Hundreds of elven archers were dozens of meters ahead, their bows were full, and arrows were shining between their fingers.

The five intruders did not dare to move in the slightest. The elves' magical enchantment hid all the elves behind them, and even the murderous aura was completely obscured. And this round of salvo not only showed the elves' excellent archery skills, but also showed their lack of actual combat experience. In fact, it only takes a dozen arrows to make the opponent dodge, and another round of arrows while dodging the volley can definitely turn anyone into a hedgehog. No one wants the elves to use this sniping trick on themselves, so they don't move.

The man didn't move. Even an instantaneous Dou Qi protection is only for a short time, and the eyes cannot be protected by Dou Qi, and it is not much more difficult for an elven archer to shoot an eye than to shoot an elephant.

They didn't move, perhaps because they were stunned. As the magical barrier was burned, it fluctuated, and several dead trees that had been ordinary-looking moved at the same time. The huge body that was ten meters tall waved the arms of the withered branches, and slowly walked over step by step. Some of the vines on the ground also writhed like snakes, and many spikes gradually grew on them.

Behind the elves were more than a dozen tall unicorns, with magical glow flowing on their sharp horns as thick as arms, and no one doubted their danger and lethality because these animals were herbivorous.

A loud buzzing sound sounded over the elves' heads, and wasps, larger than Massachusetts, flew and circled in the air, looking straight at people's scalps. The wasp's tail sting needle was only slightly exposed, and although it was much smaller than the arrow on the elf's hand, it could kill a person even if it was only pierced on the finger.

"Call the stinky to deal with these things?* He's Helika's mother. Hilton muttered as he watched the dead tree turn into a giant, unable to hold his sword steadily. He knew that even a thousand swords on this thing would probably not help, and that a single kick from the trunk of a large tree would squash him like a mouse.

He's really, such a strange magic and the arrows of the elves are matched with an army, and even an army will definitely not be pleased.

"Please stop. We're friends. The man raised his hands and shouted again. But this time, he turned from a surrenderer to a friend.

"Friend? We don't have a friend like you. "A strange outfit, it should be an elder earth elf who shouted loudly and raised his hand. "There's a heavy dark aura about this man. Kill ...... first"

"I was sent by Cedros. The man roared almost hoarsely. Elven Elder's hand paused as it landed on the ground.

Hilton and Jessica had good eyesight, and they could see that the muscles on the hands of the elven archers were bulging because they were about to let go and immediately tense. In the blink of an eye, the hundred arrows were shot.

"Mr. Cedlos? What proof is there? We haven't heard him say that. The elven elder hesitated for a moment, looking at the man as if he was hesitant, but the cold light in those eyes was clear. "I warn you. These are extraordinary times. We don't want to delay time, you only have one chance to identify yourself. ”

The huge wasps hovering above lowered their altitude, and more and more wasps flew from the forest, gathering into a cloud that shrouded the man's head more than ten meters away, and the amplified roar sounded like a thunderstorm brewing in a thundercloud. It is a wasp created by the natural magic of the elves. This thundercloud may not have the lethal power of the real thundercloud, but dying in the ground below will definitely be a hundred times worse than being killed by lightning.

The man thought for a moment, sighed, reached out and removed a mask from his face, and said lightly, "Is Lua still here?" she should remember that I brought her out of the Whispering Forest. ”

The elves all let out a small exclamation in unison. That face was once wanted by them in every possible way, and then it was said that the church and all the countries of the continent also began to be wanted. The Presbyterian Church somehow gave up on the wanted man.

Even more surprising were Hilton, Old Man Bill, and the Druid. The druid looked a little better, and Old Man Bill's rat eyes were bigger than ever, making him look like a tarsier in his otherwise obscene state. Hilton's jaw hung as if it had been dislocated. There was a goose-like sound in his throat, and even his fist and sword were dropped, and his trembling fingers were full of his newly exposed face. They had seen it in their dreams, at least in their dreams, and had come into close contact with the owner dozens of times, and they woke up laughing because they often dreamed of capturing him alive.

The elven elder didn't look surprised, nodded slightly, and the huge wasps that were close to the man's head immediately dispersed and flew into the forest. He looked at the frightened three of the Silika, frowned and asked, "Are these also Mr. Cedlos' people?"

"No, they're my people. The man looked back at the three and smiled. This smile is the opposite of the lifeless smile on the mask, it looks so good and kind that it is like a glacier thawing, and the sun turning snow. "You say, don't you?"

Hilton looked at the man's expression, and Old Man Bill looked at the elven archers in front of him, although their bows had been released and the arrows had been lowered, it was only a matter of a moment to re-tighten the aim of the arrows. Then the two of them lowered their heads and sighed at the same time, then looked up at the man and said, "Of course, you are the boss." ”

The druid's expression of surprise had vanished, and he had reverted to his honest appearance. Jessica blinked her big, dark eyes and looked at the man in silence with a blank face.

"I heard on my trip that the thieves were going to deal with the Tulaone Forest, so I rushed to take a look. These friends were also added on the way, and this magic scroll was just a small misunderstanding. The man smiled and approached the elven elder, saying that Feng probably couldn't tell whether it was true or false except himself. "We've snuck into that gang of thieves on the way, and now they're probably ready to attack, so we'll come here and warn you first......"

A loud explosion came from the far side of the forest, and the birds in the forest flew up in a large area. The elven elder turned around and said in shock, "How is it possible? They arrived so soon?

"It must be those thieves, let's go over and see. The man waved to the three Hiltons and ran towards them with the elves.

Hilton followed a few steps, looking up at the deadwood guard next to him with huge steps. Turning his head, he asked with a puzzled look on his face, and even more in a trance: "Do you think we feel like we have been pulled onto a thief ship for no reason...... ......"

"We ...... Isn't that ...... A thief?" replied Bill Sr., panting at the end. Then the druid, who had been turned into a werewolf, pulled him over and placed it on his shoulder.

"It's not...... I feel...... Inexplicably ......"

On the edge of the elven dwelling, a raging fire burned to the ground, and three broken deadwood guards writhed in the flames. She moved a few times like a dying old woman dancing and fell to the ground and shattered.

There were more burning shards of the Deadwood Guards on the ground, and a dozen blackened elven corpses. This 'Infernal Flame' scroll is a good one. This kind of fire-based top-level magic land has a wide range and is so powerful that it can kill the six deadwood guards in the land where the elven mages activated with their spells in just one click.

But there was not the slightest smug expression on Isis's face. Instead, he cried and mourned. This scroll of 'Infernal Flames' was something he had painstakingly taken from the Academy of Magic when he escaped from Ernfast. It has been preserved as a life-saving talisman until now. Seeing that the deadwood guards summoned by the elven mages trampled on the thieves in the front one by one, and the thieves had no way to take things and the elven archers in the back, so they had no choice but to use them.

"Alright,*......," a thief who was guarding Isis emerged from his shield and saw the power of the magic, and as soon as he shouted excitedly, he fell backwards like a piece of wood. A feathered arrow entered his eye socket until it was tailless, and only a small tip emerged from the back of his head.

Another thief rushed up to the side, picked up the large shield in the hand of the companion who was not yet dead, and stood beside Isis. The shield was big and heavy enough, and their mission was to protect the only magic-wielding sub-leader on the band.

Thieves fell to the ground continuously, but there was no scream, but they fell headlong in silence. Elven arrows usually come from human eyes into the head or through the Adam's apple. There were no screams in these places, and there were many thieves who had protected their heads and necks, but the feathered arrows pierced the lungs and heart through the ribs and chests accurately, and if they hit the chest and abdomen, they must have pierced both deadly organs at the same time. They fell, not necessarily immediately dead, but they did not scream, only the snorting and convulsions of pigs that were about to run out of blood.

Although the bows of the elves are just very ordinary wooden bows. Their arm strength is also usually not too large. But none of the thieves were wounded, they were all dead, and all of them died with a single arrow. That's the incredible accuracy of the elven archers. There were four hundred thieves, and they couldn't always cover their eyes and throats, and the elves didn't have to worry about having no purpose.

However, a blow of hellfire finally turned the situation around, killing more than a dozen elves, and boosting the morale of the thieves. Helika brandished his giant sword and shouted, "Brothers, give it to me, there aren't many of them left, these are all gold coins." Catch me as much as I want. ”

The thieves screamed, and they all lunged forward.

But Helika didn't move, but turned to Isis and asked softly, "How many elves do you estimate?"

"How do I know? Isis replied with a sad face. Although they broke the barrier as planned and successfully entered the edge of the elven stronghold, not all the elves were attracted to it as expected, on the contrary, there were still many elves coming in their direction, and there were even a dozen elven mages. Although they all looked surprised when they infiltrated the barrier, they immediately combined to attack them.

The combat effectiveness displayed by these elves was even more astonishing. When Helika ordered the thieves to rush forward and attack at close quarters, the dozen or so elven mages immediately began to cast spells, and the trees that had just been ordinary turned into moving monsters.

Helika has now completely dismissed the idea of capturing Turalone as his own imagination. He bet he would go back and tear the few people who reported that it was just a small village. And those fools didn't describe the fighting power of the good elves at all. Now, as long as there are three or four hundred more of these elves, they will only have to hold their heads and run away.

A burst of arrows immediately answered Helica's question to Isis, and dozens of thieves fell in the rain of arrows. This time, a number of thieves finally let out screams, this rain of arrows from the elves who had just arrived from somewhere else after hearing the explosion, and the distance or the running shot had caused their crosshairs to be a little off.

Helika glanced at the hundreds of elves who had appeared in the forest in just an instant, and her face turned pale. Isis's face became even more ugly, and he screamed like a mouse with its tail stepped on, "*, how many of these elves are there?" ”

It's just that in the few seconds that the two of them were talking, hundreds of elves appeared in the sight of the two. And not only the elves, but also the tall one-horned cover also rushed out of the forest, and a fierce man rushed into the group of thieves and turned the thieves in front of him on his back, and at the same time, a dazzling white light burst out from the single horn, and the surrounding thieves immediately wailed and covered their eyes. The horn, which was stronger and sharper than any long sword, stabbed into the thieves' bodies, and when they picked and threw them, the thieves flew into the air screaming with blood and sometimes internal organs.

The elven mage chanted a spell, and the thieves who were almost in front of the elven archers were immediately entangled in rattans that emerged from the earth, spikes growing from the vines, and some even strangled the thieves alive.

With the spell of the elven mage, many huge wasps, small snake-like centipedes, spiders bigger than crabs, and brighter colors than skirts emerged from there.

The thieves' charge turned into an escape after only three seconds, and they had left behind half of their men.

Those beautiful and slender figures that could be exchanged for countless gold coins were originally so beautiful and lovely in the minds of the two of them, but now they are no different from a large number of cockroaches that have emerged. If you have to talk about the difference, it is that cockroaches are definitely not so scary. Dozens of elves can be seen emerging almost every second.

"that old man's mother. He told us to come here?" Velica roared, slashing his sword at a unicorn that rushed in front of him. The unicorn let out a scream and a shattering of bones, and its massive, larger than a horse, flew away under his sword. He roared at Isis, "Take out the scroll that the old man gave us and use it." ”