Game of the World Tree

　　 In the world of Segs, intelligent creatures can be divided into ordinary races, black iron races, silver races, and gold races based on the strength that they can reach when they grow up to adulthood.

　　 The dragon with a race history as long as that of the Segs world is undoubtedly the best among the golden races, almost invincible in the same rank!

　　 Not only that, as a race that lives longer than elves, when dragons live long enough, their strength will even break through the limits of the world, reaching legends and even demigods!

　　 The oldest dragon, its strength even the true **** will feel jealous.

　　 Similar to some fantasy stories of Blue Star, the dragons in the world of Segus are also divided into two camps: metal dragons and color dragons.

　　Different from the kind and peaceful metal dragons, all colored dragons have the evil and bloodthirsty nature in their bones, and the black dragon is especially prominent because of its cruel nature.

　　 Therefore, when he saw the ferocious black dragon in the sky, Ferosil felt bad.

　　 It was a black dragon with a wingspan of nearly 20 meters. Although it was not an adult, the dragon's might gradually appeared on it.

　　 Silver is high!

　　 This is a young black dragon with superior silver strength!

　　 "Black Dragon?"

　　 Hearing Ferosil's exclamation, the expression of the young black dragon suddenly became dangerous.

　　 It roared "Rua~", grinned, and roared angrily:

　　 "Black dragon and black dragon! You are the black dragon! Your whole family is the black dragon! The great Merrill is not the black dragon! He is a noble silver dragon!"

　　 "Ruaaa——! Evil wise race! You will be punished with justice from Lord Myrell!"

　　 Orcs:...

　　Elf:...

　　 Silver... Silver Dragon?

　　 Listening to the crisp and angry lingua franca, everyone was stunned.

　　 Look at the ferocious black scales, the horns and skeleton visors that belong to the black dragon, and the elves are a bit dazed for a while.

　　This black dragon...Is there something wrong with his brain?

　　 However, now is not the time to wonder if there is a problem with this dragon.

　　 Because when it roars, the attacking dragon's breath also follows.

　　 It is a linear strong acid breath belonging to the black dragon, which is extremely corrosive.

　　 Samir's face changed drastically, and he quickly summoned a wooden shield for defense.

　　 But the silver level wooden shield was like paper paste under the breath of the black dragon, and a big hole was instantly corroded.

　　 The strong acid splashed, and the elves who were affected were instantly seriously injured!

　　 The orc priest in the distance saw it, and hurriedly shouted in pain:

　　 "Master Myrell, please don't make a heavy hand! Catch alive! Be sure to catch alive! Just prevent them from escaping!"

　　 Hearing the cry of the orcs, the black dragon turned his head and glanced at them dissatisfied:

　　 "You are too kind! To fight evil, you must impose the most severe sanctions!"

　　 Orcs:...

　　Elf:...

　　 But even though the black dragon said so, he no longer breathed out the dragon's breath. Instead, he roared "Rua" and "Rua", flapping his wings continuously, and using a dive and bite motion to prevent the elves from leaving.

　　 An abnormal evil black dragon that obeys the call of the orcs!

　　 The expressions of the elves changed.

　　 And just when the young black dragon blocked the elves, the large army of orcs finally arrived.

　　 More than two hundred half-orcs came from all directions and besieged the elves who were about to leave the battlefield again!

　　 Samir's expression changed a few times, then gritted his teeth and roared at the dragon in the sky:

　　 "Evil dragon, your opponent... it's me!"

　　 After finishing speaking, he rushed out of the elves and came under the black dragon a few steps.

　　 When he reached out his hand, he took out a golden leaf!

　　 Samir lifted the blade devoutly, and muttered the spell in a low voice, while the blade in his hand burst into a dazzling divine light!

　　 "Leaf of the World Tree! There are still such things in the elves?"

　　 The orc priest immediately recognized the origin of the leaf.

　　 His face changed and he shouted at the sky:

　　 "No, Master Myrell, run away!"

　　 However, it was too late.

　　 I saw the leaves of the world turn into ashes in a moment, and the dazzling holy light formed a cage, covering the black dragon!

　　【Cage of Light】

　　 The golden level of controlling magic!

　　 This is a magical technique that can be used as both a defense and a cage.

　　 The young black dragon Myrell let out an angry roar and slammed into the cage.

　　 However, under its impact, the cage just shook slightly.

　　 It was unwilling to breathe again, but the cage of light only flickered, but still trapped it to death.

　　 Samir below kept vomiting blood while trying to maintain the existence of the magic arts.

　　 Controlling high-level magic arts is still too reluctant for him now.

　　 This is not a one-time attack on the magical spell, but requires the permanent control of the caster.

　　 Although the black dragon could not break free for the time being, every time he collided, Samir, whose mind was connected to the cage of light, would also suffer a certain amount of damage.

　　 "Rua! Evil bastard! Let go of the great Master Myrell! Otherwise Master Myrell will definitely eat you!"

　　 Inside the cage, there was the black dragon's angry roar.

　　 Samir did not care about the angry black dragon. Instead, he looked at the team of elves, vomiting blood and shouted:

　　 "Quickly break through! While I can still control it, everyone quickly break through! How many people can go! How many people can go!"

　　 However, the elves at this moment are already in the quagmire of battle.

　　 The encirclement of the orcs has been completely closed, and without Samir's magical support, the elves can only surround themselves and support themselves under the siege of the orcs.

　　 With the continuous consumption of magic power and the gradual decline of physical strength, it is only a matter of time before they lose.

　　 Not to mention... the black dragon's collision with the cage is getting more and more violent, and it will be a matter of time before the cage breaks out.

　　 The elves had lost their best chance to break through the moment the black dragon appeared~www.ltnovel.com~ Seeing the besieged elves, the orc priest was extremely excited:

　　 "Slowly fight everyone! They can't consume us! Capture all the women and children alive, the chief priest will be rewarded!"

　　 Hearing what the priest said, the orcs became more excited.

　　 But the casualties of the elves are increasing.

　　 Old elves are constantly falling down, and young elves are already on top to participate in the battle.

　　 Looking at the dwindling clansmen, Ferosil looked pained:

　　 "Could it be...you can only go here?"

　　 The morale of the orcs is getting stronger and stronger.

　　 Because they have seen it, the elves are already at the end of the battle.

　　 "No... we must find a way to break out, even if... only one member of the clan can go out!"

　　Ferosil gritted his teeth, preparing to burn his own magic and vitality, and at the expense of himself, to find a time for the tribe to break through.

　　 However, just as she was about to excite the magic power, there was a commotion behind the orcs.

　　 In the air, a faint wave of magic came from far away, accompanied by violent explosions and faint shouts.

　　Ferosil's movements stopped.

　　 She suddenly raised her head and looked into the depths of the forest.

　　 The back of the orcs team began to become chaotic, and the shouts from far and near, gradually became clear:

　　 "Kill! The flames are surrounded!"

　　 "Hurry up! Time is life! Don't let an NPC fall!"

　　 "For the glory of...the elves, go!"

　　 "Kill the orcs!"

　　 "Ula——!!!"

　　 With excited and crazy shouts, hundreds of young elves appeared in Ferosil's sight!