When Blackstone raised the bone fragment, Eve knew what his previous unease was.
High-level magic!
Blackstone actually has a high-level divine technique in his hands!
[Hunting Arrow]
This is an eight-circle divine art unique to high-level priests who believe in Uller.
The magical effect is to generate a powerful energy arrow with the characteristic of "must hit", and generate many accompanying energy arrows, which can precisely strike the target and carry out ranged attacks on the nearby area.
This is a real golden mid-level attack!
Even Eve's current incarnation cannot deal with this level of attack if caught off guard.
If it is unfortunate, it is very likely that the Soul Storage Orb that has not been fully repaired will be destroyed, causing the avatar to collapse.
Not to mention the oak guard Berserker who only has the strength of middle silver...
The energy arrow exploded, and the dazzling light and loud noise overwhelmed everything.
A strong energy storm raged, blowing the surrounding trees directly, creating a mess.
All players are blinded and deaf in an instant...
When the light gradually disappeared and everything returned to calm, the battlefield in front of him had completely changed.
The place where Berserker stood has turned into a huge pit with a radius of more than ten meters.
As for Berserker, half of his body was directly destroyed, and he fell to the ground dying.
The Oak Guard's vitality is indeed tenacious, even the magic of the eight rings did not kill him, but he has completely lost his combat effectiveness.
Of course, this is also because Blackstone only has the strength of the lower ranks of silver, and at the same time he is not a spell caster, so he cannot master divine arts very well.
If it is replaced by a lower-ranking priest of silver, I am afraid that this blow will completely destroy the players.
But even so, the situation on the field was extremely miserable.
Alice also fell to the ground, a large hole was shot through the energy arrow between her chest and abdomen, and the dark red blood continued to flow.
As for the players, under the attack of the energy arrow, more than half of them evaporated directly, and not even a trace of the corpse could be seen.
Although the remaining half were lucky enough to survive, they were also lying on the ground, seriously injured, and lost their combat effectiveness one after another...
Only Al and his two elf sisters were shielded by the berserk Demacia and escaped by chance.
One hit, just one hit!
Although there is no group extinction, it is almost the same as the group extinction.
Less than thirty players survived, and all of them lost their combat effectiveness.
And there are only two silver combat powers, and they are dying in an instant...
On the entire battlefield, only Blackstone and a dozen orcs who still had the power to fight were left.
It's a long way from the safe zone, 50 kilometers away.
Even if the players are resurrected, there is no way to rush over in time.
Not to mention, in the face of the Blackstone showing the strength of silver, players who have lost their high-end combat power no longer have any trump cards.
All the surviving elves, while struggling, looked pale at the goblins on the field.
They looked dazed, as if they had not recovered from the explosion just now.
How did this turn around in an instant?
Clearly win...
Why did the car roll over inexplicably?
"Dog planning, your mother... exploded!"
Looking at the miserable scene in front of him, Demacia cursed while vomiting blood.
"Big Brother Demacia!"
Al raised the blue-faced Demacia worriedly, looking at the terrifying wound on his body, looking at a loss.
The most painful thing in this world is that when hope reaches its peak, it turns into despair in an instant.
When he first saw the oak guard, Al also recognized the existence of this legend.
And the tenacious and fanatical clansmen around him, as well as the incomparably noble silver priests, also made him excited.
Could it be that the mother goddess that grandpa said has really returned?
Al was extremely excited, feeling as if something was brewing in his chest.
However, before he could continue to be excited, the sharp changes on the field knocked his mood to the bottom...
Orcs are so evil and powerful.
Under the attack of divine arts, his clansmen and nature's favored ones would be so vulnerable...
For a moment, Al was confused.
"Grandpa, do we...do we really still have hope?"
Holding Demacia, who was constantly coughing up blood, Al's eyes were blank. He bit his lip and clenched his fists tightly...
Blackstone was also stunned by the magical effect of the bone fragments in his hand.
"Eight rings... it turned out to be eight rings..."
He murmured a few words, his expression extremely wonderful.
Originally, he just planned to take advantage of the effect of the magic to sneak away, but he didn't want to have such a victory!
Looking at the miserable state of the elves around him, the dying oak guard and the unconscious nature priest, the corners of Blackstone's mouth rose slightly.
"Zeha..hahahaha..zehahaha!"
He couldn't help laughing.
"It seems... the favored ones of nature are not as strong as the legends say!"
His heart gradually settled down.
Too...
Even if the World Tree recovers, it is probably only in the near future.
And the newly revived World Tree must be extremely weak, otherwise... How could it be possible for the elves to keep making ghosts in secret?
For a weak World Tree, the strength of the Blessed One is natullery limited.
Haha... It seems that this time I really have to get a great achievement!
"The World Tree is revived... The divine protection technique that he exerted on his body when he fell a thousand years ago must have been broken. For God Father, this is also an opportunity to go further!"
Thinking of this, Blackstone's eyes flashed, and his expression gradually became frenzied:
"Hehe, this time, I'm destined to be favored by God the Father!"
Taking a deep breath, he ordered his subordinates who were also in shock:
"Take those three little guys, let's go!"
Now that the secret of the Elf Forest has been figured out, there is no need to bring the prisoners back.
In addition, Blackstone also doubted that the elves had any way to locate their companions...
Otherwise, how could he be exposed again and again?
However, he would definitely not let the three young elves go.
This is good stuff!
After hearing Blackstone's order, the orcs looked at each other and nodded excitedly.
They came to Al, pulled him up roughly, and carried him and his two sisters on their shoulders.
"Let go of me! You evil bastards! Let go of me!"
Al screamed and struggled.
Yet he couldn't break free.
He raised his head, looked in the direction of the World Tree, and looked sad and angry:
"Mother... do you really exist?"
"If you really exist, why should you watch your favored ones die in battle..."
"If you really exist, why can't you protect your followers..."
"This is... your territory!"
He shouted, cried, and laughed.
Looking at the miserable conditions of the elves around, watching the unconscious nature priests and the dying oak guards...
Gradually, his expression became sad:
"Lord Mother Goddess..."
"If you can hear me, please save your servant!"
After saying that, Al raised his head, with a solemn expression:
"I... Al Moonlight, I am willing to swear by my soul, dedicate my whole life and soul to you, and become your most faithful servant. I only hope that you... can protect us... I only hope that you... can save us!"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand struggling, learning the movements of his grandfather in memory, and slowly drew a tree-shaped symbol on his chest:
"Lord Mother Goddess! Please... perform a miracle!"
The tender voice, so loud in the silent forest, spread far, far...
Looking at Al who was struggling, Blackstone sneered.
However, before he could say anything, an ethereal and quiet sigh suddenly sounded in everyone's heart:
"Ugh"
With a sigh, El's body suddenly burst into a dazzling holy light!