Chapter 1140: One Enemy (7)

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Lotta sat down, closed her eyes, and began to chant the old ballad.

As soon as the seal entered the groove, it immediately merged with the Tree of Life, with the seal as the center, the green brilliance radiated out, and quickly stretched out towards the entire Tree of Life, the entire Tree of Life, all emitted a green light full of vitality, feeling the rich breath of life, all the elves put down their work, turned their faces to look at the Tree of Life, sat on the spot, and sang ancient songs.

Countless voices, immature, mature, old...... It all came together into one voice, and it was the song of the elves.

In the midst of the song, the green light on the tree of life slowly dispersed, and then it was like a huge translucent green umbrella spreading out little by little over the entire elven village.

Loas shot an arrow through a rushing werewolf cavalry, and turned his face to look at the elven village not far away, at this time, they were about to rush out of the jungle, out of the jungle and down the hillside, it was the elven village.

"Hold on, everyone, don't let them enter the village until the barrier is activated!"

With a shout, he lunged forward, stabbing his dagger at the nearest werewolf soldier, humming the old ballad.

All the elves rushed to kill with all their might, their bodies scratched and broken, and the blood flowed, but they still sang the old song in their mouths.

In the bloody battle like the Shura field, the ballad that was originally a praise for life seems to make people's blood boil.

In the song, the elven enchantment expanded little by little, and the werewolves trampled on the corpses and blood of the elves to expand their power step by step towards the outside of the jungle, and then behind, tens of thousands of orc armies had also followed.

Loas struck a heavy blow on the dagger, and then took a step back, and the whole thing had already retreated into the sunlight outside the jungle, feeling the sunlight that suddenly enveloped him, and his heart did not have the joy of seeing the sunshine on weekdays.

He turned his face to look at the elven village down the hillside.

The light curtain at the bottom of the elven enchantment was about two people high from the ground.

"Everyone, hold on!"

Loas gritted his teeth, took a step forward, and forcefully pushed back the blade that the blood blade had pressed on.

It's just a pity that he blocked the blood blade, but it was impossible for other elves to block the orc cavalry like a tide, and there were already nearly a hundred meters of werewolf cavalry rushing out of the jungle, running onto the grass, and rushing towards the direction of the elf village.

"Stop!"

Loas turned his face and fired an arrow of light that deflected out of the string and shot through one of the cavalrymen, while the bloody blade behind him had swung out a long saber and shot at his body, and he hurriedly dodged, narrowly avoiding the vital point in his heart, the blade stabbing into his left arm.

With a swing of his sword, Loas flew upside down.

The person was in the air, the longbow had been deployed, and the six arrows were on the gong string at the same time, and the blood on the left arm of the bow had already gushed out like flowing water, but he just gritted his teeth and ignored it, and obliquely aimed at the few werewolves in the front, loosening his fingers.

Burst!

The six arrows were unstringed at the same time, shooting at the four werewolves who rushed in front of them, and two of them hit the werewolf mounts, and there were several elves around who also didn't care about their opponents, and turned around to shoot the werewolves who rushed to the vicinity of the elven village.

They are all good archers, but the number of werewolves is too much, and after such a long time of fighting, the number of 100 people has already been sharply reduced to less than 30%.