For a time, soldiers died in every corner of the forest.
Those hidden arrows can always be shot from unexpected places.
And the accuracy is very high, either stabbing the throat or piercing the heart, which catches people off guard.
The soldiers who were hit by the arrows couldn't survive at all. In addition to the accuracy of the elves' arrows, there was another reason. These stragglers were poorly organized.
When he saw the death of his comrade in front, he immediately became frightened and became confused.
They started scurrying around like headless flies and soon dispersed in the dense forest.
For the elves, this is simply a God-given opportunity. No race is more suitable for fighting in the jungle than them.
In the forest, they are like the god of death in the night, holding bows and arrows in their hands, constantly harvesting these lives.
Soon, the pleasure of revenge filled the elves' brains, and they all forgot the queen's instructions.
When they ran out of arrows, they used daggers. When the daggers were gone, they used whips and vines. In short, they had plenty of ways to kill each other.
For these soldiers, danger is everywhere in the dark forest. They didn't know when or where these elves would come out and kill them.
Psychological defenses are constantly being broken down.
"I dare not! I surrender!"
"Mom, I want to go home!"
"Is there anyone? Is there anyone?"
"Help!"
Various screams came and went in every corner of the forest, and then fell silent again not long after.
Everyone outside is numb. If we let a group of people in, nothing will happen. Is there any way to do this?
The officers got scared, called all the soldiers outside, and ordered:
"set fire!"
"Wait a moment!"
The adjutant roared, causing the chief to glare angrily:
"What are you doing again?"
"Sir, this mountain forest is the property of the city lord. If you burn it, you won't be able to account for it."
The officer gritted his teeth:
"No matter what, burn it! Use fire! I'll explain it to the city lord."
Seeing this, the adjutant said nothing more and went down to give the order.
This time they set fire to the mountain and poured a lot of kerosene on it, leaving a pungent smell in the air.
Many people hold their noses and breathe.
"Fire the arrow!"
Following the order, countless rockets flew towards the forest like meteors.
"Queen, they're going to set fire to it!"
The elves were naturally aware of this scene and felt uneasy.
As a result...these flaming arrows simply fell into the sea and disappeared.
The commander was even more dumbfounded:
"What the hell is going on? I put so much kerosene on it, but it doesn't even burn at all?"
"Put some more in!"
Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!
Still didn't hit, even the sparks from the arrow went out as soon as they hit the ground.
"Could it be that... the kerosene is fake?"
Seemingly understanding the problem, the commander thought for a moment and issued the order:
"Open the kerosene barrel!"
"You light a match and put it in!"
Men:……
"Sir...we don't dare!"
"Um?"
Staring at the boss's gaze, the subordinate could only bite the bullet, light the small match, and put it in the bucket.
Bang!
There was a loud noise, and countless fire oil splashed everywhere. Those who were close were covered in it, and they all instantly turned into burning people.
The wails continued.
A smell similar to burnt pig hair hung in the air.
Looking at the defeated guards, the queen knew that the time had come:
"Compatriots, follow me and rush out!"
Under the leadership of a great mage, hundreds of great mage-level powers easily eliminated all these people.
Then the city was successfully captured.
Everything was won so smoothly that the elves could hardly imagine that humans would pull their hips like this!
Next, it’s time to hunt down the male protagonist!
"Queen, Pang Sicheng is ahead!"
After replenishing ammunition in the previous city, the elves finally arrived at a big city after a day and night of trekking.
Pangsi City has a population of over one million and is one of the most famous cities in the entire continent.
They watched the hero run in with their own eyes.
The elves didn't know that the hero, who had just entered the city, was already running towards the church.
"Open the door, open the door quickly!"
The church door in Pang Si City slowly opened, revealing a human head:
"Who are you? What do you do?"
The male protagonist took out a token:
"I want to see you, Bishop Pons!"
"Pope's order!" The guard was shocked and quickly got out of the way:
"It turns out that a rare guest arrived, but he was not welcomed at a distance."
"I will inform the bishop immediately."
The male protagonist took the papal decree and successfully met the bishop of Pang Sicheng, and told him:
"I want to use the transmission array. Please open it, Bishop."
Under normal circumstances, the transmission array will not be easily opened because it consumes a large amount of crystals.
But now, there is a papal decree on the other side, and the bishop has to abide by the rules.
After spending thousands of magic crystals, the long-lost transmission array was finally opened.
The male protagonist quickly got in with his cronies and disappeared into the church.
outside the city.
"Your Majesty, do we want to go in?"
"Yes, the city yesterday was easier to defeat than we thought. Although this city is big, it probably won't be too difficult."
"Queen, give the order, we will go in immediately."
"Do not talk!"
The queen closed her eyes and felt the presence of the elves' holy treasure.
After a few seconds, he opened his eyes with confusion on his face.
Why did the breath disappear all of a sudden?
She knelt down and placed her hands on the ground, feeling the scent of the grass and trees.
The powerful consciousness belonging to the Great Magister spread all the way from the mountains and forests to Pang Si City.
Every grass, every flower, every tree became the eyes or ears of the Elven Queen.
These vegetation creatures told her that the hero and the others entered the church and never came out again.
The consciousness continued to explore the church, because there were no plants in the church. Finally, the queen learned from the ivy on the church wall that the male protagonist had returned to the Holy Capital through the transmission array.
The queen stopped her hand, stood up and said:
"No wonder I can't sense the sacred object."
"Queen, what's wrong?"
"The man has run away."
"What should we do? Our sacred objects..."
The elves were panicked and whispered around. The queen saw this and comforted them:
"Don't be afraid, even if he runs to the ends of the earth, we will catch him."
"The Queen is right! What do we do next?"
The Queen stood on the treetops, looking at Pangsi City in the distance, and whispered:
"Tonight, we will also go to the church and use the transmission array."
"yes!"
On the male protagonist's side, he took Yingying Yanyan and his cronies and landed on the outskirts of the Holy Capital.
Fortunately, I met the owner of a carriage shop I knew and took a carriage back to the Holy Capital.
As soon as he entered the city, he went straight to the Holy See.
"teacher."
"What happened? Why did you use the transmission array? It's so embarrassing."
The speaker was an old man with a white beard. He was the retired old pope.
"The student is not talented. After wiping out the elves, on the way back, the magic medicine failed. The captured elves regained their strength. They hunted me for a day and a night. They had to go to Pangsi City and used the local transmission array."
"Oh? The medicine I gave you failed?"
"Yes."
The old pope rarely had a big expression.
"How is it possible...you are not injured, are you?"
"The student only suffered some internal injuries and is not in trouble."
"You, young man, you should take care of yourself and give you a new magic potion."
The male protagonist's love and concern for the old pope are only regarded as the concern of a teacher for his students.
After taking the things, he automatically left.
But he didn't see the sadness in the "teacher's" eyes.
"Yafu, how wonderful it would be if you were still alive..."
The old pope murmured to himself, and when he was done, he turned to the statue and began to pray.
Pangsi City on the other side gradually entered the night.
A group of figures took advantage of the night and soared over the eaves.
Target, church!
