Game of the World Tree Chapter 494: It’s those evil elves!

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A golden dragon?

And...it seems to be a young dragon?

Andris was slightly startled.

"Your Excellency Shalu, do you still have golden dragons nesting in your desert of death?"

He looked at the orc priest.

"How is it possible? There are no large monsters here, so how can they satisfy the dragon's huge appetite."

The half-orc priest shook his head.

After hearing what he said, Andris wanted to say something else, but suddenly his heart moved and he stopped.

Looking at the golden dragon that hovered for a while and gradually disappeared in the northeast, his eyes flickered for a few times, then suddenly stood up and said:

"Okay, it's getting late. Now that we've completed the transaction, it's time to go back early."

However, just as he was about to leave, he was suddenly stopped by the Orc Priest.

"Hey...why are you in such a hurry? It's been a hard journey, so you might as well take a break."

The half-orc Saru said with a smile.

However, Andris noticed that the other party calmly showed some colors to his men, and then several orcs secretly left.

Andris's heart moved and he suddenly smiled:

"Your Excellency Sarul, although we still want to continue to rest, we have other matters and cannot delay here."

However, his words were quickly exposed by the Orc Priest:

"Hey, Lord Andris is here for the golden dragon, right?"

After hearing Shalu's words, Andris's expression darkened slightly.

Yes, he is indeed for the golden dragon.

If elves are the most popular and expensive slaves in the slave market.

Then the dragon is the most popular and legendary Warcraft on the World of Warcraft market.

Even if the giant dragons never think that they are a part of the Warcraft, but arrogantly think that they are more advanced creatures than intelligent creatures such as humanoids...

In fact, whenever a dragon appears in the slave market, it will cause a huge sensation, and every dragon will be auctioned for a sky-high price.

Of course, the only dragons that can be auctioned by humans are those young dragons that have not yet grown up.

Not only that... whenever an auction house auctions off a dragon, the dragon will retaliate afterwards. In serious cases, it may even cause the destruction of a city or even a small human country...

But even so, humans are still flocking to dragons.

Because this is a being that has a longer lifespan than elves and has greater growth potential!

Furthermore...if one were to trade underground, the wealth a giant dragon would bring would be enough for anyone to risk it.

So, when Andris saw this golden dragon, he already had an idea in his mind.

Unfortunately, he is not the only one with ideas.

Seeing Shalu’s half-smiling expression, Andris was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled:

"Your Excellency Shalu, don't you know that young metal dragons are usually accompanied by their elders?"

"Hey, Mr. Andris, don't look at me as just a priest, but I also participated in adventurers when I was young. If there were really adult golden dragons accompanying us and the young dragons were flying so close, we would have Expelled by the golden dragon."

Saru chuckled.

Andris was silent.

That's right.

If there are really elders accompanying us, it is impossible for them to see the young dragon.

There is no doubt that this should be a lone young golden dragon...

And such an existence means an opportunity for any adventurous person to get rich...

"Twenty-eight points, we are eight."

Andris suddenly spoke.

"Hey, Mr. Andris, do you have a big appetite? This is the Desert of Death! Besides...if you rush up to such an empty terrain, you might be discovered in an instant, right?"

Salu chuckled and asked his orcs to show off their simple linen clothes, whose color almost blended with the desert.

Andrews squinted at him and said:

"Thirty-seven points, this is already the limit. Sir Shalu, you should understand that only our Sauron Chamber of Commerce can bear the revenge of buying and selling dragons..."

Looking at Andris’s serious expression, Shalu smiled:

"Deal."

Seeing that the other party agreed, Andris also breathed a sigh of relief. He pondered for a moment and said:

"Then let's prepare quickly, lest we can't catch up with each other in a while, and... you are familiar with the terrain, send more men and clothes."

"No problem!"

The two sides reached an agreement and soon organized an adventure team to capture the golden dragon.

Among them, the Sauron Chamber of Commerce sent out almost most of its mercenaries, a total of thirty, all senior black iron mercenaries.

The Orcs did not fall behind, taking out more than 80 Orc warriors in one breath, and more than half of them were Black Iron.

This strength is more than enough to deal with a young golden dragon whose strength is at most silver and whose intelligence is only that of an eleven or twelve-year-old child.

The adventure team was led by the silver warrior Andris, and soon they chased in the direction where the golden dragon disappeared...

The speed of the golden dragon baby dragon is not fast, as if it is playing.

Andris quickly followed the opponent with a temporary hunting team composed of hundreds of humans and orcs.

Wearing light yellow linen clothes provided by the orcs, they blend in with the desert.

Therefore, the young dragon did not discover them.

After flying for a while, the young dragon seemed to be tired of flying and landed in a depression.

Andris's eyes lit up, and he quickly called for help and chased after him.

At this moment, he almost saw himself catching the baby dragon, bringing the three elves back to the Chamber of Commerce stronghold, receiving a commendation from above, and directly becoming a senior manager of the Sauron Chamber of Commerce!

Status, fame, and a lot of wealth... all seem to be waving to him!

At this moment, even as a Silver Warrior, he couldn't help but breathe heavily.

However, just after he led hundreds of team members into the depression, he found that it was empty and there was nothing...

"Where is the golden dragon?"

Andris was slightly startled.

He must have read it correctly, the other party was definitely flying in this direction!

The afternoon sun was very hot, baking the earth, making Andris's heart, which was stirred by the golden dragon, even more restless.

A breeze blew, carrying the dust of the dead desert.

Putting his nose and frowning, Andris glanced at the high terrain around him and said:

"Go to the highlands and see again."

He has always disliked staying in such low-lying places. He would have a passive feeling of being unable to control the overall situation.

However, the moment the breeze blew, the orc scouts accompanying the team suddenly changed their expressions:

"It smells like elves! So many!"

Elves?

Andris was slightly startled.

At that moment, he thought he heard wrongly.

How could there be elves in the Death Desert?

But the next second... his expression suddenly froze.

With a burst of cheering sounds, hundreds of tall figures suddenly appeared on the high ground in three directions.

They have different hair colors and are fully armed. The equipment on each person is so gorgeous, shining dazzlingly in the golden sunlight.

And their auras are even stronger than the last, the weakest ones are at the peak of Black Iron, and there are even more than ten Silver professionals!

I saw these elves holding their weapons high and looking at the hunting team below, looking excited and howling.

Several flags with black dragons painted on them were also erected on the three highlands, flying high...

Really an elf!

Andrews' eyes widened.

If he saw an elf on a normal day, he would definitely be extremely happy, because an elf means gold pounds, and an elf means a beautiful woman...

But at this moment, his pupils shrank and his expression changed slightly.

As a member of the Sauron Chamber of Commerce, especially a middle-level member of the Chamber of Commerce like the leader of the caravan, he is very familiar with some news on the mainland.

In the continent of Sagas, since the World Tree withered, elves of different races rarely live together.

There is only one kind of elf with mixed hair color, well-armed, and gorgeous equipment in the records of the Chamber of Commerce...

That is the elf mercenary who appeared in the underground world war, the evil elf from the elf forest!

"Oops, I fell into a trap! Get out!"

He secretly said something bad and quickly ordered.

The strength of these elves is so powerful. If they are really those guys in the legend... that would be dangerous!

According to rumors, the elves gathered in the Elf Forest are different from the harmless "little cuties" that are usually bought and sold by the Chamber of Commerce. They are ruthless characters who kill without blinking an eye!

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After hearing Andris's order, the temporarily formed hunting team was a little panicked.

However, the elves took the lead.

I saw a smaller elf girl suddenly emerge from among the elves. She was wearing a stylish dark red robe and a mage hat, holding high a staff inlaid with a huge magic stone. shouted excitedly:

"Kill!"

Following her order, the elves in three directions also let out excited shouts:

"Kill!"

Then, Andris saw the elves chanting spells or raising black metal pipes and pointing the deep mouths at them.

With bursts of roaring, hundreds of blue rays of light spurted out from the mouth of the pipe, turning into tongues of fire, directly hitting the dazed orcs and mercenaries in the depression.

Screams rang out one after another, and the temporarily formed hunting team suddenly became confused.

Nearly half of the members were injured one after another, and seven or eight unlucky humans and orcs were directly hit in the vital points and died. Even their bodies were turned into ashes under the horrified eyes of their companions...

"What kind of magic weapon is this?"

Andris was shocked.

He was also wounded, being hit in the arm by a tongue of fire.

He saw a blood hole appeared on his arm, and he could even see the sand on the ground on the other side through the blood hole...

This terrifying penetrating ability shocked him.

"Quickly retreat! Go in the direction you came from!"

He shouted again and retreated first.

Fell into a trap!

This is an ambush! A premeditated plot!

However, the second round of attacks arrived.

This time, it’s brilliant magic.

Ice blades, lightning, vines, cone stones, fireballs...

This kind of attack magic with various attributes that usually only the mages in the human army can gather together, was released from the hands of the elves at this moment, and was smashed down from above...

There was another scream.

After this round, many humans and orcs who failed to hide in time were either cut with hideous wounds by ice blades, or were convulsed by lightning, or were directly hit by vines that suddenly emerged from the soil. It was tied into a round shape, or the cone stone was pierced directly into the soles of the feet or lower body, or it was directly turned into a section of coke in the huge fire ball, and was turned into ashes like sand...

After two rounds of attacks, half of the more than 100 members of the hunting team lost their combat effectiveness, and more than 20 people died directly, without leaving any bodies.

Such a terrifying lethality shocked the orcs and mercenaries who were lucky enough to survive.

"It's elves! Those evil elves in legend!"

"Run away!"

At this time, they finally recognized each other's identity, and no longer had any desire to fight. They turned around and ran away, retreating in the direction they came from...

No way.

The strength shown by the enemy is too powerful.

However, just when the fastest runner was about to escape from the depression, two new figures suddenly stood in front of them.

One is an elf boy who looks to be fourteen or fifteen years old, with black hair and red eyes, wearing a black robe.

One is a half-dragon girl who looks to be in her twenties, with red hair and red eyes, and a voluptuous figure.

Behind them, there was a small black dragon, a small bronze dragon, and a small golden dragon roaring at the orcs and humans...

It's that golden dragon!

Andris's pupils shrank and he almost gritted his teeth.

However, more of his eyes were fixed on the two strange elf boys and half-dragon girls standing in front of him.

He felt an extremely terrifying aura from the other party...

The last time he sensed that kind of aura was when he was chatting and laughing with the Border Chief in the Border Territory of the Holy Mania Empire...

They are golden professionals!

For a moment, Andris's hands and feet were cold.

The other orcs and humans did not clearly perceive the strength of the boy and the girl, but they also felt the unfathomability of each other.

In an instant, the defeated formation was in chaos again.

However, just when Andris was desperate, he suddenly found that the two of them were just standing at the exit of the depression, preventing them from evacuating. They seemed to have no desire to take action.

And this discovery gave him a little more hope in his despair.

"Change the direction and break out!"

He shouted again.

Then, he turned around first and rushed towards the direction with the least number of elves among the other three directions.

The other team members quickly followed his actions.

The hunting party is on the run, but the elves' attacks continue.

There was another series of roaring noises. In the blink of an eye, only two-thirds of the temporary hunting team remained, and more than ten people fell down amidst the screams and turned into ashes...

Just a moment later, except for those who lost their fighting power and fell to the ground groaning, and those who were frightened and ran away in panic, there were less than half of the humans and orcs following Andris.

However... at this moment, he finally rushed to the top of the barren hill.

Fighting hand to hand.

The anger of being ambushed, the fear caused by the gold professionals, and the strong desire to survive eventually turned into high morale.

Andris drew out his beloved long sword, roared angrily, and fought with the elves who blocked him.

Dozens of humans and orcs were involved in a melee with the elves.