Looking at Raymond, who was smiling not far away, the old half-elf suddenly felt a chill that penetrated his bones. This young human with a peaceful face, actually hid endless murderous intent under his smile.
Realizing this, the old half-elf's hand holding the cane trembled slightly.
Originally, when facing the half-orc shaman just now, he wanted to exchange the lives of the more than 20 half-elves in the house for the lives of hundreds of tribesmen hiding in the cracks of space.
There are more than 30 first-level and a small number of second-level elite warriors there, and maybe they can take the opportunity to find a way to break through the siege.
However, this sudden appearance of a fifth-level strongman and three third-level strongmen completely broke his fantasy.
At this moment, the old half-elf clearly understood that facing such a luxurious lineup of strongmen, it was impossible to escape from here.
But then again, how could this young man in front of him appear here with so many peerless strongmen?
Under the old eyelids, the piercing brown eyes turned back and forth, and the old half-elf seemed to have thought of something.
Could it be that... he was the otherworldly lord who descended into this forest two days ago?
I remember hearing the old ancestor who had not yet fallen mention it a hundred years ago.
An ancient elven book once predicted that a hundred years later, thousands of otherworldly lords would descend on the earth, bringing complete changes and catastrophes to this world.
Therefore, when he noticed the sudden abnormal energy fluctuations in the forest two days ago.
The old half-elf had been preparing troops, preparing to completely eliminate the new lord of the other world before he was fully grown, so as to eliminate future troubles.
In this forest, he naturally would not allow a second such dangerous force to exist.
Just like the human army that broke in several times before.
However, before he could send troops, the orc army madly attacked the barrier.
At this time, a drop of cold sweat could not help but flow down the old half-elf's white-haired forehead.
Thanks to the protection of the ancestor, fortunately I haven't started to make a grudge with this young lord, otherwise I would definitely die faster.
Thinking of this, the old half-elf no longer had any idea of resistance, and hurriedly said respectfully: "Excuse me, are you the lord who descended into this forest two days ago?"
"Yes." Hearing the other party's words, Raymond couldn't help but be stunned, and then he was relieved.
It seems that in this world, the arrival of the lord of another world does not seem to be such an incredible thing. This can be seen from the performance of subordinates such as Tiger Stick.
And since the other party has already noticed it and quickly deduced his identity.
It means that this half-elf tribe has a high probability of planning to attack him in secret.
Thinking of this, Raymond's eyes looked at the old half-elf with a hint of sharpness.
On the other side, keenly aware of Raymond's gaze, the old half-elf's eyes were obviously a little evasive and became unnatural.
He coughed lightly, took a step forward with the help of the half-elf girl, and said with gritted teeth: "Lord, I guess you are here for the holy relic of our clan, right? I am willing to present the holy relic to you!"
"Grandfather?" Hearing this, the half-elf girl immediately showed an incredible look and asked hurriedly: "Why do you want to give them the holy object?"
"The man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing the treasure."
With a heavy sigh, the old half-elf seemed to have aged a lot, and replied: "In the past hundred years, the bloodline of our clan has been declining, and the foundation of the past is no longer there.
Until today, it has reached the point where even a third-level strongman cannot be produced.
If you insist on keeping the holy object, it will only bring disaster out of thin air."
Speaking of this, the old half-elf leaned on his crutches, took another step forward, looked at Raymond with a firm gaze, and said resolutely: "Lord, I know you must be a kind and benevolent leader.
I can give you the holy object, but I only ask you to give my clan a way out for the sake of my clan's serious injury and many children who have lost their parents!"
On the other side, looking at the old half-elf's emotional performance, Raymond curled his lips slightly.
Good guy, this is trying to kidnap me morally.
It's a pity that as long as I have no morals, you can't kidnap me.
What's more, if my strength was reversed with the other party's, I'm afraid I would have been decapitated and reincarnated as a spider or slime.
"Sir, I think you've made a mistake."
Raymond smiled and responded, "Of course I am determined to get the holy object.
But I don't think there is any difference between you giving it to me personally and me taking it by stepping on your corpses."
To be honest, Raymond didn't expect that the other party would agree to hand over the holy object so readily.
Therefore, since the other party has surrendered, then the next step is to take advantage of the victory and see if we can squeeze out some more oil and water.
"Asshole! My great grandfather has begged you like this, you... what else do you want from us!" Hearing this, the half-elf girl's pretty face flushed, and she came up to argue with Raymond.
However, the next second, the dagger in Nan Yue's hand was already on her flawless white neck.
Signaling Nanyue not to do anything yet, Raymond still looked indifferent, looking at the half-elf old man calmly.
At this time, Raymond's meaning was undoubtedly very clear.
Either show your sincerity, or I will take your life and the holy relics together.
Opposite Raymond, although he looked sad, the old half-elf's brain was spinning rapidly.
As an old comrade who has lived for nearly 300 years, he is not stupid at all, and naturally understands the meaning of Raymond's words.
Moreover, through the test just now, he has also judged that the human in front of him is obviously a person who will not be soft or hard.
Playing with such an opponent, if you are not careful, I am afraid that the entire tribe will really be buried in your hands.
The most important thing is that except for the holy relics, he has no other chips in his hand.
Beauty? Don't think about it at all, there are three first-class beauties on the other side.
Although her great-granddaughter looked decent, she had a savage and willful temper. If she hadn't been born in the family of the patriarch, she might not even be able to get married.
Magical weapons? Except for the holy object left by the ancestor, they were all first- and second-level equipment. Would the other party be interested?
Strategy? In the face of absolute power, being smart would only lead to a more miserable death.
After hesitating for a moment, a lot of cold sweat began to flow from the wrinkled forehead of the old half-elf.
He suddenly realized that he seemed to have no choice.