I'm sure the elves aren't willing to welcome you at all, and I'm strictly magically protecting you, but a pushing visitor who's very good at annoyance is wood-magically forced to open the gate at will to welcome you.

The trap set like a mountain at the entrance to the sanctuary is deactivated with a trap ring, and the physical trap is spotted with the eyes of Luo Jin. The proud sorcerers are rewritten at will and do not operate, and the soldiers to be protected do not intimidate but do not approach - the worst uninvited guest, a catastrophe to push.

"I'm coming in, take care of your own sniping! Defensive posture, protect the Elves as a matter of priority!" "" "Roger, Yar!"

I'm aiming with a bow, but I'm not shooting because of the hostages, that's contagious fear, not people's walls. The miserable appearance of the frightened compatriots (Elders) with their broken faces brought as hostages propagates fear as if it were a fear, whose miserable and miserable appearance frightens the archer's body with fear… its large number of imprisoned Elders informs him of the danger.

"Oh, come on, you guys, to the Holy Land of Elves (Elfenland)... Shhhhhh!

Deactivate all traps, open the gates of protection at will and break into them with dignity. If you don't attack, you won't be willing to drop them. The Disaster of Pushing (Disaster) Doesn't mean anything about defending your opponent. Because even the Great Labyrinth can't be stopped because there's no way they can stop the people who go, there's no way they can stop the serial kidnappers of the Labyrinth King who can't even stop the Hierarchist (Guardian) of the Great Labyrinth.

"Wow... do you feel like a tree?" "Yeah, you mean romantic... country smell?" "It's kind of vegetable-dried," "It's deadly to have radishes lined up in that dish," "But there's also a treehouse," "It's kind of brown," "Uh, living in the country rather than naturally oriented," "Reminds me of my grandmother's house." "" Uh, I know!

Seems extra narrow to look at because urban-child modern kids live surrounded by insane modern art in different worlds, their craftsmanship is refined and skillful, but their taste smells ancient. The whole thing is brown even though it is western, trees and wooden (chatter), even the elevated road that passes over the trees can only be seen as a suspension bridge between trees and ropes. This is the sanctuary, the heart of the forest ruled by the noble Elder.

"Stop! This noble inferior species, filthy and impolite as entering the sanctuary at the mercy of the Goro people...... bamboo!

Sharicelles and others from different worlds admire the sense of nature (naturalism) and exquisite tree architecture... We are loud for wooden architecture, because when we move from wooden cultural country to different worlds, we are routinely surrounded by art-level wooden furniture from Art Deco to Mid Century here... and we get used to it and it seems kind of dirty or rural.

"Hey, who... you bring in the rebel Vizmlegzero, this elf shame inferior, etc... ahhhhhh!

The streets that unite with the trees of the forest are… somewhere subtly rural and mixed with a sense of countryside, at first glance it is the capital of the forest, but it has a slight sense of life, and there is an old smell in cultural sculpture and craftsmanship, design and taste are the subtle shame.

"I don't expect you to have to mourn the sanctuary, because there will be more inferior species like you... ghoul!

Demon bullets bouncing up with one thumb while sightseeing the sanctuary in a mood, and a wand of a world tree (like a bar) on the reverse hand, Mr. Slime on the head and your face laughing wickedly. Scary mood. Elf's mouth, which says what he doesn't want, is screamed and blown away, and Elders, frightened by fear, swallow their voices and show fright. If you were a person, not an inferior species, there would have been a chance of a reduction...

"Lots of targeting! Diffuse bow firing (Tamaya), hiccup ♥"

Elder's soldiers, snipers, gathered together before shooting, were knocked down by the indiscriminate shooting of their bowdaughter, who said they were all targeted if they had a weapon named Dedicated Defense, and the soldiers with swords saw a worn out companion (Elder) near them with light out of their eyes, and they were frightened, and the moment they tried to intimidate them, they finally shattered the junction of the resurrected sanctuary with a world tree wand (like Barr), tears eyes.

"Stop! Stop! Why don't you stop, in Elder's land, in the sanctuary! Don't come in, it's impenetrable, right here. Huh! Bye, haha!

I'm scared because I don't understand, I'm so scared of things I don't know... and Yaoi doesn't listen to people! So I don't know what to do anymore, the chain of command is crushed by sniping and the U.N. crowd is just frightened. This is an absolute sanctuary, a land that I believed to be safe is pushed through. Yeah, for the trick - you're right!

"I came here as king on behalf of all the elves except Elder. How many times have I offered, but I can't even manage it, so I can't protect the ancient breed (Elder)? If you can explain and take responsibility as an Elf Forest Administrator, offer me what the Administrator (Elder) is without doing all that we asked for!

I didn't yell, but I drink the unheard cry of the ancient breed (Elder). Strictly intimidating with its magnificent voice, King Elf declares that it was air. Yeah, don't you all stutter with your faces saying, "There you are!?"? You're about to cry a little, so stop him, okay?

"" "." "There he is! King?" ""

I didn't seem to get my wish. The king of the elves, who opens the sanctuary in high spirits, is messing with his knees with a fatal wound to his heart. Yeah, I'm in the way, so avoid it on the edge, okay?

Sporadic fights happen everywhere, if that's what you can call a fight...

"Grrr! You guys! Ooh!" "Hi-ha-ha" "Don't play witch mountain, I'm Elder...... yah!" "" "" "Hi-ha-ha!" "" "" Stop me...... guhh "" "But I say no!" "" It's Elder, you know... duh! "" "" Elder Za - (laughs) ""

Screaming pointless intimidation, frightening and crying in a dignified way, because I'm clever but not interested. Wear it if you have a weapon... you shot a child who doesn't have a weapon, so you don't hear any excuses or arguments. You gave up the room for discussion, didn't you?

A battle of domination that is divided and powerless and not even an attack that Mr. Elves captures. The Holy Land was the fortress of the heart...... I believed it was absolutely impenetrable...... so at the time of the invasion the U.N. crowd, pointlessly Elder leaders and commanders start rubbing the inner circle over there to unnecessarily confuse things. No more individual counterattacks without packing, no more resistance with each destruction, no more coming to the view unarmed by this situation, said we would be in chaos... already, fallen.

Only senseless resistance without even a defensive strategy runs into the house and stands in a rallying but frightening scatter. So there's no need to disable it, it's devastating except for a single sniper.

All you have to do now is Mr. Elves.

Now Elder's leadership is in the process of interrogating him in captivity, letting him throw up secrets, and separating those who knew from those who did not. It would be time to assemble an unabashedly extraordinary representative and call it a meeting in the name of discussion, during the O HA, NA, SHI in which you and all the Labyrinth Emperors participate, because you no longer hear anger, screaming, or begging for life from earlier.

"" "" "" "" Hi-ha-ha!

Yeah, looks like it's over? Is that it? Soon the folks in the woods (elves) are only talking "hi-ha-ha"!!