Game of the World Tree

　　 The black dragon fell to the ground, and the brilliance of divine power slowly disappeared, and everything returned to its original state.

　　 As if the miracle just now was just an illusion.

　　At the same time, all players received a new system message again:

【Ding--】

　　【A total of 181 elves of the flame tribe have been successfully received. Escort the elves to Emerald to complete the task. Rewards will be distributed according to the task contribution and the number of people successfully attracted. 】

【Ding--】

　　 [Triggering the side story: transport the captured black dragon to the fairy town]

　　 [Task reward: 50 points of contribution]

　　 "Capture the black dragon?"

　　 Their eyes lit up, and they all looked at Merrell who fell to the ground and was tightly bound by the ropes transformed into divine power.

　　 Looking at the curious gaze cast by the elves, Myrell was ashamed and angry.

　　 It wanted to open its mouth to speak, but it couldn't make a sound under the entanglement of the rope, so it could only whisper.

　　 "The goddess is so amazing! This will catch the black dragon!"

　　 "It's a true **** after all!"

　　 The players sighed, and excitedly came to Merrill's side.

　　 They ignored Myrell's grief and indignant gaze, but felt boldly and curiously at its scales while taking a screenshot with excitement beside it:

　　 "This black dragon is so cool!"

　　 "Its scales are so hard!"

　　 "Group photo!"

　　 "Wait... let me pose!"

　　Mireel:...

　　At the same time, the players also said from time to time some remarks that shocked the black dragon Myrell:

　　 "I don't know if its scales can be used as a shield, it feels so strong..."

　　 "Remember the fantasy story said that if you drink dragon blood, you will gain powerful power. I wonder if its blood is useful?"

　　 "By the way...Is there a way to tame it as a mount! The Dragon Knight...it looks so handsome!"

　　Mireel:...

　　 While making a low whimper, it looked at these nasty **** with grief...

　　 is indeed a cruel race of wisdom!

　　 is too evil!

　　 These long ears are really evil!

　　 not only wants its scales, but also wants to drink its blood, and even wants the great Myrell to be a mount!

　　 My God! Is it possible that Myrell's dragon life is about to end here?

　　 Myrell hasn't become the greatest dragon yet, Myrell is not reconciled!

　　 What is the future of Myrell?

　　Thinking about it, tears glistened from the corner of its eyes.

　　 "Fuck! You were crying?"

　　 "This black gentian is too small, right?"

　　Mireel:...

　　 It turned its head away, closed its eyes, and began to pretend to be dead angrily.

　　The elves of the flame tribe fell into grief after cheering.

　　 This time around, dozens of old elves died in battle.

　　The remaining clansmen sadly gathered the remains of the war dead and prepared to cremate them with magical flames.

　　 This is the Fairy Forest.

　　In the tradition of the elves, after the dead body is cremated, the ashes scattered in the forest of the elves means returning to the root, and the soul will go to the heaven of the mother god...

　　 However, when gathering the corpses, the elves were surprised to find that all the young people who died in battle had disappeared...

　　 Not only that, but what surprised them was that the surviving young people didn't seem to be hurt at all by the death of their companions.

　　 On the contrary, they still seem to be very excited.

　　 Even if there are a lot of people with grief on their faces, it seems... it always feels a bit contrary.

　　 They seem to suppress their true emotions...

　　The people of the Flame Tribe always felt that something was wrong, but they couldn't tell.

　　 Before they could ask anything, the players also joined them, mourning the dead old elves with them with a sad face, and let them swallow the words in their throats.

　　 El plans to chase and kill the fleeing Orcs again after his body recovers.

　　 Although the orcs had already fled when the power of the mother **** just came, Al was still worried.

　　 But when he was about to leave, the voice of the mother **** rang in his heart:

　　 "No need to chase."

　　No need?

　　 Al stopped moving.

　　 However, since the mother **** said that there is no need to chase, then he also gave up chasing.

　　 Then, he assisted the flame tribe to gather the remains of the tribe, and the players enthusiastically assisted the elves in organizing the classics they had left behind. In the end, they excitedly pulled the trophy-the black dragon Myrell pretending to be dead, and surrounded the native elves and began to return...

　　……

　　 The edge of the forest.

　　 The orc priest ran away in a hurry, accompanied by a guard...

　　 This time they organized an ambush, and the cave tribe sent a total of more than three hundred orc warriors, all young and strong!

　　 However, after the appearance of the crazy elves and the thin silver swordsman, the half-orcs fought to death one after another...

　　 There are only a hundred people left now.

　　 Not only that, but what made the orc priests feel terrified is that the black dragon Lord Myrell has not returned!

　　Although there were no chasing soldiers behind them, this discovery made him even more frightened.

　　 "Leaf of the World Tree...just the power of the leaf of the World Tree can't control Master Meriel for so long, is there...is there a more terrifying enemy?"

　　 "I just seemed to feel the fluctuations similar to divine power... Although I didn't perceive the specific breath, the violent fluctuations must be the power of the true god!"

　　 The more he thought about it, the more scary he became, the more he thought about it, the more scary he became.

　　At this moment, the team that had fled suddenly stopped...

"what happened?"

　　 The orc priest's heart tightened, and then he looked forward.

　　 I don't know when, a tall figure appeared at the exit of the Fairy Forest.

　　 She was covered in a black robe, her long dark gray hair hung from between her hood~www.ltnovel.com~ and a pair of scarlet eyes looked at the team of orcs silently.

　　 The expression was very calm, like watching a group of dead people.

　　 The pupils of the orc priest shrank slightly.

　　Because... he could not perceive the existence of this person at all!

　　 And this is either because the opponent has a strong ability to hide aura, or the strength is far beyond his imagination!

　　 He was about to say something when a huge coercion suddenly came from the opponent.

　　 For a while, all the half-orcs were shocked, because this pressure was countless times stronger than the black dragon Myrell just now!

　　 High-level professionals!

　　 This is a high-level professional who has achieved golden strength!

　　 The orc priest screamed frantically from the bottom of his heart, but he couldn't make a sound.

　　 Then, I saw the mysterious person suddenly raised his head, and a cold and dead divine power suddenly scattered around her.

　　All the half-orcs who came into contact became stiff, and then fell one after another, losing the breath of life...

　　 and sensing the breath of divine power, the orc priest suddenly widened his eyes:

　　 "Death...death...death..."

　　 He didn't finish speaking, and he lost his breath.

　　 Hundreds of half-orcs fell down unexplainably.

　　 No one escaped.

　　 At this time, the tall figure waved his hands again, and a burst of vitality suddenly poured out, swallowing all the remaining vitality of the half-orcs in a blink of an eye.

　　 And her appearance changed again, turning into the appearance of Eve.

　　 "Killing so many people in my place, don't even think about running away."

　　 She left a word, and her whole body turned into a bright light, slowly disappearing.