After Maxing out all Classes

Chapter 770: Supporting elf villages

Dwarf leader saw the owl land on the elf elder's shoulder and didn't bother, laughing, “It seems like some quick message passing between elves. These elves are really troublesome. Why bother using with owls for a message? It makes me nervous.”

But Elsie whispered, “It's not that simple. This magical owl is not something an ordinary magician can release. It must be a high-level elf magician who can cast it. It's definitely not for the sake of passing a boring message. I think the elves might be in trouble.”

Robb thought about it for a moment, suddenly understood, and shook his head with a smile, “You two get ready, we're going to prepare for the battle to support the elf village.”

“What?” The dwarf leader turned his head, amazed. “Support the elf village?”

Elsie was also surprised. “What battle?”

  Robb said, “Wait and see. That old man is about to come over.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the elf elder in the distance jumped up with a swish, ignoring the stairs and leaping directly from the balcony. This startled the two guards behind him, afraid that his old arms and legs would break, but the elf elder was not a weakling. He cast the 'Feather Fall' spell on himself in mid-air, landed lightly on the ground, stood firmly, and then spread his old arms and legs, running towards Robb.

Robb laughed before he even spoke, “Which elf village in which forest has been surrounded and attacked by monsters?'

The elf elder was stunned, “Great Druid, how did you know?”

Robb said, “This doesn't need any thinking. Sigh!”
  Robb was driving away monsters along the railway, and The Queen was following his example, driving away monster everywhere. The result of this was that the monsters would inevitably be driven to the deep mountains and dense forests where human beings rarely went, and these places were precisely where the elves liked to stay.

The monsters that were driven out by humans would naturally fight against the elves.

“Hurry up and go support them.” Robb said, “Who knows how many monsters they are facing now. Elsie, bring our Westwind self-defense force back and go to support them... Oh, right, don't bring the tank. That thing can't fight in the forest.”

The dwarf leader said, “I'll go too!”

The elf elder looked embarrassed, “I'm sorry for causing trouble for everyone.”
  Robb shook his head, “What trouble? Don't forget we're the Silvermoon Alliance. When Westwind City was in trouble, the dwarves also arrived immediately, right? The three races should help each other, so no one should be afraid of causing trouble for others.' "

However, Robb's tone suddenly changed and he said, "After helping, you should also persuade your fellow residents living in the mountains and forests. It may not be a good idea to live in the mountains and forests anymore as the outside world is rapidly changing and the survival environment in the deep mountains may not be able to keep up with the times. I think you, as elves, should feel this very clearly. Perhaps you should take this opportunity to pull your elf brethren out of the mountains and let them participate in the construction and progress of this world."

The elf elder thought carefully about this issue and nodded, "Anyway, we have to hurry. The two elf tribes, White Birch and Baiyang are both besieged by monsters and both sides need to be saved. We have to work against the clock now."

When he heard him mention the names of White Birch and Baiyang Forest, Robb suddenly remembered something, "Wait a minute, I have a way for you to get there immediately..."

He remembered the last time he and Madeline rode on a griffin to Lost City, they inadvertently activated several transmission points. Were they not the transmission points for the White Birch and Baiyang?

Meanwhile, deep in the White Birch Forest.

There always seems to be one or two elf villages hidden in the darkest and deepest part of the forest, isolated from the world, not easily leaving the mountains and forests, and living in peace.

However, at this moment, the peaceful little village in the White Birch Forest is undergoing a fierce war.

On the natural wall made of trees surrounding the village, there are now a large number of elf archers pulling bows and shooting desperately outside. Outside the wall, there are countless goblins, kobolds, trolls, and orcs...

One elf archer's hand is sore from shooting, but he gritted his teeth and persists, pulling back the bowstring again and shooting out a multi-arrow that takes down more than a dozen goblins, but he is too weak to pull the elf longbow again. He gasped for breath and loudly called out to the White Birch Elder on the tree behind him, "Elder, where did so many monsters come from? There are too many of them."

The White Birch Elder said with a bitter face, "I don't know... It seems that something is happening in the outside world, which has forced all these monsters into the depths of the forest."

"Elder, we can't hold on much longer." An elf magician retreated from the front, his body depleted of magic and swaying unsteadily.

The White Birch Elder shouted loudly, "We have to hold on, we have already sent out a magic owl to Westwind City, they must have sent reinforcements. Hold on for another two days, they will come."

"In two days' time, we will all die." The elven magician exclaimed, "The archers are already so tired that their arms are numb and they cannot draw their bows, and the magicians have all depleted their magical power. We cannot hold on any longer."

In truth, the elf elder knew this as well, but what could he do? The village was surrounded on all sides by monsters that had come from all directions in a dwarf amount of time. They had nowhere to retreat to, and he couldn't understand why so many monsters had gathered in the depths of the forest.

"Regardless, we must hold on for two more days." The elf elder said, "It will take at least two days for reinforcements to arrive from Westwind City."

When this order reached the ears of the archers and magic users, everyone felt a wave of despair.

Two days!

It was too long!

Just then, the sky suddenly echoed with the cry of a dragonhawk, and two agile dragonhawk knights appeared in the distance. They were wearing shiny green leather armor that was clearly not ordinary, and held yellow wood longbows that were also imbued with powerful enchantments.

The two dragonhawk knights arrived over the village in a flash, and one of them shouted loudly, "Don't worry, our fellow comrades below, reinforcements from Westwind City will arrive soon."

With that, the two dragonhawk knights simultaneously drew their bows and aimed at the monster army below. "Multi-shot!"