Valrhona Lin Ge, that's the name of the Wood Elf Maiden.

Don't look at her as a newly expired Lori, she is 64 years old, but the age of the wood elves is different from that of humans in various senses.

As a high-level wood elf with a noble bloodline, she is 'woodborn'.

A pair of wood elves and men who love each other dedicate their love crystals to the Divine Tree, once the Divine Tree, known as the Tree of Life, chooses to accept this crystal, the child will be hung in a pouch next to the Divine Tree to absorb the nutrients provided by the Divine Tree to grow.

This growth is 50 years before it really 'buds' into the world.

On the Kaos Continent, the adult age of the wood elves is 65 years old, and they can live to be more than 300 years old, and it is not uncommon for elders to be 500 years old.

In a sense, Valrhona Lin Ge is also a 14-year-old Lori who is about to expire, but she will be considered an adult as long as she is one year older.

Valrhona's oath was in the Wood Elf language, and although the divine power of the gods could give Martin a general understanding of the content of the oath, the tongue-twisting prayer really gave Martin a headache.

Luckily, the vow wasn't long, and by the time she finished it, she had two minutes left to start shrinking.

At this point, the big picture has changed.

Martin never imagined that the six orcs were so violent, divided into two ways, and each pressed the opponent to fight.

On the side of the two humans, one of whom was already dead, he broke an arm, and then brandished a large sword with his remaining hand like a mad tiger to stop the two black orcs who were pursuing. Another human, who had been saved by him, was riding the only horse and was running wildly into the circle.

The four dwarves over there also broke one of them, and even their heads were torn off, and their huge heads were attached to their backbones, and they were being thrown by a white-haired werewolf like a meteor hammer, becoming the material for that guy to show off his might.

The remaining three dwarves held large shields back to back, and in embarrassment, they struck back from time to time with chains and sledgehammers at the besieging four orcs.

Of course, the biggest key is that there are not only four orcs on the orc's side, but also more than a dozen war wolves that ran out of nowhere, and even their backs are half a human-tall warrior wolf.

"Orc tamer!" Francis gritted her teeth, "If you're not mistaken, it's the [Wolf King] over there, right?"

At this time, three pairs of eyes fell on Martin again.

Every pair of eyes is asking: What to do?

In fact, looking at the twinkle in her eyes, she knew that Francise definitely had her own ideas, but she obviously had to listen to Martin first, and if Martin's was better, she would have remained silent.

Normally, it is the best choice to merge with the human who escaped on horseback, and it is estimated that the other party is also willing to huddle.

Martin's decision was: "We're going to sneak and ignore the humans, and I'm going to get to the distance where we can sneak up on the wolves before we shrink in circles." ”

As soon as Martin said it, everyone immediately understood.

Ordinary orcs, most of them are teasers with a mess of brains, and they will fight non-stop "wow, wow, wow!" all day long, and they will be scared when they see people. But those who can be regarded as 'maggots' by the gods are already guys whose brains and combat power belong to the level of good seedlings.

Although the orcs have an arrogant side, the benefits are also obvious, if they kill these two humans and four dwarves, even if they lose one or two people in the process, the next is the orc side that has the advantage, after all, they have an animal trainer, which means that they will fight more and less anyway.

At this time, the human being is not greatly improved, maybe that guy has been killed by the orcs and has become a burden, but he will expose his whereabouts in advance and lose the opportunity!

It just so happens that three of Martin's side wear copycat gilly suits, and one comes with a fantasy version of optical camouflage, so it's not too easy to sneak.

Their operation was so successful that they even hid the human who ran over. It was a young human knight, and he seemed to have come running with the idea of joining Martin. After all, in the oracle's proclamation, Martin is 'the golden glitter from Baccaria'.

It's just that his call for help is doomed to fail, and when he rode quickly to the area where Martin was originally located, the four Martins had already moved to a place close to the northwest. The young knight could only circle the south like a fly with a blind head.

In a short time, the two orcs who had killed the human swordsman after the break also rode wild boars and rushed towards the lone human knight......

In the northwest, the fierce battle between dwarves and orcs has reached the most critical moment.

Although the dwarves were armed with shields, they were all wounded by the harassment and flutter of the agile wolves. As the battle progressed, their agility and reflexes decreased.

The point is, the circle of poison is about to start shrinking again.

The safe zone was very close to where they were fighting, and the edge was about thirty meters away from them. Under normal circumstances, even if their legs are short, they will run for about ten seconds.

The situation at this moment really confirms the saying 'the end of the world is close at hand'!

The four orcs no longer seek to take the initiative. They just keep harassing on the periphery. Throw a few worthless stone axes over from time to time to make the dwarves nervous. At the heart of the orc is the white-haired werewolf riding on a huge white wolf, who from time to time let out a low roar from his mouth, directing the large horses to run in circles around the battlefield left and right, constantly harassing the three dwarves.

Once the dwarves are found to be moving towards the safety zone, they immediately attack in a wild way, desperately killing one or two war wolves to stop the dwarves' movements.

They all stopped between the dwarves and the safe zone, and surrounded the dwarves in order to brutally trap the three dwarves in the poison circle.

"Barney! no! we have to rush!" shouted a dwarf with an orange beard.

"No!Borg, wait!" The golden-bearded dwarf called Barney was also quite embarrassed, and he opened the teeth of a war wolf with his shield, and returned the hammer, beating the wolf's half mouth into a bloody blur.

Even so, the wolf didn't retreat, but just whimpered, retreated to the periphery and continued to circle around.

"What the hell are you waiting for?"

"I'm waiting for that 'Golden Flash', which is also maggot-level, and there will be a gap in combat power, but it will definitely not allow him to complete 15 kills. I always had the feeling that that guy wasn't just a warrior, but a commander. If that's the case, he won't let go of this opportunity. ”

Barney had barely finished speaking when he saw flashes of light coming from the direction of the safe zone.

For the first moment, Barney didn't react.

Soon he understood.

"Look at the signal...... After three long flashes...... Assault?" Barney translated the flashing signal in Dwarven language, almost dreamlike, "Hell, this signal is at least fifty years old. How does that guy know? Okay! I know, let's give him a go!"