Game of the World Tree

"Elves that will be resurrected? Goddess of life?"

Inside a magnificent temple, a tall figure dressed in black armor and a demon mask, holding a parchment letter, thoughtfully.

His eyes flickered with a faint blue brilliance, the breath on his body was extremely deep, and the dim lights in the entire temple were looming with his breathing.

Pelogne, the Lich King.

He is the ruler of the dark city-state alliance, the favored one of Holder, the god of darkness and shadow, and the initiator of this underground world war...

"Haha, what an interesting piece of information."

After reading the letter in his hand, he chuckled twice, then turned to the ten-meter-high statue in the center of the temple.

The appearance of the idol is an old man with a hunched back. He is wearing a black robe, holding a skull scepter in one hand and a heavy book in the other.

I saw the Lich King Pelogne respectfully bowed down to the temple, and then prayed in his hoarse voice:

"Praise my lord! Protector of darkness, master of shadows, true master of the underworld - His Majesty the great Holder!"

"Your humble believer, Pelogne has important news to pray to you..."

Following his words, a dim light gradually gathered on the statue, and a trace of terrifying and awe-inspiring power descended into the temple.

...

Underworld.

A vast area shrouded in shadows.

This is the closest place in the underworld to the endless abyss, full of chaotic laws and monsters with twisted minds.

However, this place is different from the abyss of corruption. Although the laws are chaotic, it is full of order, showing a strange twist...

This is the dark place, also known as the shadow area. It is a special area created by the original death god to solve the problem of abyss erosion, and it is also the hometown of shadow monsters.

In the center of this area, there is a country shrouded in shadows.

A thick layer of divine power protects this place, isolating countless shadow creatures from the outside, and all shadow creatures dare not approach this place easily, and have a kind of awe and fear that comes from the soul.

This is the kingdom of shadows, the kingdom of Holder, the god of darkness and shadows.

And at this moment, this ancient true god who has medium power and used to be the deputy of the god of death, is sitting in front of a terrifying shadow dragon, stroking the other's head like a pet, while accepting the request from God. The Prayer of the Blessed One...

"The undead elf? The goddess of life?"

Holder's old voice brought a hint of interest.

"Hella..."

he muttered to himself.

After pondering for a moment, Holder patted the shadow dragon who was kneeling under him, and his majestic voice resounded in the kingdom of God:

"Darkness, go to the underdark area of ​​the world of Saiggs, meet some old friends for me, and ask them if they are interested in restoring their sense of strength..."

"Now, the surface of the world of Seggs has a good chance..."

After he finished speaking, the shadow dragon under him roared obediently, then left his seat, fanned the bat wings surrounded by black smoke, and left the kingdom of God.

After the Shadow Dragon left, Holder took out a scroll made of animal skin from his arms and shredded it gently:

"My lord Uller, I can accept your alliance proposal."

"But...before that, I hope to see more sincerity from you."

"Of course, I think there are some things you would be happy to do..."

...

Underground world.

It has been a month since the defense of the City of Blades, but the war is still going on here.

However, the high-intensity siege of the City of Blades was gone.

Both sides of the war entered into a kind of wondrous confrontation, both seeming to be waiting for a better opportunity.

Although the dark army of the besieged city of Shanatar city-state has not yet retreated, the residents of the silent city-state have gradually become familiar with this strange atmosphere.

So do players.

There are not many players who are still active on the city wall. Only every time the dark army routinely sends a small army of undead troops to attack the city, people will gather.

Most of the time, everyone focused on doing business, exploring the surrounding area, and cleaning up some shadow monsters that the Dark Alliance party deliberately dropped outside the city, or some other powerful underground monsters.

Outside the City of Blades, thirty kilometers to the southeast.

Here, the straight-line distance from the location of the world tree on the surface is close to 500 kilometers, almost reaching the limit of the player's activity area.

And five elves in different costumes were standing in front of the huge beast lying on the ground, and they were chatting happily while dividing the corpse.

"Huh... I finally reached full level again. I didn't expect the monsters in the ground to be so rough and fleshy, but they are all good materials."

The tank warrior "Optimist" stood in front of the crocodile-shaped beast and said happily while wiping his sword.

"Bah! If you didn't pay attention to the resurrection coins during the defensive battle, are we here to help you level up together? Be sure to keep enough resurrection coins for emergencies in the future!"

Talking is the gourd.

He gave the optimist a disgusting look, and squatted on the ground cutting the corpse.

"Don't worry, I've saved a lot these days."

The optimists replied.

This is Bento's battle squad.

After the defense of the City of Blades, they did not return to the surface to continue exploring the western part of the Elf Forest, but hunted monsters in the underground world.

The reason...is that the taunting warriors in the original team, the player with the id of Optimist, had too much fun during the war and didn't pay attention to the fact that his resurrection coins were not enough. Drop level 7.

So, after the war, a few members of the team discussed it, and decided to accompany him to kill monsters in the underground world again, and re-train the level.

Anyway, everyone is a liver emperor, and they have already reached full level, so they don't care about accompanying teammates.

After playing together for so long, they are all old comrades in arms. Except for the captain's lunch, everyone has met offline and offline many times. Whether in the game or outside the game, they have become friends.

Of course, being curious about the city of Blades is also one of the reasons.

And today, the Optimist finally got promoted to level 40 again. After the group finished the last fight, they also planned to return to the ground and resume the exploration that had not been completed before.

"Hurry up and put away the essential ingredients. Let's go back to the ground. I miss Miss Nightingale's breakfast a bit."

Elf Mage, id "I am invincible", while helping the gourd to divide the monsters, he winked at the lunch box:

"Are you right, Captain?"

Box lunch:  …

"Work well."

He kicked the opponent's ass, kicked the opponent into the beast's wound with one kick, and buried his face with blood...

I am invincible:  …

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Seeing the dazed expression on the face of the Elf Mage, the other players laughed.

After laughing for a while, Hulu seemed to remember something and said:

"Speaking of which, I heard Xian Miaoju say that it seems that several guilds are planning to take advantage of the October 1st holiday in Yaodu to hold a large-scale offline event of "Elf Kingdom" in Yaodu. Gugu, Tomato, Mu Ge, De Ma, and the Autobot Transformer Ji-gang, they're all going. Are you going?"

I was invincible for a while, then touched my chin:

"It can be considered, anyway, I don't have anything important to do on October 1st."

Druid "Chopin" shook his head:

"I don't care, the demons are too far from our house, but I can video with you when the time comes."

"That's really a pity. This time, the host, Xiao Xianmiao, agreed to provide room and board. Of course... it's only limited to the high play of our Mengmeng Committee."

Gourd shook his head and sighed.

"Fuck! Local tyrants... Even if it is a high-level game, it will cost a lot of money, right?"

The optimists widened their eyes.

"It seems to be her own hotel."

"..."

"Poverty limits my imagination."

"+1"

"+2"

...

"Where's the captain? Captain, aren't you going?"

After asking around, the gourd looked at the lunch box again.

Bento shook his head.

Seeing Bento shake his head, Hulu was a little disappointed:

"Hey... Captain, I was thinking of taking a photo with you... It's a pity that you don't come every time."

Chopin also echoed:

"That's right, if you go, Brother Bento, I'll go no matter how far my house is."

Bento still shook his head.

"Yes, I'm afraid our captain is definitely a super social fear in reality."

I am invincible spread out my hands.

Bento remained silent.

Seeing that their captain was determined not to go, the others would no longer insist.

Several people chatted with each other, and quickly moved to other topics, from "Elf Kingdom" to other games, from games to reality, and then from reality to chat about various jokes.

For a while, we chatted happily.

But just as the team members were chatting happily, suddenly... the bento box standing at the outermost frowned slightly.

I saw him suddenly make a gesture of silence, and then whispered:

"Quiet……"

The other four players subconsciously stopped talking, then looked at the lunch box vigilantly, and touched their weapons at the same time.

As a hunter, Bento has the highest perception in the team.

The lunch box looked in a certain direction in the distance, and his expression gradually became serious:

"There's... something, come here."