The Fourth Disaster: You Said The Human Race Is Weak In The Interstellar Space?

They don't know anything.

Ivan slumped on the ground. After shooting that arrow, he had no strength left.

If these humans wanted to kill him.

It would be easy.

But they didn't.

They still regarded themselves as benefactors who saved their lord.

Ivan spread his hands and looked at the burning sensation left on his hands.

The longbow felt his inner struggle, so it burned him when he first wanted to shoot an arrow at Wei Yuan.

The human race used to be on good terms with the elves.

The elves later were no longer the same as before.

Ivan remembered that after he discovered the extremely rare talent, the patriarch of their dark elves said it at the time.

When the Tree of Life could still give birth to elves naturally, the talent of virtual arrows was not rare, and it could even be said that all elves had it.

It was later that the Zerg gnawed the roots of the Tree of Life and the elves began to try other ways of reproduction.

The original talent of the elves began to disappear.

The patriarch of the dark elves speculated.

Their biggest difference should be kindness.

Elves without kindness cannot develop the talent of virtual arrows.

But just now, I was actually preparing to aim the virtual arrow at Wei Yuan when Yuris was dealing with Wei Yuan.

Aiming the virtual arrow at Wei Yuan.

Aivan held his head with both hands, and thought again, this is actually the queen's order.

But what the queen said must be right?

Why did she know how dangerous this mission was, but still let several high-level gene warriors from the dark elves come?

There were not many elves in their dark elves.

Aivan complained to himself and couldn't figure out those things.

"Hey, that elf, isn't he emo?"

"Looks like he's lost in thought."

"Hehehe, don't we go up and trick him now?"

"Didn't the commander-in-chief say that he wanted the dark elves to take the lead? The previous ones died, and now he is the only one left."

"And this guy has that talent, maybe he is a genius, just a trick?"

The players on the front-line battleship No. 1 were anxious on the battlefield.

The players in the rear basically had nothing to do.

Now they just had to wait until all the battles were over before collecting the spoils.

The players were idle, so they gathered around Ivan.

The oil-stealing woman also wanted to learn more about the elves from Ivan.

He quietly sat down beside Ivan.

"Brother, what are you thinking about?"

Ivan looked up and realized that he was surrounded by people without realizing it.

He looked at the oil-stealing woman who came over and was very familiar with him in surprise.

"Are you worried about the elf girl who escaped?"

The oil-stealing woman pursed her lips.

That direction was the direction An Yuelina escaped.

Now, she seemed to be less dangerous, so she ran back again.

"I have to say, this girl has some problems. No matter how beautiful she is, she can't be pushed out as cannon fodder for you." The oil-stealing woman said, sighing.

After hearing what he said,

Ivan remembered that he almost died, and it was An Yuelina's credit.

This female elf.

Ivan's eyes were also burning with anger.

He almost died!

An elf from the same elf tribe almost killed him.

The other one was a human who was almost injured by him and was specifically targeted by the queen of their elves, but saved him.

It's ridiculous.

Ivan laughed at himself.

This time in the war zone, he really broadened his horizons.

"She is a light elf, her status is more noble than mine, it's normal for her to push me out to ward off disaster." Ivan looked dejected.

The status of the elves seemed to have been engraved on him since he was born.

Even if he was angry, what could he do?

The queen was a light elf, what could he do? Angry?

It would only make his people suffer more unfair treatment.

"Hey, brother, what you said is not right." The oil thief stood up, looking excited and speaking in an impassioned voice!

He pointed to the sky with one hand and patted Ivan's shoulder with the other hand: "We humans have an old saying, called: "

"Are kings, princes, generals and ministers of different species?"

"The light elves, apart from the different attributes from you dark elves, are there any other places that are better than you?"

"Is that girl from the light elves? She looks about the same age as you, how come her level is lower than yours? Isn't she awesome?"

"And this personality, too rubbish, a light elf, actually did such a dirty thing, it's simply shameful, she actually pushed her teammates out before the battle, such a guy, if he were in our human race!"

"That will be dragged down to sacrifice!"

The thief spoke passionately, and Ivan's head was numb.

Yes.

Why should our elves be divided into high and low?

Why are light elves more noble than me, the elves who are all born from the tree of life?

What's more, most of the young elves now are born through other reproduction methods.

Why do they?

Ai Fan looked at the oil thief with sparkling eyes.

No one had ever said this to him.

"You know, in our human race, everyone is equal. Even high-level genetic warriors are the same as ordinary people!"

The oil thief spoke with a look of certainty.

That's right...

Everyone is mining and cutting trees in the same way.

They won't make a penny more.

It may even be that because of the high level, the speed of cutting trees and mining is faster, which will increase the currency, and the price will have to be cut again.

I don't know what the game planners think.

They can't make money from it, so why make it so real?

The oil thief thought bitterly.

At this time, Wei Yuan, who was fighting with Yuris, sneezed.

"Who scolded me?" Wei Yuan frowned.

He dodged Yuris's attack.

Seeing Wei Yuan's speed getting faster and faster, and his dodges became smoother.

Yuris was anxious.

"Tsk tsk tsk, kill a few high-level gene warriors and dig up the corpses. Yuris, you are not going to pull out a corpse group because you think your pirate team is about to be destroyed?" Wei Yuan asked.

Yuris: "Shameless human, you were just pretending just now!"

Damn it.

No matter how fast Yuris's tentacles accelerated, they could not touch Wei Yuan's mecha.

Obviously, when he slaughtered the elves before, Wei Yuan was just pretending.

What on earth does this human want to do?

What on earth does he want to do!!!

"What on earth do you want? Tell me, my pirate group has been destroyed by you anyway. You and I are both level nine, you can't kill me at all, don't waste time!"

Yuris was almost annoyed to death.

Wei Yuan really guessed it right just now.

His pirate group was already destroyed, and there was no point in holding on.

With so many corpses, he might as well take away the corpses of these high-level gene warriors and go directly to the undead clan to revive the corpses and form an undead army.

"My goal is very simple, that is, to kill your entire pirate group."

Mo Yun's wings suddenly opened, and sparks sprayed out from the small holes in the metal wings. In an instant, the red flames burned fiercely behind the black mecha.

"Also, who said I can't kill you?"

Just now, he was just looking for Yuris's weakness.

The battle zone mecha is not comparable to ordinary mechas.

Yuris's mecha defense is even stronger than Mo Yun.

But now.

He found a place.

In one of the eight tentacles, there is a gap at the position of the tentacles.

It's not big.

But it was really pried open.

That is...the gap dug out by the ancestor of stepping on the sky!

Under Wei Yuan's control, the flames rushed directly into the small gap that could be ignored.