In the dense forest of the Hengduan Valley, five elves were running forward quickly. They were almost the same height, short, fat and thin. Even their hair was the same light green and fluttering in the wind. The only difference was the long bows behind them. , the bow on the back of the elf in the center is not only longer and thicker than the bows on the other elves' backs, but the bow's back also faintly emits a golden light.
Viewed from the front, the five elves are all female. Their eyes are sharp and their steps are light. They are walking through the forest like a breeze. At this moment, they are rushing towards a hillside. The angle of the hillside is almost 45 degrees. But their breathing rate seemed very stable, and their breathing speed didn't slow down at all.
The reason why the Elf Empire declined is due to a variety of factors, such as attitude towards survival, cultural adaptability, fertility, etc. There is another reason that cannot be ignored. Analyzing it from a perspective beyond the current civilization, the Elf Empire Always in the matrilineal clan stage, the structure of the matrilineal clan lacks enterprising spirit compared with the patrilineal clan.
Men are more powerful and aggressive than women, and this is the same for every race. In this world of the jungle, conservative ones tend to die out, but radical ones can gradually stabilize and grow. Moreover, elves are too beautiful, they are very I wonder why humans like to start wars so much? They believe that instead of engaging in a bloody war that will destroy lives, it is better to use their energy to study the art of beauty. In this doubt, they have been pushed off the stage of history. In another world, there is also a vivid historical example. The suzerain state, which claims to be a country of benevolence and righteousness, values peace and often uses humiliation and hardship to satisfy the greed of foreigners in the hope of settling disputes. They like art more than war. Everyone is proud of being able to recite poems and write lyrics. Prostitutes with low social status can even become famous if they master an art. Next to the suzerain country, there was a small country. The people of the suzerain country looked down upon that small country. They are called Japanese, but the Japanese are extremely aggressive. After thousands of years of accumulation and testing, one day, the Japanese extended a butcher's knife to the suzerain country, and the flames of war spread all over the country. I don't know how many creatures died miserably under the butcher's knife. Most of the territory was also occupied.
It turns out. Greed has no end. You extend an olive branch made of gold as a friendly gift, but others see the gold ring on your finger and the gold bracelet on your wrist. It’s okay to give gifts, but don’t forget to hold it tightly with the other hand. The gleaming sword. Without adequate deterrence, there can be no real peace.
The elves' understanding in this regard is somewhat poor, and there is a very helpless phenomenon within the elves. They lack elite male elites. Because according to custom, only female elves can enjoy the blessings of the spring of life, but without the spring of life, it is difficult for elves to evolve into truly strong men. Historically, top men from the Elf tribe have been extremely rare. You can count them all on one hand. In the law of survival of the fittest, the spirit of ambition and desire is missing. Naturally, they are put into the camp of the unfit.
The five elves are all women, and they are also elite warriors in the clan. The leading elf is one of the few marksmen in the clan. Although they have been tracking for several days, they have never found the prey, but their expressions are very interesting. Calm, without any anxiety.
When she was still more than 200 meters away from the top of the slope, the leading elf suddenly stopped. She sensed the signal from the druid, which meant that the trace of the prey had been found!
The leading elf made a gesture, and several elves quickly dispersed to deal with a powerful swordsman. The shooters could not show their strength when they were gathered together. Only by covering the attack from all angles could they pose a fatal threat.
Several elves slowed down and quietly hid towards the top of the slope. A glimmer of excitement flashed in the eyes of the leading elf. She was very proud and did not allow herself to fail. She had been hiding her depressed mood in the past few days. Now it's up to her to wash away the shame herself.
The elf walking on the far left leaned against an old tree and looked around. There was the top of the slope in front of her, where she could easily expose herself. She wanted to hide in the trees first, but before she could decide which one An ancient tree suddenly shook its trunk behind her. She reacted quickly, only being stunned for a moment before she quickly rushed forward.
There was a loud bang, the tree trunk exploded, and countless sawdust flew everywhere. A sky-blue shadow shot out like lightning among the sawdust flying in the sky. The long sword in his hand shot out a dazzling cold light and slashed towards the neck of the elf. .
The opponent's attack was full of invincible momentum. The elf was so frightened that she tried to block it with her long bow in a panic. When the sword edge landed, not only her long bow was broken, but her body was also carried on her shoulders. It was split into two pieces, and the gushing blood splashed onto the snow. The snow was white and the blood was red, which was shocking.
Susanna turned around suddenly, her target had been locked on an elf shooter twenty meters away, but at this moment, a strong wind came from behind, and Susanna's body spun like a top, and she ducked to one side. A fired arrow passed by her with a loud sound, and the arrow, including its feathers, penetrated deeply into the trunk of the tree.
Susanna's pupils suddenly shrank. She didn't know the other party, but she had learned his archery skills. When she was surrounded, she was about to break out of the encirclement every time, but was forced back by the other party again and again. The two high-level druids are not scary. She can leave the battle group at any time. The trouble caused by the few wind wolves is also very limited. Only this elf shooter is the most troublesome! And she knew how long it took her to launch the raid, and she had just killed an enemy.
The arrow was shot, which shows how quick the opponent's reaction was.
It was not easy to find a natural and hidden tree hole. After running around for a long time, Susanna found an ideal place. Susanna racked her brains even more on how to deceive those druids who were good at tracking. Finally, she was uneasy. Waiting for the results. Since it was an ambush, Susanna believed that she had only two options. One was to attack the most vulnerable enemy, and the other was to attack the enemy that threatened her the most. The elf shooter fully met these two different requirements. Susanna had targeted the elf early in the morning. On the shooter.
What Susanna didn't know was that the druids had received news from their tribe that their leader had been killed on the spot by the furious Manchusili. This news plunged them into fear, and they were eager to find Susanna. , complete your task. He used his merits to atone for his sins, so he rashly believed in the traces left by Susanna. If he had been a little more careful, things might have turned out like that.
Susanna's figure folded amidst the clear whistle. Shooting straight at the troublesome enemy, she would not be able to turn defeat into victory without killing the elf archer on the opposite side. The little guy also rushed out of the tree hole, screaming and following behind Susanna. I don't know if he had an instinctive desire to fight, or if he was trying to protect Susanna. Even though he was only one year old, he was still running around. The speed is not much worse than Susanna. This is what usually makes Riska and others complain. When the little guy is happy, he can't control it at all. He can only let little Sharil use a beauty trap or use silk vanilla to seduce him.
When Susanna's body shape was activated, she was still a hundred meters away from the opponent, and the elf shooter's face was as dark as water. He drew the long bow lightly, loosened the string with his hand, and an arrow shot out. The bow string was still making a humming and trembling sound. The elf archer clasped the bow string and opened the long bow, as if she was not afraid of being scratched by the bow string at all, and fired another arrow. As soon as the arrow left the string and was shot, she grasped and twisted it with her fingers. He actually opened the long bow again, and in the blink of an eye, he shot three arrows.
Susanna only rushed more than ten meters. The first arrow had already hit her throat, but if no one else was diverting her attention, this attack would not be able to harm her. In the dazzling sword light, all three arrows turned into fragments.
The elf archer didn't expect that three arrows could kill Susanna. Her hands flew like butterflies, and the bow string pulled faster and faster every time. Not only the arrows, but also the bow string was tightened and ejected again and again. There was a scream, and at the same time, the other three elf shooters also launched a rapid attack on Susanna. In an instant, Susanna's body from head to toe became the target of the elf shooters.
Seeing arrows flying like raindrops, Susanna advanced instead of retreating. Her fighting spirit had been released to the limit. Dots of golden light appeared faintly in the dazzling white light. The sword light on the long sword stretched out more than ten meters away like a sword. The whole person turned into a comet and shot forward.
The elf archer showed a contemptuous smile. This time she replaced it with a green arrow. When it was placed on the bowstring, the arrow was still hanging softly to the ground, but when the bowstring was fully drawn, The arrow was already straight, and then she loosened her fingers, and the green arrow flew upward into the canopy of the tree and disappeared.
Susanna flew forward like a beast, turning all the branches and leaves she encountered along the way into powder. In an instant, the distance between the two sides was less than fifty meters. At this moment, a green arrow was fired like a poisonous snake. It shot down from the canopy above Susanna, pierced Susanna's protective fighting spirit, and hit Susanna's vest.
Susanna was wearing blue soft armor. An arc of electricity flashed on the soft armor. The green arrow was suddenly bounced out, but the arc did not disappear. One arc became two, and two became four. In the end, countless electric arcs enveloped Susanna's body like water ripples, swimming rapidly, but her figure continued to fly forward without any pause.
The elf archer had already shown a proud smile, but now her smile became stiff, and she cried out: "Azure shirt!"
Susanna liked the jersey that Bailey gave her very much. She also knew that this kind of treasure was something that could only be found but could not be found. She usually would not bear to wear it. If she had worn the blue jersey when she was attacked that day, she would not have been injured so easily. Now she But I took out everything from the bottom of the box in order to succeed in this battle.
The battle between strong men is a matter of seconds, and Susanna's sprint speed was extremely fast. When she was stunned, the distance between Susanna and her had been shortened to more than thirty meters. The elf archer quickly woke up from the shock, pulled out another green arrow with his backhand, and aimed it at Susanna. No matter how amazing Susanna's sprinting momentum was, she had no intention of giving in. She clenched her left hand on the back of her bow. In the air, the slender fingers of his right hand gently held the arrow, looking extremely stable and full of the demeanor of a master.
The green arrow shot out silently and suddenly turned into a giant green net, covering Susanna head-on.
The sword light bloomed, blooming like an explosion. The green giant net was very tough. It might be able to trap ordinary high-level swordsmen, but it could never trap Susanna, whose strength had reached the critical point and was desperate. As soon as the net came into contact with the sword light, it was torn into countless pieces.
The elf archer took a breath of air. She already knew that she underestimated Susanna, but she didn't know what her psychology was. Facing the sword light that was shooting at her quickly, she did not dodge immediately. Instead, she gritted her teeth and murmured: "Okay! Very good!"
Suzanne
She didn't know what the other party meant. She only cared whether the ambush was successful or whether it was pointed at the other party's chest. She was confident that as long as the other party hesitated a little longer, she could kill this troublesome shooter on the spot.
Seeing that the distance between Susanna and herself was less than 20 meters, the elf shooter showed contempt and snorted. She made several attempts but failed. Her pride did not allow herself to endure a series of failures. So she was using her own contempt to fight back against Susanna, and then her figure swayed, and a dozen identical shadows appeared on the spot, shooting in a dozen directions.
Susanna's sword flashed, and one shadow was shattered, but the other shadows were not affected. Still flying rapidly, Susanna's heart suddenly sank to the bottom. She never expected that the other party would release magic, and she could catch up with several shadows at her speed. But what if it’s not the real person? She had used all her strength just now. Fighting at this speed of depleting her fighting spirit would not last long. If the other party successfully distanced herself, her situation would be extremely dangerous.
As soon as Susanna slowed down, the little guy had already caught up from behind. It screamed excitedly, chasing closely behind a shadow, and emitted a weak arc of electricity. Directly at the target it identifies.
The arc hit the shadow. Of course, the little guy's attack power would be difficult to have an effect on the strong one. The shadow continued to fly forward as if it had no feeling.
Susanna felt a burst of ecstasy in her heart. If the phantom was attacked, it would be broken immediately, so the little guy must be attacking the real body! Her figure suddenly accelerated, and after a few ups and downs, she caught up with the shadow. As soon as she stretched out her arm, the sword light pierced out.
The elf archer screamed unwillingly, and her heart was filled with regret. If she had run away immediately when Susanna was close, she would not have ended up in this situation. Unfortunately, she was too proud and unwilling to become dejected under a series of failures. Running away, she tried to do something to counter the other person, even if it was just an expression.
The elf archer suddenly stopped. Her face was aging at a speed that could be detected by the naked eye. The long bow in her hand was not loaded with arrows, but she resolutely opened the long bow. It was used by the elf marksman. The archery skill that kills the enemy together is not an arrow shot, but all her life force.
But it seemed to be too late. Susanna stretched out her arm, and the dazzling sword light hit the long bow in the elf's hand. Susanna's sword light was indestructible. Although the long bow in the elf's hand was not ordinary, it was no match for Susanna's sword light. In comparison, it was still too fragile. In just one blow, the long bow was broken into several pieces. The flying fragments bounced on the face of the elf, leaving several deep blood marks. The arrow that killed them all could not break it. Shoot out.
The elf had no time to feel the pain. In the blink of an eye, the sword light swung by Susanna pierced her chest and pierced her back. Blood burst into the air. Her proud life had been destroyed. Freeze at this moment.
Susanna's figure did not pause and continued to sprint forward. The body of the elf shooter had been cut into pieces by the sword. Susanna shot out of the bloody sky like a murderous god. Her eyes were already locked on the next one. Elf Archer. In some ways, Susanna is very similar to An Fei. The enemy is just an enemy, regardless of gender. Just like she never expects the enemy to show mercy when she is attacked, she will not show mercy to any enemy, even if it is just a corpse. Corpse, she needs time. Before those druids return for reinforcements, she must get rid of all the elf shooters!
Perhaps seeing their leader killed made them too sad and angry. The elves ignored Susanna's fierce momentum and refused to retreat. They only pulled the long bow desperately, and arrows shot like raindrops. Suzanne, unfortunately, this kind of attack is no different than suicide.
Susanna's strength has reached a critical point, and she is only half a step away from the peak power. Her protective fighting spirit is not easily broken, and the blue shirt provides her with extremely powerful defense. It can even be said that, Even if she stood there as a target for those elf shooters, it would be difficult for her to be substantially harmed.
The elf archer locked by Susanna seemed to have known her fate. Crystal tears flowed from her big eyes, but her hands did not relax and she shot arrows at Susanna one after another.
Susanna let out a clear whistle, mixed with the force of thunder, and flashed past the elf archer. A fountain of blood spurted out behind Susanna. The elf archer's head flew far away, and the headless body shook. Suddenly, he fell softly to the ground. Susanna had already rushed out more than 20 meters away, her eyes glaring with murderous intent as she stared at the next elf shooter.
The elf archer's courage to die suddenly collapsed. She threw away her longbow with a scream, turned around and fled away. It's just that she and her leader made the same mistake. If she wanted to escape, she should have escaped earlier. It was too late now. After a few ups and downs, Susanna caught up with the elf archer. With a flick of her wrist, the sword light swept across the elf archer's waist.
The druid's roar came from the other side of the valley. Susanna froze. She looked at the elf archer whose body had been cut into two parts and was struggling painfully on the ground. Then she turned around and rushed in the other direction. . The opponent only has one elf archer left, and her goal has been achieved. Her fighting spirit has been too depleted and she is no longer suitable for continued fighting. She must find a place to rest. When she comes back, it will be those druids. It's time to die.