Game of the World Tree Chapter 230: The footsteps of war

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Golden fallen leaves fly by with the cool autumn wind, and the green city of Tianxuan is also dyed with a layer of orange.

Players are busy shuttling through the city, carrying various goods and building materials on their backs, or being fully armed, and moving frequently in the wild and in dungeons.

Four days have passed since the new version of "Elf Kingdom" was launched.

More than half a month has passed in the Segas world.

The arrival of summer activities and the news of the orc army have given the entire Elf Forest a sense of urgency...

The increasingly cold autumn wind also made the forest a lot more desolate.

The only thing that has not changed is the thousand-meter-high World Tree... It is still full of vitality and green, exuding a sacred and natural atmosphere, giving the nearby area a layer of vitality. Warm as spring.

Nightingale carried the lunch box and walked on the streets of the Chosen City.

"A sneeze——!"

A gust of cool wind blew, causing her to sneeze coldly.

She sniffed her red nose and tightened her thin clothes slightly.

Suddenly, a thick fur coat flew over and covered her head directly.

Nightingale wrapped herself up subconsciously, and at the same time looked back and saw Ben Leng and his combat team.

"It's cold, so wear more clothes. This is a gift in return for the recent breakfast."

Benten looked at the fur coat and said.

Nightingale was startled for a moment, touched the soft and fine fluff on her clothes, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly...

However, she quickly reacted, coughed twice and asked:

"Where did it come from?"

"Mercenary's goods."

Before Ben Leng could answer, the player Hulu on the side laughed and interjected.

Nightingale raised her eyebrows, glared at him, and looked at the lunch box from head to toe...

This chosen one who is keen on fighting is currently with his partners, carrying a large package and fully armed.

Nightingale noticed that the equipment on Ben Lian seemed to have changed again. The armor on his upper body and the shoes on his feet seemed to be much more refined.

And... the aura on his body seemed to be faintly stronger.

"Are you going to the underground world again to fight shadow monsters?"

Nightingale asked curiously.

Ben Lian nodded slightly.

Then, he waved to his team members and continued walking out of the city.

"What a fighting maniac..."

Looking at the lunch box leaving, Nightingale shook her head.

She tightened her coat slightly, feeling much warmer...

……

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Emerald, a natural temple.

The players of the Mengmeng Committee carried a huge, slightly crude hexahedron-shaped device and moved it carefully...

"Be gentle! Slow down! This is the closest to a successful defensive device we have ever made. Be careful not to break it!"

Besides, the old elf forger Carlos Lieyan held a design drawing, stared, and blew his beard as he commanded.

"Grandpa Carlos, the tools for drawing inscriptions are here!"

While the old elf was instructing the players to install the device, a crisp voice came over.

Hearing this familiar voice, the old elf's stern eyes softened a lot.

He turned around and saw a female player holding a big bag walking into the temple. It was his most proud disciple of the Chosen One - Meng Zhihan.

Carlos smiled gently:

"Hmm... Not bad. In a moment, you will help others with the final inscription carving work, connecting the defense device to the statue of the Mother Goddess, just like I taught you before. Inscription carving... This is a magic tool The most critical link in manufacturing."

The female player nicknamed Meng Zhihan looked happy, but soon hesitated:

"But...I'm not very skilled yet."

"Don't worry, I'll be there to guide you."

Carlos gave her an encouraging look, and then, amidst the envious eyes of other players, he patted her on the shoulder and said gently:

"Your basic knowledge is already very solid. Once you are completely proficient in inscription carving, you can forge the most basic magic equipment."

"Maybe the big one is not enough, but it can be done by making some small pendants, or some apprentice-level or even simple black iron lower-level magic equipment. In your words, it is at least blue rare level equipment. ”

After hearing this, Meng Zhihan's eyes lit up.

She smiled sweetly, put down her tools, and bowed to the old elf:

"Thank you for your teaching, Mr. Carlos!"

Carlos' expression became softer and he shook his head:

"Good boy, this is all the result of your own efforts... Among so many chosen ones, only you are the most serious and diligent... I think you will be able to inherit my inheritance and grow into a A true elf forging master!"

……

Black Dragon Castle, at the foot of the hillside.

"Merrell! You guy! Be gentle! These walls cannot withstand your tossing before they are reinforced!"

Xiao Xianmiao puffed up her cheeks, looked at the little black dragon holding a large bundle of building materials, and said with disgust.

Myriel Dragon's face collapsed, it put down the stone in its mouth, and muttered angrily:

"Really... if you ask Merrill, why build a city wall? Just a muddy thing like this, Merrill can solve it with a breath of dragon's breath!"

"That's before we go to the defense core! Do you know the defense core? The one in Black Rock City! It can withstand tens of thousands of shadow monsters!"

Xiao Xianmiao shook her head, crossed her hands on her chest, and said seriously:

"With the defense core and the power of the goddess, even you may not be able to break through for a while, and this is not to defend against big guys like you, but to deal with orcs."

"Tch! Even those stupid and weak orcs, Myrrel can easily kill them!"

The little black dragon raised its head proudly.

"Really?"

Xiao Xianmiao glanced at it:

"I heard from Sister Alice that this time the enemy may be legendary."

Merrell's expression froze.

After saying that, Xiao Xianmiao jumped lightly, jumped onto Meirel's dragon head under the effect of [Light Body Technique], and then knocked Meirel's skull mask with the staff:

"If you don't want your castle to be reduced to ruins under the siege of the orcs, then work hard! When the orcs are defeated, I'll treat you to ten carts of honey barbecue!"

Myriel's eyes lit up after hearing this.

However, it swallowed and quickly shook its head:

"No! Twenty cars!"

"Twenty cars is twenty cars!"

Xiao Xianmiao puffed up her chest, very generous.

Merrell hesitated for a moment and started crying:

"How about... thirty cars? Hehehe, twenty cars may not be enough..."

"Get out!"

……

The Forest of Elves, a farm outside the city.

"It will be fine now!"

Oak guard Basaka touched his bald head and looked at the translucent arched buildings in front of him.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Master Basaka."

Cuckoo looked at the otherworldly version of the greenhouse in front of him and nodded slightly.

"This thing...can really make plants grow like spring in winter without using magic?"

Looking at the strange building in front of him, Basaka was amazed.

"Of course."

Cuckoo Bird nodded slightly and explained:

"If you want plants to grow in winter, the only problems that need to be solved are light and heat. As long as you have materials with good light transmittance and strong thermal insulation, you can build this kind of greenhouse. This is what we have over there. A very common technology in the world."

After speaking, Cuckoo touched the unused translucent building materials on the side:

"This crystal stone from the underground world becomes a good material after polishing."

After hearing this, Basaka glanced at the Cuckoo Bird in surprise, and then couldn't help but admired:

"Miss Cuckoo Bird, you know so much. Among the chosen ones I have met, you are the most knowledgeable. And... the knowledge in your world is really amazing."

"I just read more books, and this is all very basic scientific knowledge."

Cuckoo Bird shook his head.

……

Dark Mountains.

The howling autumn wind completely wiped out the remaining greenery, and the dark mountains looked even more profound and dead against the backdrop of withered plants.

In the sky, layers of dark clouds continue to gather, slowly moving from the south to the north...

Under the clouds, in the mountains.

The orcs all over the mountains and plains, amidst the loud sound of horns, are like a group of slowly moving locusts, constantly advancing.

They were tall and strong, wearing somewhat crude equipment, and were surrounded by ten giant beasts that were ten meters tall and looked like hippopotamuses, with fangs, human ears, and lion tails.

That is the giant war beast raised by the orcs - Behemoth. It is said that it has a trace of the blood of the Titans, and each one has at least the strength of a low-level silver!

Each Behemoth beast has fluttering flags on its back. Different flags are painted with different patterns, some represent the Orc royal court, and some represent various Orc tribes...

The leading flag is painted with a bow-shaped symbol and belongs to Ullal, the **** of winter and hunting.

The Lion-Hearted King Imsh and the Chief Orc Priest sat on the tallest Behemoth. They looked at the mountains in the distance with cold expressions.

"By climbing over the previous mountains, we will be able to get out of the Dark Mountains."

The chief high priest said.

The Lion-Hearted King Imsh laughed twice:

"I like autumn, and I like winter even more. Now...I can't wait to hear the screams and begging for mercy of the elves."

"Don't be careless."

The chief high priest looked solemn:

"There are also true gods behind the elves, and they are also supported by the God of Death. Although they are weak, we must be cautious. This time, we must destroy all the elves in the Elf Forest with one blow!"

"Destroyed? No prisoners left? The price of elf slaves is still very high."

The Lion-Hearted King Imsh was slightly startled.

"No more."

The chief high priest shook his head:

"The evil **** who stole the priesthood of nature and life also stole the faith of the elves. If those elves cannot be completely eliminated, he is likely to use the power of faith to completely control the laws of nature and life! And eliminate the elves , the newly born true **** has lost the source of his faith and will be on the verge of falling asleep!"

"Can elves also convert?!"

Lionheart King was extremely surprised.

"Any race...when it reaches the edge of genocide, it will also change."

The chief high priest sighed.

After speaking, her expression became extremely pious and fanatical:

"The Father God has issued an oracle. This time... the elves in the Elf Forest will be completely wiped out, and the foundation for their resurrection will be completely cut off!"

"When the war of faith is fully won, the evil **** declines, and falls to the throne of the true god, God the Father can personally take action... descend the incarnation to kill the evil god! Take back the power that belongs to him!"