After Maxing out all Classes

Chapter 771: The rich are heartless

Multiple arrows rained down from the hands of the Dragonhawk Knights, sweeping away a large number of attacking goblins and trolls in an instant.

The White Birch Forest Elves, who had been waiting anxiously for reinforcements, felt their spirits lifted.

However, the arrival of only two Dragonhawk Knights did not make them happy. Although the two knights looked very cool and had impressive equipment, how many times could they shoot multiple arrows to control the situation? Wouldn't their arms get tired?

Just as the people of White Birch Forest were thinking this, they saw the two Dragonhawk Knights simultaneously put away their Longbows.

The townsmen couldn't help but wonder, "Huh? Why did they put away their bows? Did the two archers feel that shooting arrows was useless because there were too many monsters?"
  Just as they were thinking this, the two Dragonhawk Knights grabbed a few black round balls from a large pocket on the back of their hawk.

"What are those?"

"Looks like magic items!"

"What are they going to do with them?"

The two Dragonhawks flew over the densest area of monsters, and when they reached directly above them, the two Dragonhawk Knights simultaneously threw the strange black balls down at the monsters.
  "Boom!"

A huge flame exploded in the midst of the monsters.

Those little black balls were actually filled with extremely powerful explosion magic. A single one could blast away hundreds of monsters. The elves in the city were stunned.

The two Dragonhawk Knights circled over the heads of the monsters and threw five or six black balls, causing the monsters to be scattered and disorganized. Their morale was greatly affected, and they temporarily stopped their attack on the elven village. Many monsters looked up to the sky, roared in anger, and then shot arrows and even fireballs into the air.

But the two Dragonhawk Knights immediately ascended, making it impossible for them to hit their targets.
  Five harpy witches flew up from the group of monsters, hoping to knock the Dragonhawk Knights down. However, the knights immediately took out their Longbows again, strung their arrows, and within a few moments, all five harpy witches were shot down.

The two Dragonhawk Knights put away their bows again and took out the little black balls.

The White Birch Forest Elves were now truly impressed. What kind of strategy was this? Using bows and arrows for aerial attacks and these strange little black balls for ground attacks? This was simply invincible!

"Stay strong, everyone below," the Dragonhawk Knight in the air shouted loudly. "The foot soldiers of Westwind City will be here soon, very soon."

Elder White Birch still had some doubts, and he couldn't help but shout loudly, "Westwind City is so far away from here. It will take the ground troops at least two days to get here, won't it?"

"Not that long," the Dragonhawk Knight exclaimed loudly. "We'll use the strategic transmission portal to go directly from Westwind City to the human town in the White Birch Forest. It won't take long. Hold on, reinforcements will be here soon."

Upon hearing this, Elder White Birch finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

Sure enough, the outer monster army soon began to panic. The elves climbed to the top of the tallest tree to look outside. They saw a large group of reinforcements coming from outside, beating the monsters to pieces. The composition of the reinforcements was also very complex, with elves, dwarves, and humans.

Although their races were different, they all had one thing in common: they dressed very well. Even though they were just ordinary soldiers, they wore equipment that seemed to be fit for a commander, armed to the teeth in a crazy and desperate manner.

A dirty and annoying dwarf unexpectedly rushed to the front, holding a blue and shiny giant axe in his hand. The axe was made of some kind of strange material, exceptionally sharp, and there was nothing that could withstand a sweep from that axe. The dwarf waved the axe as if he were mowing grass, killing the monsters, causing them to cry and scream.

The elf archers from Westwind City were also rich people, wearing elf leather armor infused with magic, holding yellow boxwood longbows infused with magic, and using silver-coated arrows. Oh yeah, the elf magicians were the same, holding yellow boxwood wands, wearing magic robes made of mooncloth or silk, and even drinking a blue potion after casting a few spells...

"Rich people!"

"Poverty limits my imagination."

"Why is this army so wealthy?"

"I feel that this is the power of money, ah!"

They watched as Westwind City's reinforcements used money to teach the monsters a harsh lesson. The dense group of monsters surrounding the village was quickly beaten to pieces by Westwind City's reinforcements, and making them successfully enter the village, joining the trapped people.

The elder of the White Birch Forest elves and the elder of the Westwind City elves stood together.

Elder White Birch was a little confused, "You guys...have already become so strong?"

Elder Westwind laughed, "This is just a small matter, not worth mentioning."

Elder White Birch understood in an instant that this was an authentic boastful line, so he changed the subject, "We don't know what happened, but suddenly there were countless monster armies here. Not only here, but also the elf village in the White Poplar Forest. They also sent out a request for help with an owl."

Elder Westwind nodded, "I know! There are too many monsters here, and although it’s easy to break in, it's not easy to kill them all."

Elder White Birch understood this truth; it's easy to defeat them, but hard to kill them all.

Elder Westwind said, "If I go to rescue the White Poplar Forest immediately, you will soon be in a bitter fight here. So, I have to take all of you with me to reinforce our brethren in the White Poplar Forest. What do you think?"

"Okay!" Elder White Birch was also a sensible person. "I'll have all the elderly, weak, women, and children go together with the army."

"Then let's go! There's no time to waste." Elder Westwind turned around and said to Robb, who followed behind, "Thank you, great druid, please open the portal to the White Poplar Forest."

Robb smiled and waved his hand...

A purple portal opened.

"There's no time to explain. Go in quickly. We'll go to the White Poplar Forest," Elder Westwind said.

Elder White Birch opened his mouth wide, "It's really a strategic transmission portal!"

He was now amazed by the extravagance of these people. They were so rich!

He grabbed Elder Westwind’s arm and asked, "I say, what is the matter with your army? Why are they so shiny and not in the style of the Elven race?"

Elder White Birch laughed heartily, "I've already said that this is just a small matter. What I'm really proud of is that I have achieved extraordinary achievements in the way of literature. I don't have time to talk to you now, but you'll know later."