As the Great Elder joined the battle, the precarious battle situation was turned back little by little.

The role that a saint-level powerhouse, especially a legal-rank saint-level powerhouse, can play in such a group battle can almost be said to be decisive.

If the opponent does not have a top powerhouse of the same level who can compete with them, then the outcome of the battle is almost certain at the beginning.

The Great Elder chanted a short incantation in his mouth, and with a slight tap of the staff in his hand from time to time, one by one sharp magic quickly condensed and formed, smashing into the attack cluster of the abyssal creatures.

The abyssal creatures were originally densely packed, covering almost every inch of the land, and the charging formation became sparse as if it had been plowed through by a comb made of sharp blades.

The body of each elven warrior seemed to be suddenly infused with energy, and his movements became firm and powerful again, and long arrows shot out like rain, suppressing the enemy's charging momentum and pushing back.

The elves on the defending side finally got a precious respite.

The Great Elder stood on the most conspicuous section of the line of defense at the front line of the tree wall, his clothes fluttering, like a solid rock, no matter how strong the tide was, but it could not shake him in the slightest.

The abyssal creatures on the opposite side didn't seem to know that they were afraid, and their companions fell one by one, and they continued to move forward one after another, stepping on the corpses of their companions, and rushing forward without fear of death.

But in front of a saint-level powerhouse, courage and hard work don't mean much.

With a wave of his hand, the Great Elder instantly took away the lives of a large number of monsters.

For the Great Elder with great strength, the means he uses now can only be regarded as pediatric.

If he lets it go, he can wipe out most of the abyssal creatures he sees in front of him with a single ultimate.

However, the Great Elder, who was already at the end of his life, had so much life experience and combat experience, how could he make such a reckless decision.

The number of abyssal creatures attacking the Elven Court this time was so large, the goal was clear, and they were holding on to it. If you want to say that there is no master behind you to command, you don't believe it if you kill him.

If the Great Elder's guess was right, if an abyss creature of this scale could be mobilized, it should also have the strength of the saint level.

Therefore, he must leave enough energy to deal with the sudden attack of the opposing master.

If it weren't for the battle at the level of ordinary warriors, the defense line of the elven clan was really a little unsupportable, and the Great Elder would definitely not make a move, but waited solemnly and waited for the changes.

Especially in these extraordinary times......

The Great Elder's brows were furrowed, and his eyes showed unconcealed worry.

The high morale of the bravery could not last, the consumption of physical strength and magic power was real, and after a short period of strength, the firepower output of the defending elves inevitably fell into a trough again.

A fair-faced female elf temporarily lowered the longbow in her hand and shook her numb right hand. Just now, the six-bead serial record is outstanding, taking the lives of six monsters. But the consumption is not small, even if her strength is not weak, she needs to stop and take a breath.

"There are too many of these monsters, they seem endless, and you can't kill them all."

"Your combat experience is still too shallow, and the fancy style of playing the six-bead chain is too cost-effective, and it is not suitable for life and death on the battlefield."

The male elf next to him bent his bow and arrow, swished out an attack, and then drew a long arrow, staring at the enemy in front of him, and said without looking back.

"According to the Elven King and the Elders, there should be a crack near here that connects to the Abyss Hell. To us, these abyssal creatures are naturally abominable. But for them, our Elven Royal Court is located next to their exit into and out of the human world, and it is like a thorn in the eye, a thorn in the flesh, how can we not get rid of it quickly. ”

The female elf didn't care about her partner's criticism and blame at all, she tried to shoot an arrow, although the accuracy was still the same, the strength and speed were much inferior, and the three-headed Cerberus who was selected as the target made a vertical leap and easily dodged.

She shook her head, finally gave up putting down her bow and arrow, and said, "The rift between the abyss hell and the human realm has not been opened for a long time, how can it be so coincidental this time, but it was chosen next to our Elven Royal Court." ”

The male elf shot arrow after arrow, calmly and unforcedly, neither fast nor slow, maintaining a steady and continuous firepower output.

"In the past ten years, the heavens and the earth have changed, and even the spatial barriers between the divine realm and the human realm have been much weaker, and the connection between the human realm and the abyss and hell has become closer, so what's so strange about the cracks. I suspect that there are many entrances to the Abyss and Hell not only here but also all over the continent of Os. ”

The female elf was stunned for a moment, and said indignantly: "It's all the troubles caused by those people in the Bright Sect, if it weren't for them, the world would be peaceful." Now that they are like this, do they want to make up for their mistakes? ”

She looked somewhere on the battlefield, meaning something.

The male elf was still staring at the battlefield, but he understood the meaning of his companion's words.

"You think too much, this rising star, a young talent, in order to pursue our princess, helps in a private name. The rest of the Bright Sect didn't make a move, and all of them stood by and watched. ”

The female elf snorted, suddenly remembering something.

"In the past few days, the abyssal creatures have been attacking like a tide, and the three saint-level powerhouses of the Great Elder, the Second Elder, and the Elven King have all personally taken action and joined the battle. But why did you see only one Great Elder today, the Elven King and the Second Elder? ”

Her partner's arm, which was as steady as an iron pillar, suddenly trembled imperceptibly, and the arrows that hit a hundred shots actually missed. But he recovered quickly, and the next shot was back to his original level.

"I heard that both of them are sick."

"What?" The female elf almost didn't jump up, and she was extremely surprised in her heart, "Both of them are saint-level powerhouses, what kind of disease can be difficult for them." And it's both sick at the same time, it's just, it's ......."

She couldn't even find the right words after saying a few words.

It's just that I'm too surprised in my heart, and I can't suppress the doubts that arise.

The male elf was silent.

Actually, he didn't know what to say either.

The elf stopped talking, picked up her bow and arrows again, gritted her teeth, and shot an ugly body with bulging evil eyes.

"Squeak!"

A gargoyle screamed and swooped down from the air, claws grabbing at the white-haired Great Elder.

The Great Elder is a master of art and bold, and at the same time, in order to attract the attention of the abyssal creatures and reduce the pressure on the other sections of the defense line, he stands in the most conspicuous position.

Because of this, the abyssal creatures that occasionally break through the bow and arrow interception, and the first opponent to find is most likely the Great Elder.

In the face of the imminent attack, the Great Elder turned a blind eye, and even the action of casting spells and the incantation in his mouth did not change in the slightest.

The Great Elder is a Dharma Position, and his physical strength and hand-to-hand combat ability are far inferior to those of the same level. For their own protection, of course, they are also prepared.

There was a bang.

The means prepared by the Great Elder did not come in handy.

A handsome and arrogant young man struck out sideways, and with a swing of his sword, he severed all the gargoyles' claws, which were sharper than blades. Then the long sword spun around, and with a flick from the bottom up, he cut the gargoyle in half.