Although the holy war has not yet been fully launched, some local exploratory wars have already begun.

These battles before the full-scale explosion of the Holy War cannot even be called wars, but conflicts are constantly appearing in many seas with fleets of the two sides meeting in a narrow way, and then there are battles at the touch of a button, without exception.

Every day, somewhere. One or two battles like this, although the scale and impact are not large, they are like thorns, stimulating the nerves of humans and elves all the time, and the tense atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger.

The flames of war have spread far away.

On this day, in a certain sea area that was originally extremely quiet, an elven fleet suddenly met with a training fleet of the Church of the Lord of Radiance.

The crew of the "Fuxing" is ready to go.

"Captain, there's a human fleet ahead!" said the lookout's report.

"Prepare for battle, loyal people of Aannion!" the captain blurted out.

"Yes!"

"The magician prepares immediately, the priest prepares to bless the magic, and the druid is free to choose!" the captain continued to order, "Inform the flagship and other ships." ”

"Yes!" Rolek represented the magician. Said in response.

In the midst of a group of mages. He wears a cloak. It is particularly noteworthy that he is an eighth-level mage, commanding the elven mages on this ship as a human being.

Anion is a strict god, and Rolek will naturally be rewarded for his repeated meritorious deeds.

After Anion lit the divine fire, he vigorously carried out formal training in the elves, and passed down the warrior training system and magic training system.

In the past five years, the warriors have been reborn, and the number of mages has increased dramatically.

The only flaw in the past was the priest, and now it has basically been filled, but now the level is not high.

Almost at the same time, the human fleet on the opposite side was also lined up in battle formation.

"Toot!" the desolate and high-pitched trumpet sounded, almost simultaneously. There is no other result, and the battle, so to speak, is the only result.

When the two fleets awoke abruptly from the silence. The fierce attack began.

Everyone is ready to attack each other. The roar of the waves, the crash of ships, the sound of swords drawn, one after another, the attack was about to begin.

Combatants on the side of the Church of the Lord of Radiance. Every ten of them are led by knights above level 5.

These people can be regarded as capable personnel of the Church of the Lord of Radiance, and after a period of special training, they have reached a very powerful level of naval combat.

The most important thing for the elves is that the lifespan is as high as three hundred years old, and in the long lifespan, they are good at all kinds of combat skills, and have all kinds of experience precipitation that humans do not have, so they naturally occupy a lot of advantages in various battles and fights.

What's more, many elves themselves are good at bows and arrows, spells, and close to nature and use natural elements, and these talents also have good applications in actual combat.

"Crowd Endurance Fire Elemental!" This is a sixth-level spell, and there are only mages above eighth. Barely able to cast the scroll, only to see a flash of brilliance. There was an extra layer of red light on the hull.

This negates most of the fire attacks. Reduce the destruction of ships.

"Fireball Technique, Qi Fang!" Under an order, six fireballs blasted towards a approaching human warship, if Luo Meng was there, he would naturally understand that this was a saturation attack.

"Boom!" Under such an attack, the ship suddenly exploded and broke.

On the sea, what lightning beams, what ice storms, are all slag, and the flame explosion spell is the highest.

"For my lord, crossbow team!" the human fleet ordered.

Originally, it was difficult to use a crossbow on a ship, for the simple reason that once it was wet, it would be damaged.

However, it is not absolutely impossible to use, magic maintenance and wax sealing treatment can extend the life of the bow and crossbow.

Under the holy war, of course, everything is tilted. Don't care about the loss anymore.

"Poof!" At the sound of an order, a crossbow like rain flew into the sky, obscuring a piece of sunlight.

"Ahh

"The priest team is in urgent need, ready to pick up the ship and fight!" the order came out again.

The battleships collided in an instant. Both sides took advantage of various advantages and poured onto each other's ships, and below, the warriors fought each other.

Church of the Lord of Radiance, with knights on it. However, because they were fighting at sea, the heavy armor they wore every day did not have an upper body, and at this time they were wearing a thin layer of armor, holding a long sword in their hands, and the cold light was shining, with a murderous aura.

The elves who fought with them became lighter and lighter, and every jump carried a sense of beauty like a dance of nature.

Each flash of light will bring up a surge of blood.

Blood and beauty, in their bodies, embodied so harmoniously, as if a beautiful puzzle pieces, people can't help but indulge in it.

War is brutal, and in an instant, the sound of killing is everywhere. Blood splattered, corpses everywhere.

When this battle finally broke out, the two sides involved in the battle, whether it was the elven side or the Church of the Radiant Lord, their hearts were clenched, and the momentum of the battlefield alone made them feel a lot of pressure.

When the corpse of a companion fell on it. When one by one, it was still alive just now. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the vast sea, and both the Church of the Lord of Light and the elves couldn't help but go crazy. They were all desperate to avenge their comrades, and they were all desperate to kill their enemies.

It was still a battle scene of a handover. It didn't take long for things to change.

The mid-level and above pastors of the Church of the Lord of Radiance were the first to take action.

"My Lord, you are a glorious holy, may your protection shroud over your followers for a group of blessings!" the priests prayed again for blessings.

Divine light shrouded down, and all the warriors of the Lord of Radiance were shrouded in a thin layer of light.

The first duty of a priest is not to be a warrior. It's blessings and healing, and now they can only perform the collective blessing technique first. Let the blessings of the Lord of Radiance come upon all the injured knights of the Lord of Radiance.

"My lord, you are the master of the elves, may you give us a more united sense of group connection!"

"My lord, you are the master of the elves, may you give us a more fierce fighting spirit and a group of brave skills!"

Even in a tentative conflict, all elves are precious, and the long-accumulated piety, unusually promoted priests, are also on the front line of the battlefield.

The high chant was a prayer to Annion, and the prayer soon became a reality.

The elf side has received more blessings, and more

The battle, once again, this time. Far more ferocious than the previous times, cruel to come.

Humans and elves are all fighting each other with the most explosive power.

In such a situation, the more serious the death of both sides in the battle will be.

On the surface of the sea, there were some white flowers, those were corpses that had fallen from the ship, and the red liquid polluted the nearby water.

In the sky, ugly strange birds that like carnivorous food are croaking, and they are extremely hungry for the corpses on the sea, whether they are elven or human, in their opinion, they are extremely delicious food. But the aura of battle below made them keenly aware of the danger, and they didn't dare to go down to eat the corpses easily, let alone approach those fights. Their choice is actually right, at this time, in the sea below, the elves and humans have already killed the red eyes, and there are constantly spell blessings coming, filling the fading power in the bodies of the warriors on both sides, if they rush down, they will only become the other side of this battle victims.

"If this continues, it will turn from a conflict into a real war. The deputy commander of the fleet of the Church of the Radiant Lord said persuadingly. In the battle just now, one of the deputy commander's arms had been injured, and at this time, blood was constantly flowing down, and the thin armor was also torn, looking very embarrassed.

Next to him was the red-eyed commander, who didn't look much better than him.

After listening to his advice, the commander's emotions, which had been in a state of agitation, were finally suppressed. Unwillingly, he glanced at the elf opposite. Said viciously: "Withdraw!"

After the human army retreated in a hurry, the elves did not take the action of continuing the attack, and it was obvious that they also suffered huge casualties because of this battle, and each elf was precious and could not be consumed like this.

He ordered the priest to heal immediately. "This was the first command, and all the priests began to heal. As long as you don't die on the spot, you can save it, although the healing magic will greatly consume your lifespan. But for the elves' lifespan of three hundred years. There is also enough life to consume.

"What do you think of this battle, Lord Rollek?" the captain asked suddenly.

Wearing a cloak and a hood that concealed everything in it, Rolek was silent for a moment and said, "Captain, I think for the time being. We and humanity are evenly matched. ”

"From an after-life perspective, severe trauma, even if treated, can have a direct impact on life. Therefore, our long-term fighting strength is superior to that of human beings.

This means, a serious injury. Life expectancy is often lost from a few months to a year. If this is done continuously, the old and new will be damaged, and the next time it will be damaged, it will be even more.

In such a battle, even if he is rescued, the warrior will not be able to withstand a few such tosses, and will quickly age and die.

However, due to the long lifespan of elves, the number of tosses is also several times higher than that of humans.

"It's just that human beings are better than more people, and if you die ten in exchange for one of our elves, you can fight it, provided that human beings are the same as anti-demons, at any cost. Rollek said this, silent.

"You are right, Lord Ralek, please go to the main temple once after you go ashore this time, and Your Excellency the Archbishop will receive you personally. The captain said.

"Yes, Captain!" Rolek replied politely, stepping aside.

"It seems that the practice is still not enough, and human beings are very strong. At this time, an elf dressed in a priest's robe, standing on the deck, looked at the distant human fleet, and said with a gloomy face.

"Bishop, I don't think it's that we don't practice enough, it's that we lack time. The captain said.

Although once Anion ascended to the throne, he began to spread more formal and excellent practice methods among believers, but after all, the time is only shallow, and five years is not enough to make the elves comprehensively improve to a higher level.

"Well, that's true, but humans won't give us time. The bishop sighed.

"What should we do now?, don't we go after them, they have killed many of our companions!" said an elf beside him, puzzled.

"We're about the same level as them. If we continue, we will only lose both sides, and more companions will die, and our battle with humans has not officially begun, and we must preserve our strength, do you understand?"

When he said this, the elf didn't dare to say anything more.

The elven bishop's gloomy gaze kept watching those human fleets leave, and then he ordered: "Go back to the island first!"

"Bishop, our companions!" said the elf hesitantly.

The elven bishop looked over and saw that the elf who spoke was pointing to the bottom of the ship with a sad face, and on the sea, a third of the corpses floating on the surface belonged to their elven clan.

"They can give up the bodies of their comrades. But we can't, first of all, we can recover the corpses of our warriors. The elven bishop exhaled and said.

The people he was referring to were naturally the group of people from the Church of the Lord of Radiance who had resolutely left.

Its tip, the death of so many companions, the elven bishop is not in a good mood, but this is the battle nose, no one can stop all this life, can only helplessly choose to accept.

In fact, the elves did not treat the dead as they did on the side of the Church of the Radiant Lord. Ignoring it, on the contrary, when they heard that the elven bishop was relieved, they all ran to help, and laboriously salvaged the floating elven corpses that fell on the sea one by one, and displayed them on the deck.

"With the souls of the warriors of our great husbands. Go home. The Elven Bishop said.

"The soul of our greatest warrior. Please come home with us!" The priest of the elven clan stepped forward and confronted the corpses. Said affectionately: "Your heroic spirits. and shall be immortal in the kingdom of God. ”

When the other elves saw this, they all bowed their heads silently, and also whispered, "Go home, come home with us." ”

The atmosphere of sadness surrounded them, their faces were so serious, and their moods were so heavy.

"The blood of the warriors will not be shed in vain, and we will definitely make humanity pay!" said the elven bishop, "Now, let us go back and tell the Great Temple the summary report." ”

"Yes, make humanity pay!"

"Make humanity pay!"

"Sail back to the island!" said the captain. The day o8 Shanshu is full of ridicule