Chapter 231: Reinforcements!

Hiss never dreamed that in tattooing a planet, Bu, in addition to the powerhouse of the advanced civilization who led the division to the whereabouts, there were actually people who could destroy his clone and seal his spiritual imprint.

This kind of technology is something that many fifth-level civilizations can only possess by certain big forces, and it is not at all a technology that ordinary interstellar adventurers can have.

"This guy looks like he's going to be tough." Hades quickly calmed down and frowned, thinking about how to deal with Ling Zhan's confrontation

"Looks like that's the only way to do it!" Hades turned into a black light at his feet, I don't know.

The imperial capital of the Elven Empire, Augsg City, is guarded by four miracle trees, and it is the country with the strongest defense above the Big 6.

The Elven Empire is known for being inclusive and artistic. In the past, the city of Augsg was called the temple of art by the Big 6, and countless famous artists of all nationalities came from the city. And because of the policy of treating all races equally, opposing the slave trade, you can see people of all races such as sea tribes, elves, orcs, and dwarves in the prosperous city of Augsg.

It's just that at this time, this city, known as the Great 6 Mingshu, is now in the midst of a war, and outside the city of Augsg, there are dozens of miles above the ground, except for the undead and the undead.

The sky was covered in black clouds with eerie magic unleashed by the Undead Tower. There was not a single ray of sunlight that could reach the ground within a radius of tens of miles, and the entire land was plunged into darkness.

The only glimmer of light is the four gigantic miracle trees that surround the city of Augsg!

As if an otherworldly version of Resident Evil, on the ground, more than 10 million undead roared towards the four miracle trees.

As soon as those zombies and skeletons approached those huge miracle trees, countless vines suddenly grew on the body of the miracle tree to entangle those zombies and skeletons, and then twisted, those zombies turned into piles of minced meat, and those skeletons turned into piles of broken bones.

The Miracle Tree was a hundred meters high, and every time it stretched out, the vines were tens of thousands small, and each attack could strangle thousands of undead around it.

And those zombies and skeletons also armed with a variety of extremely sharp bone spur weapons to attack the vines of those miracle trees, cutting off many of them.

About 300,000 Death Elf archers also shot bone arrows full of death-fighting spirit in addition to the terrifying vines of those Miracle Trees, and blasted towards the green wall of light outside the Miracle Tree that was full of green Dao mellow and full of vitality.

The 200,000 elven archers were scattered on top of the four miracle trees, constantly shooting arrows full of fighting spirit, shooting at the death elf archers who posed the greatest threat to the miracle tree.

In front of those death elf archers, there were dense witch corpses, and with a single move, these witch corpses made a move, and a terrifying bone shield composed of dozens of black skeletons appeared in front of them, blocking those arrows full of fighting spirit one by one.

The archery skills of the elven archers are unrivaled in the world, and even with the protection of the bone shield, the elven archers of the rest of the dead are still shot in the head from time to time by these elven archers with superb archery skills.

It's just that even if the head of these death elf archers is broken, as long as they pick up the head of another skeleton and put it on, they are still a good man, and only by destroying all their bones can they really eliminate a death elf archer.

These Death Elf Archers are a little more difficult than the original Level 4 Swift Worms!

From time to time, on the Miracle Tree, elven magicians appeared, casting a wide range of attack magic to blast at the relatively elite death elf archers and witch corpses of the undead clan below.

However, in addition to the range attack magic above level 8 magic, ordinary medium and low-level attack magic, those annoying witch corpses can be dissolved one by one.

The undead attack is non-stop day and night, and the elves can only rotate day and night to kill the undead army below.

The assault had been going on for seven days and seven nights, and the number of undead destroyed had exceeded five million. This number of undead bones can already build an unknown number of corpse slopes in front of the Miracle Tree, but the corpses of these undead are burned by the elven magicians using magic every time they accumulate to a certain extent, and the corpse slope is not successfully built, otherwise these undead can directly attack the elven empire through the corpse slope, then that kind of casualties are definitely not something the elven empire can afford.

Not to mention the undead, it is not a simple matter to kill five million pigs in seven days. The number of undead who can destroy is so large that ninety-five percent of the undead are strangled by those four miracle trees. In the past seven days and seven nights, the four miracle trees have hardly stopped strangling those undead, and those undead have not stopped pounced on the four miracle trees.

It's just that the undead clan has paid the price of five million Lu Ling's destruction in seven days and seven panics, and it is not that there is no gain, the patron saint of the Elven Empire, the Miracle Tree, at this time, each one is already scarred, and the number of vines sticking out has been greatly reduced. Originally, after the vines were cut by the undead, they could be restored immediately, as if they were cut forever. At this point, it was already very sparse. The efficiency of slaughtering the undead has also begun to become ineffective.

The huge tree was also covered with all kinds of scars. The green wall of light that was originally full of green Dao was extremely mellow and full of vitality, as if it had substance, was also dimmed at this time. Obviously, it doesn't take long for these miracle trees to continue fighting.

And on the miracle tree, although there were rotational rests, the long and high-intensity shooting still made many elven archers tired.

The elven mages were equally exhausted from using fire magic to burn the bones of the undead piled up under the Tree of Miracles and attacking the elven archers who were hiding behind the witch corpses.

Although these elven warriors have worked very hard, although the cruel killing of seven days and seven nights has also caused great damage to the undead army, but standing on the miracle tree, looking from a distance, the undead outside have no sign of decreasing, except for the undead or the undead, such a terrifying scene makes people very desperate!

Although there are still some aces in the Elven Empire, the Chimera Legion and the Air Force have not been dispatched, but the most elite and powerful Death Knight Legion of the Undead Legion has also not appeared.

"Captain, are we going to die?" a young warrior of the elven clan gasped as he looked at the endless army of undead and asked an elven warrior with a seventh-level sword master cultivation.

"No, hold on. As soon as the Four-Nation Alliance arrives, these undead will definitely be destroyed by us!" the young elven swordsman said loudly, boosting the morale of his subordinates.

The morale of the young elven warrior was shaken by such encouragement. He began to bend his bow and shoot arrows again. Shoot Dao Dao Fighting Qi arrows, blasting through the gaps in the bone shields condensed by those witch corpses towards the death elf archers below. It's also the only target worth shooting.

Those zombies and skeleton warriors better make the Miracle Tree slaughter more efficient!

Although comforted his subordinates. The young elf seventh-level swordsman sighed in his heart, he knew that if he didn't get reinforcements today, he was afraid that the elf empire would not escape.

Under the protection of the Tree of Miracles,1 less than a hundred Elven warriors were accidentally killed, but when the Tree of Miracles was destroyed, when the elves were slaughtered, all the Elven warriors knew this very well.

It's full of art there. In the exquisite and luxurious palace of the Elven Empire, His Majesty Abercien, the Emperor of the Elven Empire, sat on the throne and below his throne, there were two columns of the Elven Empire.

Among these important ministers. Mostly elves, but also some humans, and even an orc and a dwarf.

At this time, these important ministers of the Elven Empire all looked out with a look of anxiety on their faces, and they looked out with some uneasiness.

Soon, a young elven magician with an eighth-level cultivation walked into the palace.

As soon as the young elven magician walked into the palace, everyone's eyes were focused on him with anticrative and hopeful eyes.

"How is it?" asked Bai Sien, whose eyes were full of excitement and majesty.

"The teleportation magic is disturbed by the powerful and evil magic in the sky, and it is still impossible to communicate with the outside world!" Bi Weisi's words shattered the hopes of many people.

"Damn, why hasn't the Empire of Light come to save us?"

"What about the Sea Clan, we helped them a lot in the first place!"

"Damn!"

The Elven Empire is not as strict as humans. Hear this terrible news. The important ministers of the Elven Empire were noisy.

"Quiet!" Abshien said with a furrowed brow.

There was a sudden silence below.

"Illiton, how long can we hold out?" asked Aberseen, looking down at an elven general in charge of the Elven Empire's defense.

"If there are no reinforcements. The Miracle Tree can only last six hours!" Illiton replied quickly.

"Let's fight to the death, then!" Abershien stood up, drew his sword, and walked out of the palace without hesitation.

The undead do not take prisoners. Even if you want to surrender, there is no way, the important ministers of the Elven Empire glanced at each other, those important ministers who were not weak in martial arts followed closely behind Abersean, and the rest of the important ministers who had no combat power also hesitated, and then went out.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the Demon Worm Clan, the reinforcements of the Demon Worm Clan have appeared!" a communications officer rushed to Abercian in the palace of the Elven Empire in a very frustrated manner, and exclaimed with great joy. (To be continued)