Hearing Samir's words, the Flame Clan's clansmen hesitated for a moment.

A trembling old elf reluctantly touched the bag in his hand, and lifted the corner, revealing a thick old book engraved with gorgeous patterns.

His voice was bitter:

"This ...... These are all paper classics that we desperately brought out from the Elven Forest back then, and they are the inheritance of the elves for thousands of years, and if we leave it behind, the elves ......"

Samir looked at him with a complicated look and sighed:

"The Mother Goddess has returned, and civilization can continue, but if the elves are all dead, then there will be nothing."

Firosil touched the heavy genealogy of the Flame Clan he carried, and a cloudy tear flashed in the corners of his eyes.

"Alas......"

She sighed, and under the incredulous gaze of the old elves, she ruthlessly threw the heavy genealogy of the Flame Clan, which had been passed down for thousands of years, and recorded countless histories and glories of the clan, to the ground......

"Clan...... Patriarch! ”

Several of the old elves were shocked.

Firosil glanced at them and released the aura of the black iron superior on his body......

For a moment, all the old elves fell silent and looked at her pleadingly.

Fei Luosir avoided their gaze, and his voice was as cold as iron, and with an irrefutable momentum:

"History is written by civilization, and the carrier of silver civilization is, after all, the elves themselves, and if we can't even protect ourselves, these classics ...... Don't! ”

"Look at the children of the clan! We still have a future, we still have hope! We've lived a life of displacement, and we can't afford to let them live our lives again! ”

After speaking, she commanded in a loud voice in an old voice:

"Everyone, throw away the weight and dry food, only carry weapons, and protect the children to break through at full speed!"

Seeing that the respected old patriarchs were like this, the elves hesitated for a moment, and then threw the luggage in their hands on the ground one after another.

For a while, there were some weeping in the crowd.

The old elves, with red eyes, drew their weapons, glanced sadly at the luggage on the ground, and followed with a roar:

"Breakout! We break through! ”

Countless magical radiances bloomed from them.

These old elves who have survived to the present day, although they are already very old, they were also the most powerful warriors of the elven race!

Looking at the clansmen who turned their grief into strength, Fei Luosir felt a little trance for a while.

It was as if she had returned to the days when she led the elven legions, desperately trying to break out of the Elven Forest under the resistance of the combined forces of humans, orcs, and half-drakes......

Taking a deep breath, she held up her thousand-year-old staff of flame:

"Guys, let's go! Let's go home! ”

A dazzling magical glow was released from the staff, and the plants in front of them suddenly gave way of their own way.

Three-ring magic, [Jungle Command].

More than 200 elves began to change formations, and all the old elves came to the outermost periphery, spearheaded by elven warriors and elven rangers, backed by mages, druids, and elven archers.

The young men carried the young elves on their backs and were protected in the middle of the team.

"Rush!"

They shouted and charged along the path opened by the patriarch.

And after they left, the plants closed again, obscuring the original path.

"Not good! Those elves want to break through! ”

The orc scout, who had been watching in the distance, changed his expression and hurriedly blew the horn again.

And the orc team hidden in the Elven Forest also began to act under the guidance of the horn.

"Those scouts are delivering the news, kill them!"

Hearing the scout's horn, Samir's expression changed and he yelled at the elven hunters in the group.

Several elven hunters hesitated, and they habitually aimed at each other's limbs.

At that moment, an elderly elf snatched the bow and aimed it at the orc scout......

The arrow came in an instant, piercing the orc's throat with precision.

Then, the old elf looked at the hunters, and said with red eyes:

"When is it, stop being merciful! Think about how they've treated us over the years! Is your precise archery just for target shooting?! ”

"Even if killing will cause us to die and fall into hell, we will fight for the Flame Clan!"

Hearing his words, a trace of shame flashed across the faces of several elven hunters.

But soon, their expressions became firm, and they raised their bows and arrows.

And the main force of the orcs finally intercepted the elves of the Flame Tribe under the guidance of the horn.

Nearly a hundred heavily armed orcs rushed out of the forest, and with the blessing of the priest's divine magic, their bodies flashed with the brilliance of divine power, blocking the elves' path.

At the same time, there were more orcs, coming from farther in the forest.

"Leave no old elves behind, capture all the women and young elves alive!"

In the orc ranks, the priest leading the group let out a shout.

"Humph!"

Samir let out a cold snort, and powerful magic continued to gather in his body.

Having accepted Eve's divine favor, he has become a level 41 silver lower natural priest.

But in fact, he also has another profession -

Druid.

At the same time as the natural priest profession was promoted, his druid profession also received feedback, and he was also promoted to the silver rank!

This is the real reason why Eve chose to let him go in search of the elves!

In order to protect the secrets of the Mother Goddess, Samir does not plan to use magic lightly, but the magic that belongs to the druids can be used.

And with the sound of a muffled incantation, countless thick vines emerged from the dirt, entwining the orcs who rushed up.

"Intermediate Druid!"

Among the orcs, the priest let out a strange scream, and even the whole team was stunned.

Intermediate ...... That's already the presence of silver.

In the entire cave tribe, only the chief priest has this strength!

For a moment, the orcs were a little confused.

The old elves at the front of the line were in good spirits, and they drew their weapons and seized the opportunity to chop the hapless orcs to the ground.

However, if you look closely, you will find that the elves did not kill the orcs, as long as they lost their combat effectiveness, they no longer pursued them......

Benevolent......

It is the glory of the elves, but also the sorrow of the elves.

Samir's magic is like a subversive weight thrown into the scales of war.

The powerful control magic was unleashed, and the combat power of the orcs was almost instantaneous, and in the face of desperate elves, they were good at hand-to-hand combat, and they were defeated for a while.

However, even with the strength of silver, Samir could not control all the orcs.

There were still quite a few orcs rushing in and fighting with the elves.

And as soon as the battle is engaged, the gap is also reflected.

The old elves are older, while the orcs are mostly young and strong.

They already had the upper hand in physique and energy, and they received orders to exterminate the old elves, so they ...... In just a few moments, several old elves fell.

Looking at the clansmen who died in battle, Fei Luosir's eyes were red.

Every old elf who has survived to the present day is her comrade-in-arms.

And every old elf who has gone through a long time has also mastered countless knowledge......

In times of peace, every elder is the most precious existence of the ethnic group.

But now, they have to fight for the future of their community.

Firosir closed his eyes, then jerked them open again.

She turned her grief into strength, and while constantly applying magical shields to the people in front of her, she roared:

"Kill! Let's kill it! ”

The death of the old elves was not without effect, they also consumed the strength of the orcs.

In desperation, they actually tore open the encirclement!

Seeing the forest ahead, Samir's eyes lit up and he shouted:

"We're going to break through! Let's work hard, get out of the battle quickly, and don't get entangled with the orcs! ”

After speaking, he glanced at the injured old clansmen in the team, gritted his teeth and said:

"The elderly and the wounded...... Leave the broken after! ”

After saying that, he said to Firosil:

"Fei Luosir, you lead your clan to break through, and I will stay to help break the queen!"

Firosil's eyes froze, and he wanted to say something, but when he saw Samir's determined gaze, he finally had to nod:

"You...... Be sure to keep up. ”

After saying that, she raised her staff and shouted again:

"Breakout!"

Then she moved on with the rest of her people.

The priest's face changed when he was hiding in the ranks of the orcs:

"Not good! They're going to break out! Fast! Summon Mistress Mirell! Can't let them break through! ”

The orcs on the side received the order, and hurriedly took out a horn and blew it into the sky:

"Whew-"

The sound of the trumpet was extremely loud and heard far and wide......

Soon, countless birds flew out of the forest, and they began to flee in all directions, as if frightened in some way.

“Rua——”

A hiss of excitement came from the sky.

"What sound?"

The elves immediately became extremely vigilant.

However, before they could raise their heads, a huge coercion descended on the scene.

Including the orcs, all of them involuntarily struck in an instant.

A huge shadow loomed over the elves who had broken through.

Firosil looked up slowly.

She saw a terrifying behemoth!

A hideous appearance, jet-black scales, a skull-like head, and the signature spikes and horns on top of the head......

In an instant, her pupils shrank suddenly, and the whole person couldn't help but exclaim:

"Black ...... Black Dragon! ”

Black Dragon!

Of all the dragons in the world of Saigs—

The most violent, vicious, and notorious existence!