Game of the World Tree Chapter 231: Take you to play Infernal Affairs

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"Haha, victory must belong to us Orcs! I don't believe that an army of 30,000 is still the most elite and powerful warrior among our Orc tribes, and it can't deal with the declining elves!"

Lionheart King Imsh said proudly.

The chief high priest glanced at him and shook his head slightly:

"Jushan thinks so too, but now... there are no cave tribes in the world anymore."

"Hmph! The mere elves will definitely not be able to resist our legion! Even if the God of Death has given them a certain ability to resurrect!"

Lionheart King Imsh sneered.

After speaking, he looked into the distance with a bit of disdain:

"After being hunted by us and humans for so many years, even if they are gathered together again, the elves will be able to gather thousands of warriors, and... with their meager strength, they are not ours at all. Opponent!"

"An army of 30,000 people can be drowned by just one pee each time! Even the favored ones of the God of Death will completely collapse their souls after being resurrected several times. I don't believe that those elves can still be resurrected!"

"Not to mention...we still have a backup plan!"

After listening to Imsh’s words, the chief high priest shook his head and his expression became serious:

"Your Majesty, don't underestimate the power of the gods!"

"The power of the elves is indeed weak, but the being behind them is a new **** who has not yet left the plane of Segas and ascended to heaven!"

"And the new **** who has not yet ascended to heaven has mastered the highest level of priesthood. Even if he has few followers, his strength is far beyond ours..."

"As long as his divine power is not exhausted, he is almost invincible in the material world...otherwise, Lord Walker would not have fallen into the Elf Forest."

After hearing the words of the Chief High Priest, Lionheart King Imsh was stunned for a moment.

Looking at the female half-orc high priest in front of him, his expression was a little uncertain:

"You mean... in this war of faith, maybe this evil **** will take action against us personally? Stop us from killing elves?"

"If the person behind them is forced into a hurry, he may indeed attack directly as a **** and break the rules..."

The expression of the chief high priest was very calm.

But after saying that, her expression became very fanatical again:

"Of course, if the other party really uses the body of a **** to attack us directly, that is what God Father wants to see..."

After hearing these words, it seemed that he had thought of something, and the expression of Imsh, the Lion-Hearted King, changed slightly.

His face was not very good, even a little pale, and his hands were slightly clenched, and the sharp nails were almost embedded in the flesh...

"You mean...you mean..."

When he spoke, he actually gritted his teeth.

"Under the true God, all are ants!"

At this moment, a soft drink from the chief high priest rang in Imsh's ears, waking him up suddenly.

The Lion-Hearted King Imsh shuddered, and then he realized that he had broken out in a cold sweat without realizing it.

He wanted to say something more, but after seeing the half-smiling expression of the chief high priest, he hesitated...

"Your Majesty..."

Just when the Lion-Hearted King Imsh was confused, the chief high priest’s light words came again:

"What do you... think of us orcs?"

Not waiting for the other party to answer, the chief high priest continued:

"We half-orcs... are only the lowest-grade black iron race after all. Our racial potential is not even as good as humans who are not even the black iron race!"

"In the past thousand years, the magic power of the world of Sagas has been low, and the power of God the Father has gradually become stronger. This has allowed us to truly gain a foothold in the world of Sagas..."

"But now...the magic power of Segas' world has begun to rebound, but the strength of Father God Crown has reached a bottleneck."

"The magic power returns, and those originally sleeping entities will wake up one after another. The continent of Segas, which has been peaceful for thousands of years, will be in chaos..."

"The foundation of our half-orcs is still too weak. If we want our race to truly grow into a race as powerful as orcs and even humans... there is only one way!"

Speaking of this, the expression of the chief high priest became more and more fanatical:

"That is... let our Father God obtain a more powerful priesthood and become a more noble existence!"

"For this...at any cost! Even if it means sacrificing our lives!"

Lionheart King Imsh’s pupils shrank slightly:

"This is gambling!"

"Of course it's gambling!"

The chief high priest's tone was calm, but his eyes were as fierce as ever:

"Two thousand years ago... we won a bet and obtained the Desert of Death."

"Thousands of years ago, we won a bet and obtained the Dark Mountains and the Elf Forest."

"This time...if we win, we have the hope of becoming a truly powerful race! On an equal footing with orcs, humans and even dragons!"

……

About fifteen kilometers south of Black Dragon Castle, on a relatively steep hillside.

This is a place three hundred kilometers away from the World Tree in a straight line, and it is also the limit distance that players can currently move.

The once bare hillside now has a new and simple lookout tower built.

In the lookout, three elves were sitting around a bonfire, bored.

"A sneeze——!"

Demacia sneezed, wrapped herself tightly in the quilt seized from the human caravan, and cursed:

“Really, the weather system in this game is too exaggerated, it’s so cold!”

"It's autumn after all! And it's still in the mountains...Besides, isn't the most attractive thing about "Elf Kingdom" is its realism! Besides, you can turn off the temperature sensing!"

A low-level player laughed.

Demacia shook her head:

"The pain can be turned off, but if the warmth is turned off, there will be a lot of fun missing."

After listening to his words, the two players were thoughtful.

One of them hesitated and asked curiously:

"By the way... Boss of Demacia, the task of setting up an outpost at the edge of the map for surveillance is so boring, why did you take it?"

"Yes, yes!"

Another player around the campfire also nodded:

"This is the most boring task among the event tasks. For those of us who have not yet reached level 11, the experience is quite considerable, which is not bad, but you are already level 21, Demacia boss. Right? This amount of experience is not enough for one-third of the experience bar, right?"

After listening to the words of the two low-level players, Demacia's face suddenly fell.

He sighed and shook his head helplessly:

"I can't help it... I had too much fun playing games at the end of last semester, and I failed six subjects. What the heck, our school has another summer semester this year!"

"It will start in a few days, and the make-up exams are scheduled for the primary semester. If I fail again this time, I will have to retake it. If I retake six subjects in one go...I will die, and I can still keep attendance. Damn it..."

"College student?"

The two players were curious.

"Well, freshman year."

Demacia sighed.

"That's not it...I'm doing the task and reviewing at the same time."

He conveniently took a screenshot of a picture in his field of vision and sent it to his two mission teammates.

When they saw the courseware ppt in the screenshot, the two teammates instantly cast sympathetic glances.

"But having said that...the thinking acceleration technology of "Elf Kingdom" is really powerful! Especially when reviewing homework, writing papers, etc., the efficiency should not be too high!"

One of them sighed.

The other person shook his head:

"Come on... How many people who have entered the game can endure and use their thoughts to speed up their learning? It's okay to watch videos and so on. Those who really learn are just cramming in temporarily... Uh... ahem... Hey, boss of Demacia, I’m not talking about you..."

Demacia's face darkened.

He was about to say something, but his expression suddenly changed, and a pair of pointed ears suddenly stood up:

"Did you hear anything? It sounded like footsteps..."

"Voice?"

The two low-level players were stunned.

"No...is it background music? Hmm...the BGM of Dark Mountain is quite nice."

Demacia:...

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"What a fart BGM during the surveillance mission! Turn it off! Turn it off!"

He was speechless.

After saying that, without waiting for the two third-test rookies to answer, he stood up wrapped in a quilt and walked towards the edge of the watchtower.

The sky was already getting dark, and the mountain wind was blowing hard, making his face itchy and his eyes narrowed slightly...

However, when Demacia saw the scene outside the observation tower clearly, her eyes widened again, and she couldn't help but curse:

"Holy shit!"

In his sight...

The mountains and plains are filled with orcs.

It’s endless and countless!

After being startled, Demacia's expression gradually turned to excitement:

"The orc army is coming! The orc army is coming! Haha! The plot is about to begin!"

While he started frantically taking screenshots of the orcs, he called out to the other two low-level players.

When the other two low-level players saw the overwhelming army, their expressions changed drastically...

Even though they clearly knew that this was a game, the oppression and shock brought by that spectacular sight still frightened them.

A player swallowed his saliva and asked:

"Boss of Demacia... Now that the orcs are coming, should we notify others and retreat quickly?"

"Retreat from what?"

Demacia rolled up her sleeves and looked excited:

"Just stay here, light the torch, and wait for them to come and catch us!"

"Catch...catch us?"

The two players looked confused.

"Hey! Don't you understand? For the orcs, elves are the best slaves! If they catch us, they will definitely treat us as prisoners, and then... we can help other players locate them!"

"Hey hey hey...this time, I will take you to play Infernal Affairs!"

Demacia rubbed her hands in anticipation.

Two players:...

"Aren't you going to review..."

Demacia:...

"Ahem, review after you finish playing, it's only a few hours anyway."

He laughed dryly.

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Sorry for the late update today. The main reason is that it is the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month and my family is too busy. I have been busy all day and have no time to code. I have only free time in the evening. Happy New Year to everyone in advance!