For a time, an unprecedented conflict broke out in the forest between the wood elves, the mercenary group and the snake king Sakya. And under such circumstances, the mercenaries were at an absolute disadvantage—the back arrows came from nowhere, and it was impossible to guard against them. And under such a rain of arrows, they have to face the wrath of the giant snake...
In an instant, another seven or eight mercenaries died unexpectedly.
The flames spurted out, and without any preparation, they directly showed the posture of being slaughtered. Even if the huge snake head didn't breathe fire, just throwing it casually was enough to kill the blind mercenary. Nearly forty mercenaries who came one after another The soldiers couldn't even get close to it, and the arrows fired in a hurry couldn't pose any threat to it...
Brody is not a cruel person, but seeing these human beings being retribution at this time, after all, the "pleasure" in his heart is more than "unbearable" - by his side, Lando has already brought an original hunting team by his side Come over, the wood elves on the side look anxious, after all, this is the first time they have actively attacked humans.
For the wood elves, such behavior can already be called "radical". After all, they have a peaceful temperament and never want to participate in battles—it's just that they have to obey the death order of the village chief.
"Village Chief, human beings are completely powerless to resist, now..."
"Retreat and wait for the result here."
Brody gave Lando an order, and the latter left in response. Not long after, the teams retreated to Brody. Among these wood elves, there were many young faces. It seemed that half of the village's elves had participated in the battle, and even Hugo followed Nata. The Wood Elf team of eighty people looked at the battle between Sakya and the mercenaries in the distance, and their expressions were a bit complicated... Some were fear of Sakya, and some were inexplicable excitement after attacking humans.
They knew that they still don't understand why the village head would order to attack humans so decisively—because before this, the old elf had always advocated avoiding humans.
"Village chief, why do you listen to that human being?"
Lando finally couldn't hold back anymore and asked all the elves what they wanted to ask. In their eyes, even though Rody saved the village, he is a human being after all, and he shouldn't let the village chief obey his words at all.
Brody narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he shook his head and said in a low voice: "His identity is not that simple...Speaking of it, he can't be identified as a human being."
"What?"
Not only Lando, but all the wood elves who heard the news were all stunned, and Nata even pricked up her ears quietly—although her face was still cold, she was still very concerned about this question. Xin...Although she has been busy all night, she has been worrying about whether to follow Rody to learn archery, and among them, the biggest obstacle is Roddy's "human" status.
Because she always had such worries, it was difficult for Nata to make a choice, but after Brody said such words, she suddenly felt a little shaken in her heart. The village chief never talks nonsense... Isn't he human
But before the wood elves figured out the meaning of the village chief's words, the battle situation in the distance suddenly changed—
"sip"
The snake king Sakya, who was spouting flames, seemed to be hit on the jaw suddenly, and his head was so powerful that it even lifted his head upwards.
"boom"
Then there was an earth-shattering explosion, and the nearby trees shook neatly. The shock wave even made the wood elves a hundred meters away feel the astonishing air wave head-on...
What just hit it was a wind cone and a fireball.
Snake King Sakya's head was hit by the impact, and his huge body immediately shrank into a ball, and then he screamed and searched for the target without any damage. The scattered mercenaries gradually formed a formation, and then a figure suddenly rushed out of it, holding an ice-blue long sword in his hand, leaped up as fast as thunder, and slashed at the snake's head with the sword
This crazy and bold guy is Kevin, the head of the mercenary team. The snake king Sakya in front of him was too late to recognize because of his blindness.
"Keng"
The huge shock force made Kevin's sword that he was determined to win directly bounce back, and the ice-enchanted sword left only a faint mark on its head. Obviously, the opponent's skull was extremely hard—and it couldn't be hit with one blow. Jia's counterattack came without hesitation, and the jet of flames and the whipping of the snake's tail directly blocked Kevin's dodge route
Knowing that the monster in front of him was tricky, he jumped up again, dodging the blow that would tear the air, and then swung the long sword in his hand, and suddenly released an "ice shield"
The roaring flames were completely blocked by the shield, and Kevin continued to fight Saga unscathed. He was no longer as lazy as before, but laughed wildly: "What kind of snake king—but that's all"
Then the scenery around his body distorted as the elements condensed, and the ice-blue long sword suddenly swung, "booming" off countless scales on Sakya's body, leaving a deep wound
Advanced "Magic Swordsman" level, elemental magic combined with tyrannical physical attacks, is enough for Kevin and Sakya to resist for several rounds without losing the wind.
The wood elves in the distance who planned to retreat directly were stunned for a moment. They couldn't believe that a human being could fight head-on with the Snake King Sakya, and even had an advantage...
The situation of the battle was reversed in an instant, and the position of the wood elves immediately became subtle.
Brody frowned. If he followed his previous temperament, he would definitely choose to take all the elves to retreat to the village immediately when he encountered the situation in front of him—but the words of Luo Di's warning echoed in his ears, and he didn't dare to leave directly like this...
"These mercenaries are only malicious to the wood elves, and there is no room for mediation. If they are not dealt with, the village will suffer sooner or later."
Brody wouldn't take it so seriously if it was spoken by ordinary humans. He could think of the letter and the necklace that Rody brought him... He held the wooden staff tightly, and he knew in his heart that there was only one choice in front of him at this moment... There was only one left.
"All forward"
Brody raised his stick, took a deep breath, and loudly issued an order that he had never imagined in his life: "Aim at those humans and prepare to shoot."
When the rain of arrows suddenly poured down on the mercenary group and the Snake King Sakya, Kevin, who had smashed several arrows with his long sword, narrowed his eyes, snorted coldly, and reached out to find the scroll he was carrying...
"Since you took the initiative to come out, let's solve it together."
Being pinched by the Snake King Sakya and nearly a hundred wood elves, Kevin, who should have been shocked, showed a murderous sneer.
"Click."
At the same time, Rody, who rushed into the underground of the palace, finally found the door of the "Book Room" following the illusion that appeared again—it was said to be a door, but in fact, the entire "Book Room" was a secret room hidden in a wall. I don't even know where the entrance is. In the illusion, the Elven King reached out and turned a switch under a sculpture, a flash of light flashed, and then the entire wall slowly opened to the side...
Roddy turned the old switch in a learned manner, and the door opened slowly without any accidents.
He didn't have any surprises about this, but he was always thinking about the word "Book Room" in his heart: the high elves' research on arcane arts was almost crazy, and there were different opinions about the results. There are many historical materials that bluntly commented that this race offended the gods because of its extreme research on arcane arts, which eventually led to the demise of the whole race...
History is always written by the victors. Rody doesn't fully believe in such "historical materials". He only knows that the "Book Room" belonging to the royal family must be filled with countless precious books. Enough to be priceless.
With this in mind, Rody raised his head—in reality, there was no movement inside the pitch-black stone room. In order to prevent the mission from disturbing the details of the phantom and causing mission failure, Rody also closed the "Status Bar of Peripheral Characters", so he was in complete darkness at this time. Under such circumstances, Roddy could not see the scene in the real room at all, but could clearly see the scene in the phantom—
But just in case, Roddy raised his hand and read: "HIukjt, er"
The light of the ring lit up, so that he could see the messy "book room" in reality, and Dukar and Abaddon who were walking in in the phantom at the same time.
Raising his legs and stepping over the corpses that had rotted for hundreds of years, Rody slowly raised his head—in the hallucination room, the surrounding bookshelves were filled with secret tomes and books that were considered priceless even at the time. The surrounding tables and chairs are exquisite and luxurious, and the ground under your feet are images from the epic tales of the high elves. The ceiling above your head is pure black, dotted with twinkling stars.
Ducal gently embraced Princess Eve, who seemed to be sleeping soundly, and came to the classics room. King Abaddon walked to a long stone table, raised his hand and twisted a mechanism, and the stone table slowly opened from the middle, one by one. After the arcane lock cylinder was opened, dozens of large books stored inside were revealed...
"At the end of the day, it's these things that ruin us."
As the last king, the high elf's tone was only bitter at this time. He shook his head, and when he raised his hand, an invisible force snatched the books representing the pinnacle of arcane research into the air, and then threw them all in his hand. On the stone floor beside it.
The originally priceless books were no different from rubbish in Abaddon's eyes.
Ducal silently placed Princess Ave's body on the stone table, stretched out his hand, and gently tidied up Princess Ave's messy silver hair. His fingertips ran across her perfect and delicate face. He wanted to say something, but in the end he pursed his lips tightly, took out a leather notebook with a strange shape from his arms in silence, and slowly placed it beside Ive.
"Dukal, this is not going to end easily."
The High Elf King looked at his movements, and there were some indescribable complex emotions in his tone, whether it was regret or a sigh, "Ever since we touched the limit of arcane arts, we should have expected this day to come... those The orcs, those weird powers will never be obtained by themselves, you shouldn't stay here with me, you could have-"
"I can't beat them right now."
The witcher raised his head, a pair of snake pupils emitting a faint red light, "But that doesn't mean it won't work in the future... I leave the inheritance of power here, and one day there will be successors who will acquire it and know it, And understand all the missions of this power."
Rody opened his mouth slightly. He never thought that there seemed to be some extremely high-level power behind the "Witcher"—it was just that when he was waiting for Ducal to speak the following words, he heard a voice in his ear. A few movements made all the hairs on his body stand on end...