For a time, in all corners of the forest, there were incidents of soldiers dying.

Those dark arrows can always be shot from unexpected places.

And the accuracy is very high, either stabbing the throat or piercing the heart, which catches people off guard.

The soldiers who were hit by the arrows couldn't survive at all, in addition to the accurate archery of the elves, there was another reason, just these stragglers were brave and poorly organized.

As soon as he saw the death of his companion in front of him, he immediately jumped in fear and was in chaos.

It began to scurry like headless flies, and soon scattered through the dense forest.

For the elves, this is a godsend, and there is no race better suited to fighting in the jungle than them.

In the forest, they are like the god of death in the night, holding the bow and arrow in their hands, and constantly harvesting these lives.

Soon, the thrill of revenge flooded the elves' brains, and they all forgot the queen's instructions.

When the arrows were finished, they used short swords, and when the short swords were gone, they used leather whips and vines, in short, they had a way to kill each other.

For these soldiers, in the dim forest, there is danger everywhere. They don't know when or where these elves will come out and kill them.

Psychological defenses are constantly being broken.

"Don't dare! I give up! ”

"Mom, I'm going home!"

"Is there anyone? Is there anybody? ”

"Help!"

All kinds of screams rang out in all corners of the forest, and not long after, they fell silent again.

The people outside are numb, and if you let a team of people in, there will be no follow-up, where is there any way?

The commanders instigated, summoned all the soldiers outside, and ordered:

"Set fire!"

"Wait a minute!"

The adjutant's roar made the chief glared angrily:

"What are you doing?"

"Sir, this mountain forest is the property of the city lord, if you burn it, it is estimated that it will not be easy to explain."

The chief gritted his teeth:

"No matter, burn! Give me a blaze! I'll explain it to the city lord. ”

Seeing this, the adjutant didn't say anything more, and obeyed the order.

This time, the mountain was set on fire, and a large amount of fire oil was poured on it, and the air was filled with a pungent smell.

Quite a few people pinch their noses to breathe.

"Shoot the arrows!"

With a command, countless rockets flew towards the forest like meteors.

"Queen, they're going to set fire!"

The elves naturally noticed this scene and were uneasy.

Outcome...... These fiery arrows simply went into the mud and disappeared.

The chief was even more dumbfounded:

"What the hell is going on? Put so much oil in it, but it doesn't happen at all? ”

"You put a few more!"

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Still not, even the sparks of the arrow fell to the ground and perished.

"Is it possible...... Is the oil fake? ”

As if he understood the problem, the chief thought about it and gave the order:

"Open the oil drum!"

"Light a match and put it in!"

Men:......

"Sir...... We don't dare! ”

"Huh?"

Staring at the gaze of his boss, his subordinates could only put a small match on their heads, light it, and put it in the bucket.

Boom!

There was an earth-shattering sound, countless fire oil splashed everywhere, and those who were close to it were all covered with it, and they all turned into fire men in an instant.

The wails rang out incessantly.

The air smelled like burnt pig hair.

Looking at the routed guards, the queen knew that the time had come:

"Fellow citizens, rush out with me!"

Under the leadership of a great mage, hundreds of great mage-level forces easily eliminated all of these people.

Then the city was successfully breached.

Everything was won so smoothly that the elves could not have imagined that the Terrans were pulling their crotches like this!

Next, it's to hunt down the male protagonist!

"Queen, ahead is Pang Si City!"

After replenishing their ammunition in the previous city, the elves finally arrived at a large city after a day and a night of trekking.

With a population of more than one million, Ponsi City is one of the most famous cities in the entire continent.

They watched the male protagonist run in.

The elves didn't know that the male protagonist, who had just entered the city on his front foot, had already gone to the church.

"Open the door, open the door!"

The church door of Ponsy City slowly opened, revealing a human head:

"Who are you? What for? ”

The male protagonist took out a token:

"I want to see you Bishop Pons!"

"Papal Decree!" The guard was shocked and hurriedly got out of the way:

"It turned out to be a rare passenger carrying, and it was far away."

"I'll go and inform the bishop at once."

The male protagonist took the papal decree and successfully met the bishop of Pang Sicheng, and instructed the other party:

"I'm going to use the teleportation formation, bother the bishop to open it."

Under normal circumstances, the teleportation formation will not be easily opened, because it will consume a large amount of hedrons.

But now, there is a papal decree on the other side, and the bishop has to follow the rules.

After spending thousands of magic crystals, the long-lost transmission formation was finally opened.

The male protagonist hurriedly took his cronies into it and disappeared into the church.

Outside the city.

"Your Majesty, shall we go in?"

"That's right, the city yesterday was easier to fight than we imagined, although this city is big, it is estimated that it will not be too difficult."

"Queen, give the order, and we'll kill it at once."

"Don't talk!"

The queen closed her eyes and felt the presence of the elven holy treasure.

After a few seconds, I opened my eyes with a puzzled face.

Why is the breath gone all of a sudden?

She crouched down, her hands on the ground, sensing the scent of grass and trees.

The powerful consciousness belonging to the Great Magister has spread all the way from the mountains and forests to the city of Pangsi.

Every grass, every flower, every tree became the eyes or ears of the elven queen.

The creatures told her that they had entered the church and had not come out again.

The consciousness continues to explore the church, as there are no plants in the church. In the end, the queen learned through the creeper on the wall of the church that the male protagonist had returned to the holy capital through the transmission formation.

The queen withdrew her hand, got up and said:

"No wonder you can't sense the holy relics."

"What's the matter, Queen?"

"The man has already run away."

"What then? Our Relic ......"

The elves panicked, and whispered, and the queen comforted them:

"Don't be afraid, even if he runs to the ends of the earth, we will catch him."

"The Queen is right! What do we do next? ”

The queen stood in the treetops, looking at the city of Ponsi in the distance, and whispered:

"Tonight, we will also go to the church and use the transmission formation."

"Yes!"

On the male protagonist's side, he took Yingying Yanyan and his cronies and landed on the outskirts of the holy capital.

Fortunately, I met the owner of the carriage shop I knew, and I took the carriage back to the holy capital.

As soon as he entered the city, he went straight to the Holy See.

"Teacher."

"What's going on? Why use the transmission formation? So embarrassed. ”

It was an old man with a white beard who spoke, and he was the old Pope, who had retired.

"The student is not talented, after exterminating the elf clan, on the way back, the miraculous medicine failed, and the captured elf clan regained its strength, they chased and killed me for a day and a night, and had to go to Pang Si City, using the local transmission formation."

"Oh? Did the medicine I gave you fail? ”

"Yes."

The old pope rarely had a big expression.

"How is that possible...... You're not hurt, are you? ”

"The student only suffered a few internal injuries, and it was out of the way."

"You, young man, still pay attention to your body and give you a new magic potion."

The male protagonist's loving care for the old pope is only regarded as the teacher's concern for the students.

After taking the things, they automatically retreated.

But I didn't see the sadness in the eyes of the "teacher".

"Yaf, how nice it would be if you were still alive......"

The old pope muttered to himself, and when he was done, he turned to the idol and began to pray.

On the other side, Pang Si City gradually walked into the night.

A group of figures, riding the night, soared on the eaves.

Goal, church!