We stalked around the outskirts of the village, clearing out the vigilant sentries one by one. The surface elves, who thought they were well hidden in the bushes, were smuggled behind them by the rogue members of the strike team using the shadows of the bushes, and died an unknown death.

The elven race originally had an innate advantage over other races in terms of hearing, searching, and detection, so I and other commandos who were not as stealthy as thieves kept aiming at the sentries with bows and crossbows to prevent the thieves who touched the sentry from being spotted during their actions, but none of the sentries could spot the killer behind them before being killed.

It's a pity that I didn't have the opportunity to play. Ever since I reached the surface, I've had a strange feeling, the same feeling I had when I had almost ignored the past when I reached level 6 in the Burning Trolls of the Barren Dome. It's a sense of coercion that seems to be being spied on.,And if there's nothing.,I guess it's related to the spider god queen...... Rose is the proctor of the trial? This thought made me nervous, as if I was back in school, facing exams, but I didn't know what to take.

The so-called trial is a test of ability and loyalty, and with my and Yichen's understanding of Rose, it is speculated that the performance of ability is related to killing, and the performance of loyalty is to kill Rose's enemy, the surface elf hated by the Queen of God. But I've only shot an arrow until now, and I've worked with other commandos to kill a giant eagle raised by a surface elf. If the reality of the trial is as we speculated, then my trial results are far from enough.

The village of the surface elves has a flavor of harmony with nature, and the buildings are very simple at first glance, but they are just houses built with grass and trees as the main structure, but they are integrated with the forest where they are located, and some are directly hidden between the branches of the trees.

A campfire burned in the middle of the village, and many surface elves, dressed in brightly colored clothes, sang and danced around the campfire.

Hit the jackpot, this is the high elf, the one that Rose hates the most among the surface elves.

There are also several types of surface elves.

Known as the noblest and most solemn of all the elven races, the gray elves are another outlier of the elven race in addition to the dark elves, arrogant and withdrawn, living in isolated mountain castles, treating other races, including other elven cousins, as inferior creatures, better at magic than other elves, and known for their upright or self-righteous old-fashioned style, and their way of acting and social laws are very similar to those of humans.

Known as Green Elves, Forest Elves, or Wood Elves, wild elves avoid non-elven races and have no trust in each other, especially humans. It is the stronger branch of the elves, maintains a primitive life, and is considered a barbarian among the elven race. The clothing is simple, usually woven from animal skins and basic plants.

Sea elves, also known as aquatic elves or water elves, have webbed hands and feet and have the ability to breathe in water. Live in the depths of waves and oceans.

The most common and the most numerous of the elves are the most civilized of the elven subspecies. It is also one of the player's optional races. They love stories, music, art and dance, as well as brightly coloured clothes. The group in front of me fits the characteristics of all the high elves.

In the words of Instructor Crest, who taught us a history lesson, the High Elves are the main race that expelled the Dark Elves to the Dark Regions, and they have committed infinite sins against the Dark Elves. In the religious books I had read in my library, the clues revealed from the one-sided and distorted accounts involved Rose and the elven god Corellon Larysian, whose former lover was said to have banished her to the abyss. And like most of the dark elves believe in Rose, the High Elves are also the main believers of Corellon Larysian. Well~~~ Why do you want to do so much, it's arranged by the system anyway, as long as you know that Rose hates the high elves. So dealing with the high elves should improve the results of the exam, no, the results of the trial.

The sound of a dozen bowstrings flicking was so neat that it almost sounded like a single sound. The arrows struck at the horde of High Elves surrounding the campfire, mixed with two dazzling bolts of lightning, and the two mage members of the assault team used the strongest spells they could use......

Wouldn't these NPC Dark Elf mages remember fire-related spells? At this time, using the "Fireball Technique", which is also a third-level spell, is much better than the "Lightning Beam" with a straight line kill.

A crystal scepter stretched out from his side, and a bolt of lightning swooped straight in the direction of the High Elves, but after hitting one High Elf, it turned to another, and the lightning arc jumped in the cluster of High Elves, forming a power grid. I squinted my eyes and saw that the instructor was satisfactorily retracting the crystal scepter...... I said how I saw him with 12 silver pins on his chest, which turned out to be a sixth-level "chain of lightning". After hitting the primary target, the Chain Lightning can also hit as many other targets as the caster's level, requiring a Crystal Scepter and a number of silver pins of the caster's level. So the instructor is a level 12 mage, and he just killed 13 high elves in seconds, and the high-level mage is too strong...... However, this is a trial, why are you a level 12 mage competing with us for results?

The song of the high elves turned into a cry of terror. The commandos dropped their fired crossbows, drew their weapons and rushed over. Except for mages...... and me.

I used a compound short bow, so I didn't have to have any trouble winding it, and I shot down two more before the other commandos could get close to the high elves.

There are many high elves, several times the number of us, but the combat power is just reversed. Most of the high elves who had gathered together were wearing brightly colored costumes that had no defense, and the weapons in their hands were also improvised tools that were set aside. The commandos slashed the elves in front of them like tigers entering the flock, chopping melons and vegetables.

I kept aiming and shooting, and the poisoned arrows were fired in the direction of the fierce battle, knocking down the high elves who had taken up arms and resisting one by one, and occasionally snatching points from other commandos......

The guys on the surface are very bad, although they were caught off guard and were raided in time, but it seems that there are no high-level people among them. The surface world is less competitive, so it can't compare to the dark elves who endure a difficult underground environment and harsh social competition. It is said that humans who also live on the surface are even more unbearable, and in remote areas, the sheriff of a small town is no more than a level 5 warrior. Of course, the above refers to NPCs, which have been added with a lot of variables after the influx of players into Magic World.

The High Elves were never able to organize an effective resistance, and the confrontation quickly turned to carnage. I haven't finished my bag of poisoned arrows, the other side has been defeated, and the high elves have lost the morale to continue to resist and have fled. The battle turned into a hunt.

I chased the fleeing High Elves with the compound shortbow, turning them into the results of the trial.

Hum ~~~ This is the third prey that I caught up with and shot down in the back, including the dozen or so that I shot down by the campfire before, although I can't compare with the instructor, but compared with other commandos, the results are already among the best.