Chapter 824: Wood Elemental Plane (10)

The ancient elf altar in front of him worships the giant tree in front of him, but this place is called "Caspar Giant Tree Forest", which means that each tribe is estimated to have its own sacrificial "sacred tree", and the tribes do not live in harmony, and the rise and fall of survival is also a common thing, so if you want such a giant tree that is not as good as the "old demon" that is not even subdued by the boulder forest plane, it is necessary to accurately receive the power of the faith of the ancient elves, and use it to generate consciousness, and even give birth to a godhead, maybe it really needs to wait for hundreds of thousands of years as Leo said......

And what I am more concerned about is that the Minotaur the Great discovered the way to become a god without relying on the power of faith, which is the most important thing.

Now, Leo knows the secret, but he still hasn't told me.

It's not that he has to hide it, but because my own strength is not yet legendary, and my soul realm is not yet.

I need to thoroughly understand the fundamentals of my faith, even to the point of giving it up.

But I can't do it right now.

Although the orc god system, which is dominated by the Earth Mother God, has a lower and lower status in my heart, it is really difficult for me to let go.

In fact, when visiting the sacrifice ceremony of the Aura Cowmen in the wasteland plane, Leo has been observing them, and in the underground dark elf city, Leo originally wanted to sneak in and observe the ritual of the dark elves sacrificing the spider evil god, but I am afraid that with our strength, we will not be able to provoke the gods, even if the spider evil god is not a powerful god, so I can only give up.

Thinking like this, I can't help but want to see the sacrifice ceremony of the ancient elves with my own eyes, but unfortunately, the situation does not allow it now.

Ricardo, with ten earth elementals, had already beaten most of the ancient elves down.

"I've got a new idea," Ricardo waved at me, "this is their altar, and we can directly lure the main force of their tribe here and trap it, and we can go straight into the depths of the tribe!" ”

I watched a few of the Ancient Elves carefully restore the altar and said, "That's a good idea." ”

Then they joined the siege of Ricardo and was beaten down.

More and more of the ancient elves were knocked down, and the Wood Spirit Deer also relaxed, standing not far away, watching Ricardo tie up hundreds of their former natural enemies, and even began to eat grass carelessly.

More than 400 ancient elves were tied together, some unconscious, some still conscious, all angrily shouting "wow", and Ricardo ignored them.

Then, he took the ten earth elementals with him and hurried towards the way he came.

The Tyrannosaurus rex chased after it, and soon flew over and said, "A lot of green-skinned guys are chasing after you." ”

After a while, Ricardo returned alone.

He was followed by at least a thousand ancient elves!

Needless to ask, the earth element basically can't bear it.

Among these ancient elves, there were at least a hundred shamans, including those who had been tied up and thrown in the grass and were still wounded.

This time, the entire ancient elf tribe was out of anger!

Here, it is absolutely all the strength of their base camp.

It is said that Ricardo's desired effect has been achieved, but the problem is that now, he is the bait that lures the ancient elves away, and no one will go to the core of the ancient elf tribe to steal the land of life.

To tell the truth, now as long as I stand on their altar, even if I don't attack, just blindly dodge, I can completely drag them down and create time for Ricardo.

But I can't help.

And the magic pet summoned by Ricardo failed to accomplish this.

This test is really depressing......

Ricardo didn't panic, and directly dismissed a few wood spirit deer and released those wizard shamans.

"What's next?" I asked him.

Ricardo had already turned on the wind element acceleration and ran faster and faster, saying as he ran: "Plan ahead, I need to hold them back!" ”

Thousands of enemies, among which there is one-tenth of the legal wizard shaman, if you can't beat it, it's not enough, not to mention high-level demonic beasts, it's intermediate-level demonic beasts, dealing with such a group of subhuman races, it takes a little time to get it, but this "take a little time" is not so simple.

Although we are not in a particularly hurry, the principle of "high efficiency and labor-saving" must still be adhered to.

Ricardo began to run around the tree, and I made room for them to jump off the root arch and walk to the edge.

More than 100 ancient elves diverted from the large army to deal with me, and I also used my wind skills to blow them away, so that they realized that I was not easy to mess with, and they retreated and continued to chase Ricardo.

Ricardo seemed to be thinking about it, but he couldn't think of a suitable countermeasure, so he could only circle around the giant tree.

The giant tree was three or four hundred meters in diameter, and the thousand ancient elves did not all follow him in circles, some had already expected him to run to the other side, and they all ran to wait, and then a small number of wizard shamans ran over to carefully repair the altar once again.

As a result, Ricardo came back in a circle, and the ancient elves waiting on the other side immediately vented all their anger, and as a result, they didn't touch Ricardo's body at all, and all of them were blocked by protective shields.

Then, Ricardo went on a rampage, rushing straight into the crowd, and finally ran to the altar that had just been restored, and when he stepped on it, the altar was suddenly stirred up.

All of a sudden, all the Ancient Elves fell silent.

Ricardo jumped to the arch-shaped roots, and all the ancient elves actually stopped moving, and all looked at him.

The scene was unusually quiet.

Ricardo looked at them condescendingly, and they looked at Ricardo, just as I was standing at the altar of the village of Ville.

However, these people below are not full of piety and obedience, but calm before the anger reaches the extreme.

It's like the silence before a storm.

"Squeak"

An old elven shaman raised his staff and shouted hoarsely.

"Squeak"

All the Ancient Elves roared in unison.

Then, together with the enemy Ancient Elves, they attacked.

They threw whatever they had at Ricardo, and those who had nothing in their hands grabbed whatever they could touch around them or under their feet, except for their companions.

Wizard shamans who can use ranged skills will naturally not lose their most uncomfortable and most harmful skills.

It didn't help, but they had to do it in order to express their anger at the destruction of the altar, and the fear behind it that the destruction of the sacrificial site would likely bring disaster, something that both the intelligent races and subraces feared.

Ricardo was obviously aware that he had touched the bottom line of these ancient elves, but as a puppeteer, he obviously did not have such a rich emotion, and he did not feel guilty after destruction or fear after trouble, but realized that this matter could be used.

So, after easily dodging, he made a move that angered the ancient elves even more.

He climbed the giant tree.

Since the altar is cherished by the ancient elves, then, as the main body of the sacrifice, the giant tree is naturally the target of worship, and climbing the giant tree is not much different from destroying the altar.

Not surprisingly, the Old Elves are mad!

They all ran under the trees, raising their heads and shouting, but no one dared to attack.

This further confirms the importance that the ancient elves attached to the giant tree, or rather the awe, that Ricardo's new plan had succeeded.

He stepped on the trunk of the tree step by step, the soles of his feet were like the nails of an elder, and the whole person was parallel to the ground, completely ignoring the angry and screaming ancient elves below.

After walking a few dozen meters, he turned around, faced the ground, and walked here.

The Old Elves just gathered tightly under the tree, their shouts getting quieter and quieter.

I looked at Ricardo's actions and said, "Do you want to give him the glider?" ”

Leo said: "If he didn't say no, I don't think he was trying to use the glider. ”

We were speculating, but the Old Elves chanted again.

I also saw that more than 300 meters above the ground with the trunk of the tree, more than a dozen pythons with a length of more than 10 meters suddenly crawled out of the cracks in the bark.

These pythons should be the protection mechanism of this giant tree.

Ricardo didn't seem to notice, and waved defiantly at the Old Elves.

The ancient elves didn't know whether they were scared or happy, and they screamed even harder.

The pythons, almost all of which were low-level magical beasts, silently swam towards Ricardo by clinging to the bark of the tree.

As the python approached, the ancient elves stopped calling.

Ricardo must have been aware of this, but he still pretended not to know, until the python swam less than ten meters behind him and grasped the hilt of the sword with the gem set at his waist.

The sword was unsheathed, reflecting a blind, brief flash.

The heads of the first two pythons were immediately cut off.

The two python heads and the blood sprayed all over the sky were deflected by the wind carried by the blade, and not a single drop of blood spilled on him.

Immediately after, the python body that lost its head fell like a rope that had lost its traction, slightly behind the head, and landed between the ancient elf collar.

The ancient elves suddenly dispersed with a "boom".

Ricardo didn't stop, turned around and walked towards the python.

Then, a rain of blood drenched the Ancient Elves below, who had not had time to run far.

Fourteen pythons that lost their heads fell near the roots of the tree, including the area where the altar and the root arch were located, were not covered by blood rain, and the area under the tree suddenly became a terrible hellish slaughterhouse!

The Old Elves were frightened and scattered, but none of them went far.

Ricardo stood more than a hundred meters above the ground, watching them.

At this time, on the other side of the canopy, something flew out again.

This is a flock of silvery-white birds.