Game of the World Tree Chapter 575: A mushroom cloud…
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"Here we go again."
Looking at the new elves emerging from the grass, Athos was a little impressed by their persistence.
They are really a group of crazy guys who still try their best to die despite being unable to defeat them...
Although with Hercules' strength, these long-eared people would lose no matter how many there were, but Athos couldn't figure out why they kept attacking the two of them.
Do you regard them as adventurers?
Is it because you are angry at the adventurers entering the Kingdom of Broken God?
But it doesn’t look like it...
As a demigod, Athos thinks he can still decipher the thoughts of mortal life, but he cannot see through these elves...
It is understandable that these elves have no fear. After all, they are not afraid of death and can be resurrected.
Although I don’t know what the price and hidden dangers of the elves’ resurrection are, it at least gives them the courage to fight.
But...what about outside of this?
Do you simply want to expel them both?
No, not like that.
On the contrary, Athos felt that he could faintly see a little greed and excitement on the elf's face.
The former is like a hunter seeing his best prey, and the latter is like a dragon seeing his favorite toy...
And this discovery made Athos increasingly weird.
He looked at Hercules and couldn't figure out what the two of them could do to make these elves greedy.
He really wanted to open the heads of these elves and see what they were thinking inside.
Athos became increasingly puzzled and curious about the elves' behavior, while Hercules gradually became excited.
As an orc, he loves killing.
No matter whether the target is strong or weak, the continuous killing can make him more and more excited.
Especially the sound of broken bones and the smell of blood stimulated his bestiality.
"Oh, you weak guys."
Looking at the elves rushing up, he sneered in a low voice and continued to swing his ax at them.
No elf can survive a single move under him.
Even if there were, it was Hercules playing tricks on them.
However, the more than eighty elves who rushed over were obviously different from the previous ones.
Their levels were much higher, and they did not just delay like their previous companions, but actually cooperated to attack Hercules.
These guys cooperated well and seemed to have someone under their command. They were obviously far inferior to Hercules in strength, but they relied on each other's restraint to really entangle Hercules.
Although this is at the cost of his own life, although elves are easily hacked to death by Hercules every second, although there are also reasons why Hercules regards them as objects to vent his murderous desire and does not fight with all his strength...
But at least... they really have him under control.
They roared and rushed towards Hercules waving their weapons, throwing various skills at Hercules with the assistance or cover of various magics.
Of course, they are still no match for Hercules. Anyone who comes close to the orc warrior will be split in half by him the next moment.
However, even if one of their companions died in battle, these dozens of new elves still did not retreat.
They are not like those guys before who ran away when they saw they couldn't beat them, but they will die under Hercules' ax...
It should be the elite power of elves.
For a moment, Hercules and Athos had such an idea in their minds at the same time.
Looking at these crazy guys, Athos's expression gradually changed.
Hercules is a senior legendary professional and does not take these weak guys seriously.
But Legend is originally a high-end combat power in this world, and there is no comparison.
Even though these elves were vulnerable when facing Hercules, the combat power they displayed was far beyond that of the same level...
And how many such elves are there?
Thinking of this question, Athos's expression gradually became serious.
The war in the secular world is, after all, a war in secular life.
Perhaps legend can be the key finale of a battle, but in a war of faith involving the power of true God, it is often inconvenient for transcendent power to take action. In many cases, the battle between mortal forces has already decided the winner. Lost.
And the potential displayed by these elves... is indeed terrifying!
Take these more than 80 elves as an example. If the person fighting them was not Hercules, but a gold professional, they would have been beaten to death long ago.
No...
If you were a gold professional, you might have been killed in the earliest sneak attack.
And when I think about how these elves appeared in the Forest of Elves less than five years ago and how rapidly they have risen, Athos’ expression becomes even more serious...
These elves are indeed worthy of the true God’s attention.
"No wonder the Scepter of Life was robbed by the gods back then. It is really powerful to be able to transform such a real artifact into such a group of terrifying guys."
Athos thought in his mind.
After thinking about it for a while, he said to Hercules:
"Hercules, stop playing around and destroy them quickly. We will get to Winterfell as soon as possible."
The purpose of observing the combat effectiveness of the elves has been achieved, so there is no need to delay it any longer.
As for identifying himself here, stopping fighting and shaking hands with these elves to make peace, Athos has never considered it.
When they attack the two of them, it will inevitably mean they have to bear the price.
Anyway, it seems they can be resurrected.
Hearing what Athos said, Hercules nodded and looked at the elves around him with a sneer.
The aura on his body suddenly became more terrifying.
The faces of the elves changed, and then a shout came from among them:
"The BOSS is about to zoom in, stop dragging it, get on it!"
Then, more than twenty elves flashed their hands, and magic stones engraved with magic runes appeared.
"Humph, it's this trick again."
Looking at the magic stones, Hercules smiled mockingly.
He flashed, swung the ax in his hand, and before the elves had time to activate the inscription on the magic stone, he slashed it down, splitting the elves and the magic stone in half!
Speaking of which, although these explosive magic props are powerful, as long as the inscriptions on them are destroyed in advance, they are nothing more than magic stones infused with magic power.
But it cannot be detonated. After these magic stones are split in half, the magic power in them will only end up dissipating...
Perhaps the elves' first magic stone attack surprised Hercules, but it has no effect now.
His figure flashed, shuttled among the elves, and before the elves had time to react, he hacked to death all those who raised the magic stones...
However, the elves did not give up.
"Quick, the small magic stones are no longer useful, use the big ones!"
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One of them shouted.
After finishing speaking, Hercules saw someone from the elves suddenly stand up, holding a package half the size of a man, and rushed towards him.
His body is blessed with a thick stack of buff magic, all of which accelerate.
At the same time, the other elves turned around and ran away as fast as they could.
"Huh, do you think you won't recognize me after putting on the package?"
Hercules sneered, swung the ax in his hand and struck at the elf holding the package.
However, before he struck at the other party, he heard a loud shout from the other party:
"Those who believe in the Eternal Lord are all fools! The Eternal Lord is even more of a fool* among fools!"
Hearing these words, Athos and Hercules changed their colors at the same time.
Are these elves crazy?
How dare you say such blasphemous words?
"Crazy!"
Hercules snorted coldly and increased the strength in his hands.
Under his force chop, the rushing elf was instantly chopped into flesh by the terrifying force, and then slowly disappeared like other elf corpses.
However, when he struck the package, Hercules felt something was not right with his hand...
It didn’t feel like splitting a magic stone, but something else.
The package was split in half, and the black bag covering the outside fell off, revealing what was inside.
It was a handsome humanoid sculpture, golden in color.
It was wearing a gorgeous holy robe and had a gentle smile on its face.
However, its head had been severed by Hercules, and it fell to the ground with a clatter, rolling for a long distance before stopping...
When they saw this sculpture, Hercules and Athos were stunned.
That is the statue of the eternal lord Iteo...
Before they could say anything, shocking dark clouds suddenly gathered in the sky, and a bolt of lightning more than ten meters thick struck down...
Boom...
A dazzling light flashed.
The whole land was shaking.
In the Forest of Elves, a mushroom cloud hundreds of meters high rose...