Woven from crypt tarantula silk blessed by the goddess Rose, the silver web is not only tough, but also naturally carries a toxin that paralyzes its prey.

Seeing that the prey wrapped in a rice dumpling slowly stopped struggling, the nearby dark elves showed relaxed expressions. The leading female elf slowly stepped forward with her mount, stretched out her spear and stabbed Shen Hao, but saw that Shen Hao's eyes were closed, motionless, and even a layer of blue-black appeared on his skin.

She couldn't help but pouted her lips contemptuously and said, "Stupid human, dare to invade our underground world, I hope to dig out some information worthy of our help from your mouth in a while, otherwise, I will chop you up and feed our mounts." As if to match its master's threatening words, the bipedal wurm under the female elf's seat let out a demonstrative roar.

However, Shen Hao on the ground was still unresponsive like a dead man, and the female elf knew that this must be the effect of the poison and curse, she sneered, pulled the reins and turned around, and shouted softly to the left and right: "Take him back to the camp!" ”

The surrounding people suddenly agreed, followed the female elf to turn the horse's head, and the six elven cavalrymen who were pulling the net pocket stepped forward, wanting to pull Shen Hao up from the ground. But at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Shen Hao's tightly closed eyes opened suddenly, his eyes were radiant, and there was no sign of poisoning. Then I saw him rush up from the ground, and the six dark elves with nets were unprepared and staggered by him. A shout of rage was followed by a crisp cracking sound, and even the strongest minotaur warrior could not break free from the slightest silver net, and was torn into countless pieces like fragile straw paper.

Almost all the dark elves were shocked by this change, and instinctively looked back in the direction of Shen Hao, and the ones who reacted quickly had even picked up the weapons in their hands. However, the first thing that appeared in their sight was countless dense black spots, silent, but as fast as lightning.

"Puff puff puff—" The sound of arrows entering the flesh was accompanied by the screams of the dark elves, and twenty or thirty dark elves around them who could not dodge were shot down by the sudden arrow. Especially the nearest dark elf ranger, almost none of them were spared, and the worst one was hit by seven arrows, planted the riding beast with a muffled snort, and never lived again.

The female dark elf who led the team showed far more skills than her subordinates, and the spear in her hand shook off the spear flowers, shooting down the dark arrows that shot at her one by one, but before she could support the men around her, Shen Hao's figure was like a bird of prey in prey, and the strong wind had already pounced on her head.

It was too late for the female elf to dodge, so she barely raised the body of her spear and stabbed in the direction that Shen Hao pounced on. She didn't believe that Shen Hao would be stabbed by her hasty shot, but as long as she could force the other party to reveal a gap, she could control the wurm beast to quickly avoid the side, as long as she could open the distance, whether it was fighting or withdrawing, the rhythm would fall into her hands.

However, she still underestimated Shen Hao's strength, when she was bound by the net, the bulky double-edged battle axe fell out of her hand, but the sword in the stone was still held in his hand, and at this moment, she was condescending, and a sword slashed out with the momentum of wind and thunder, and it was already the last to come first, and it slashed heavily on the tip of the opponent's spear.

The spear in the female elf's hand is not ordinary, but an offensive fourth-level magic weapon, the Frost Whispering Spear, with frost elemental damage, and its material is no worse than Shen Hao's sword in the stone. However, even if the body of the Frost Whispering Spear could withstand the blow of the sword in the stone, the owner of the spear could not resist the huge force transmitted from the gun.

The female elf snorted in pain, her hands burst into tears, and the frost spear was split more than three meters away, just piercing a dark elf archer who was just about to pull the bow, and saw the moment the tip of the spear pierced into his body, a white light spread rapidly from the wound, and in an instant, this unlucky egg turned into a lifelike ice sculpture.

Splitting the spear of the female elf, Shen Hao's sword in the stone was castrated, and landed directly on the female elf's right shoulder, although Shen Hao had already removed the sword blade, and instantly retracted three points of strength, but although it was only a sword spine slap, the female elf's shoulder armor and the bones of that piece exploded at the same time, and one right arm shrugged down weakly.

The female elf screamed miserably, and before she had time to pull the reins of the mount, Shen Hao still landed on her wurm back, and the ape arm stretched out to catch her, pinched off the joint of her left arm, and threw it horizontally on the saddle.

Shen Hao's appearance at the moment was actually very embarrassed, the two open wounds on his chest had begun to heal, but the bleeding had not completely stopped, but the rest of his body was covered with dense, inch-long wounds, and the whole person was as if he had just been delayed.

These were all previous arrow wounds, and when he broke the net, he also forced out all the arrows that had been shot into his body, and with his exquisite muscle control, these arrows became a powerful weapon to fight back against the enemy. It's just that because the arrows have barbs on them, his wounds that were forced to die in this way have at least doubled in size, which has become so embarrassing.

In fact, Shen Hao was hardly affected by the poison prepared by the dark elves, after all, the sea was once difficult to turn into water, and after trying Shi Yuxuan's poison, this level of poison was completely negligible.

The only thing that gave him a headache was the strange curses, but luckily he also had a treasure at the bottom of the box, the cloak of Caesinavela. Although this demon-resistant cloak was turned into a beggar's suit by countless arrows due to insufficient physical resistance, the demon-resistant attributes in it still broke out at the first time, and those curse spells that made Shen Hao cast a rat trap were almost neutralized after only a few seconds. It's just that Shen Hao was caught off guard by the other party, so he pretended to be completely restrained. In the face of these cunning dark elves, if they can't kill with one hit, then endless harassment and grappling will follow.

From Shen Hao's sudden outburst to the capture of the female elf leader, in fact, it was only a breath of time. The surrounding dark elves reacted one after another, and the dark elves who were far away and were not injured by the shooting shouted angrily, wanting to rush over to save their leader, but there were too many injured companions in the inner circle, and they couldn't get close for a while.

A dark elf archer angrily drew his longbow, but his companion slapped his bow and arrow aside, scolding, "You're crazy! What should I do if I hurt the General? ”

Shen Hao smiled and pulled the reins, while his left hand slapped heavily on the wurmmon's hind buttocks. The bipedal wurmon is also a relatively advanced creature, and it is not happy to be ridden on it by an enemy, especially if the enemy has just captured its master. But the sharp pain in the back of the hip instantly destroyed its will to resist, and it immediately shook off its legs and rushed into the distance like the wind.

"Damn humans, filthy and cunning inferior creatures! There's a book where you kill me with a knife, and you can't get anything you want from me! It was by no means a comfortable thing to be placed on the back of a running wurm beast, the female elf felt that her internal organs were about to be turned upside down, and the injuries on her arms, the terrible severe pain stimulated her and she couldn't pass out, but the arrogant and stubborn nature of the dark elf still prompted her to scold Shen Hao.

Shen Hao rode the wurmon to rush wildly, ignoring her at all, the wurmmon's speed slowed down a little, he would slap it twice, and the poor wurmmon's heart was completely collapsed at this moment. After running for more than half an hour, the female captive also scolded for more than half an hour, the corners of Shen Hao's eyes jumped, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore, and a palm knife cut at the back of her neck, knocking her out completely.

didn't kill her, it wasn't because Shen Hao took pity on the jade, to be honest, although the dark elve's appearance and figure were very good, the dark complexion was not suitable for most human aesthetics; Shen Hao didn't have anything extra to dig out of the other party's mouth, but the other party was willing to say not to mention it, and he didn't have so much spare time to interrogate.

There was only one reason not to kill her, and it was a living soul, although it was not a Nightmare Hunter, it was indeed the soul of a living person. Shen Hao is not a virgin, but he does not have the habit of killing innocents indiscriminately.

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The border between Nigon and Ofer is the majestic Valques Mountains, which are like a wall that encloses the hellland of Ofer for thousands of miles, and is a natural protective barrier for Ofer, with rocky walls and pointed peaks like dogs' teeth. Since the entire mountain range is the work of ancient massive earth magic, it is not naturally generated, so there are no plants on the mountain, and there is no path to climb. It is only in the middle of the mountain range that a plain with a width of more than 100 kilometers is abruptly opened, which serves as the only passage between the two countries.

Neither country has established a pass on either side of the passage, and it is not known whether these underground races are not as obsessed with city defense as the Erathians on the ground, or because the two countries have never regarded each other as enemies. But now, on this small plain, hundreds of thousands of troops on both sides are in full battle, and although the decisive battle does not begin immediately, some small and medium-sized battles are happening from time to time.

On the watchtower made of igneous rock and paulownia wood, an old man with red hair and skin was holding his beard and looking at the battlefield in the distance with an indifferent face. After a while, he suddenly spoke: "You have just broken through, and the realm still needs to be stable, do you want to try your hand with those guys in front of you?" ”

Everywhere he pointed, he could see in the distance groups of mixed infantry of the Nigons encircling a lone Orver army in a huge encirclement, which was gradually shrinking. However, the resistance of the Older warriors was very stubborn, and although they were less than thirty percent of the opponents, they held out without being immediately routed or annihilated.

"That's a good idea, hehe, I was picked up like a rabbit by these guys a while ago, and it just made me angry." It was a young man's voice that answered, and he slowly lowered the hood of his mage robe, revealing a childish face that had not yet taken off his face, except for the long dark purple hair and oily eyes, his appearance was almost exactly the same as Xin Suran.