The beastmen who entered the dense forest were quickly slaughtered with high efficiency, and the arrows shot into the eyes, hearts, and necks of the beastmen as if they had eyes.

Arrows flew from the trees, then from the grass, but the beastmen couldn't see where their opponents were. So much so that the bighorn leader even suspected that he was encountering not a single archer, but a group of archers. And, this group of shooters seems to be swimming endlessly. When they leave the corpse, the arrows from the corpse are quickly removed and reclaimed by the archer.

Before long, dozens of beastmen's corpses appeared on the ground. The last beastman lay on the ground, an arrow in the chest, dying. Its cloudy eyes rolled in horror, and as it struggled, it saw a slender female elf. The elf held a longbow in his hand, and his face was like frost. When they were dying, the beastmen finally saw that what they had been dealing with just now was just a wood elf. It's just that it's not an ordinary wood elf, but an elven archer who is more agile than the dark assassin.

Stepping on the beastman's filthy body, Aryria's bow was coldly opened, and an arrow shot into the beastman's head.

Sensing the threat, the shaman let out a wail of grief. The moonlight shone down the jungle avenue, and at the end of the road, a slender figure stood. She was so calm and her eyes were like water. Such a scene is indeed prosaic for Elleria. During her four hundred years of forest safari, she had slain countless beastmen, and these beastmen would only be a good wanderer.

The beasts frantically pounced, however, in an instant, three white lights flashed, accompanied by the sound of cold arrows flying, the three razor beasts that rushed to the front suddenly fell in a pool of their own blood, and the other razorbeast was about to pounce on the female elf, however, Aryria rolled flexibly at the moment before the beast pounced, passing under the razormon, and the sharp elven short sword came from the bottom up, disemboweling the razormon shaped like a wild boar. As the boar tumbled to the ground, blood flowed out, and at the same time, a large amount of blood was spilling out of its abdomen.

Facing the two badhorns with crude weapons, Aryria drew her bow again, took down one at close range, and dodged sideways to dodge the other badhorn's slash, and at the same time, flipped her wrist and stabbed her dagger into the beastman's chest. Warm blood spurted from the beastmen's chests, splashing red on the Wood Elves' clothes.

The battle was not over, not far away, Emperor Louibold was making his last struggle, his runic sword was trampled under the feet of a ferocious beastman, just as the beastman was about to hack the richly dressed human officer to death with an axe, Louis Bird rolled over and dodged, and at the same time drew the dagger hidden in the calf, and stabbed the beastman in the heart. But human power is limited after all, and the dagger fails to pierce the heart.

Emperor Louibold was lifted up by the Bighorn, and the stench of the Beastman's mouth almost suffocated Louisbold, and just as the Beastman was about to wring his head off, the guard shot the Beastman in the back of the head at close range, killing the bloodthirsty and ugly monster with a single shot.

The Emperor fell to the ground, and was about to check on his injuries, when he saw a giant beast with a twisted body and an extremely ugly body walking towards him. It has the body and head of a minotaur, but it is much larger than the average minotaur. He is second only to giants in height, but his bones and body shape are several times stronger than those of giants. A pair of arms as hard as a rock held two rough machetes, and a pair of huge horns grew from the back, and at the end of the horns, two bony blades.

Under the surprised gaze of Emperor Louis Bird, the minotaur directly stepped on the guard soldier who had just shot the emperor to death. A viscous liquid flowed from under the paws of the minotaur's feet, and Louis Bird held the carriage in front of the carriage in an attempt to protect his young child, and he raised the royal lion shield in the air, ready for a last-ditch effort.

However, the picture of death did not appear, and just as it was about to happen, the elven arrow flew again, and one shot into the back of the Minotaur's neck. Before the minotaur could turn around, the female elf had already jumped on its back, stepped on the bone spurs on the minotaur's back, and quickly climbed upward, her body was vigorous, like an afterimage, and in less than a heartbeat, she had already jumped to the top of the beast's head, and at the same time drew her bow and arrow, from top to bottom, an arrow shot into the head of the minotaur.

Louis Bird was about to praise the huntress for her athleticism, but the blow did not shake the minotaur at all.

The beast roared, ripping the little man off its head.

Aryria's brows furrowed, she had encountered a stubborn enemy, not the strongest, but the vitality was extremely tenacious. Arrows in the neck and in the head, in which case the normal creature would have been killed. But the mutated beast remained tenacious. It was surging with Chaos Blood, and normal damage couldn't kill it.

The young prince poked his head out of the car and watched nervously at all this. His father wielded a rune sword and fought with the wood elf on both sides of the minotaur.

Louis Bird endured the pain all over his body, and struck valiantly, and the Minotaur's machete slashed, and the Emperor rolled to dodge the slash, and when he got up, he held the long sword in his hand, and tore open the thigh of the minotaur. Warm blood splashed the emperor's face. At the same time, the Wood Elf jumped away from the giant beast, put away his bow and arrows as he landed, drew his twin swords, and cut the tendons of the minotaur while the minotaur was fighting the human warrior.

The minotaur roared in rage, kicking the human on the ground into the air as it turned and lunged at the elf. Louis Bird was kicked out and lay on the ground next to the carriage, covered in blood and panting. The young prince bravely rushed out of the carriage and tried to protect his father with his small body. He cried and cried out like a helpless child. Of course, he was originally a child.

"Go back to the carriage!"

Louis Bird demanded that he return to the car in a commanding tone.

Not far away, the Wood Elf led the huge Minotaur into the forest, her dexterous body jumped on the branches, dodging the slashing again and again, the Minotaur rushed angrily, the machete in her hand frantically slashed at the Wood Elf, splitting the trunk under her feet in two, but Aryria grabbed the rattan and jumped onto another tree, her bow and arrows continued to shoot back in the interval between the jumps, shooting into the Minotaur's chest, neck, and even eye sockets. Fatal wounds from arrows. It wasn't until he emptied his quiver that he jumped from the tree, and by this time, the minotaur was already full of elven feather arrows.

The beast roared, blood staining it black.

Aryria knew it wasn't going to work. Even now it was still standing there, but its body was extremely weak. The corners of the wood elf's mouth raised a light smile, and in the faint moonlight, Aryria took three steps and made two steps, and rushed towards the minotaur at high speed, and in the deafening roar, the bloody machete slashed at the elf in the high-speed rush, but it did not hit, Aryria leaned over to dodge the attack, slid sideways towards the minotaur, and the short sword in her hand cut at the minotaur's originally injured ankle, cutting off the hamstring completely.

The beast knelt down, it was too weak to resist, the breath from its mouth instantly liquefied into a white mist in the air, and in the white faint light, Aryria jumped on its back again, slashing its throat with her hands interlaced.

Thick blood spurted out, like a gushing spring, and it could not be contained.

When the hunt was over, Aryria breathed a sigh of relief, jumped off the beast's body, and pulled out more than two dozen feathered arrows stuck in its body.

By the time she stepped out of the forest, the remaining beastmen had fled, leaving only the human leader and a few scarred soldiers. The only person who was not injured in the battle was the child in the carriage. He was standing beside the leader, his eyes full of concern and a hint of fear.

"Thank you, Wood Elf, for saving us all. Can I give your name, and the Empire will always remember this kindness. ”

Emperor Louisborne said with his sword in his hand, exhausted. Despite his bruises, he remained as polite as possible.

"I don't need you to remember, and I don't need you to be grateful to me. I'm just passing by, killing the beastmen. ”

Aryria was about to leave. She has no affection for the Empire or humanity. What happened to Marienburg made her feel what real evil is, and if there is any place in the world that is a hotbed of chaos, it is undoubtedly this rotten and filthy empire.

"Anyway, you saved us, can you tell me your name, and I will personally come to thank you in the future. ”

Louis Bird said seriously. If it weren't for the wood elf in front of him, this convoy would have been wiped out.

"Forget my name, no one will remember me, and besides, many people will hunt me down. ”

Aryria pulled her feather arrow from the beastman's corpse and continued to answer nonchalantly, before leaving.

"Well, Warrior, in that case, I won't ask any more. But you can write down my name, and if you need my help in the future, just say it, and the Imperial Army will be on standby. My name - Louis Bird, Emperor of the Reich, this is my son - Carl Franz. ”

The Emperor said earnestly.