Elf Kingdom: Game of the World Tree-Chapter 301 - 286: Damn it! Why Did My Favorability Drop Again? (Two in One)_2

Chapter 301: Chapter 286: Damn it! Why Did My Favorability Drop Again? (Two in One)_2

In this way, more than a hundred rescued elves and half-elves, along with over twenty players, fled headlong through the open fields and dense forests without looking back...

And as they kept moving, gradually, these elves grew increasingly uncertain.

"It really is the road to the Elf Forest..."

Seeing the increasingly familiar path ahead, the expressions of some older elves gradually became excited.

Even Selena’s eyes grew brighter and brighter.

Though the Elf Forest was still threatened by Half-Beasts, at least... it was still the Elf Forest, far better than the dungeons of slavery!

Moreover, if everything these strange folks said was true...

Vaguely, a thread of anticipation suddenly welled up in Selena’s heart.

Could it be... the Mother Goddess really had revived?

Could it be... they were truly braves summoned by the Mother Goddess?

Had the Elf Forest really been restored?

*For a moment, Selena felt her heart, which hadn’t experienced such turbulence in years, suddenly pounding wildly.* freewebnøvel.com

Of course... it couldn’t be denied that it might have just been the result of running too fast.

However, unlike the gradually uncertain elves, the players from the Mengmeng Committee, who were acting with them, wore increasingly grave expressions.

A moment later, Little Xian Miao, running at the forefront, suddenly stopped.

And the other players also halted their advance, drawing their weapons with serious expressions.

"What’s going on?"

Seeing these strange folks suddenly stop, Selena’s heart skipped a beat, and her expression instantly became alert.

"Ah... Prepare for battle."

Little Xian Miao tapped the ground with her Devil’s Wand in some frustration.

"The rearguard, and those serving as bait, have been completely wiped out..."

As she spoke, she looked at Selena, her expression puzzled and frustrated:

"What exactly is your identity? Do human forces really value that ’Hand of the Oak’ so much? Why... would they send a dozen silver ranks to hunt us down?"

Selena:...

"If we really were that important to them, you wouldn’t have succeeded in rescuing us. In their eyes, we’re just pounds of gold."

She shook her head and then looked back at Little Xian Miao, her expression peculiar:

"Shouldn’t it be... what you all did in Fengye City that matters."

"Us?"

Little Xian Miao was slightly startled and then suddenly felt some guilt:

"Could it be about the black equipment thing... Was it really that serious?"

"Black equipment...?"

Selena muttered curiously but soon noticed something else in the other’s words:

"Wait..."

"You said... all those who stayed behind were wiped out? They... died in battle?"

Her expression changed slightly.

"Yes."

Little Xian Miao nodded.

However, her tone was unexpectedly calm, which surprised Selena.

*Were they really this calm about death?*

*Selena was very surprised.*

Afterwards, she saw this leader named Little Xian Miao exchange glances with the others and then move to stand behind them, drawing their weapons.

"You keep running, scatter and head towards the Elf Forest, someone will meet you there."

They said so.

For a moment, the elves’ gazes grew increasingly complicated.

Selena fell silent for a moment and then said:

"So... will you all... fight to the death as well?"

"Naturally, our mission this time was to save you in the first place."

The players said matter-of-factly.

The elves remained silent.

To the players’ surprise, this time, the elves didn’t move.

Instead, they drew their weapons and stood with the players:

"Although we still don’t know your true identity, for now, at least we are allies."

"Elves... will never abandon their allies!"

They said with firm expressions.

Seeing them like this, the group of players couldn’t help but laugh and cry:

"Wow, this isn’t the time for bonding!"

"Quickly, run! If you escape, we win!"

"Yeah! Yeah! We’re not afraid to die anyway."

But the elves shook their heads.

"We, too, are not afraid to die."

They continued.

Players:...

"Damn, it’s a miracle that elves in this game can persist for a thousand years without their clan going extinct."

Hu Lu muttered to himself, exasperated.

"They’re coming."

At that moment, Boxed Lunch suddenly spoke.

His expression was very serious.

As soon as he finished speaking, the players sensed several strong presences approaching rapidly from the northeast...

The enemies were moving quickly. In no time, the players saw several figures appear on the horizon.

There were seven humans, some dressed as mercenaries, some as wandering mages, and others as thieves.

They weren’t many, but the aura they exuded was extremely powerful.

These were... seven Silver Professionals!

"Silver! There are seven silvers!"

Seeing the pursuing enemies, Selena’s pupils shrank slightly.

Though players and elves together numbered nearly two hundred, their overall strength was only from Black Iron Lower to Black Iron Upper.

Facing seven full-strength Silver Professionals, they were no match.

For a moment, the players and elves grew serious.

But then, the players from the Mengmeng Committee suddenly stepped forward...

Led by Little Xian Miao, their expressions turned solemn and resolute.

They shielded the elves and half-elves behind them and spoke in unison, with righteous words:

"You should run! We’ll hold them off!"

"Your lives are the most precious, you are the future of the Elf Clan, and the elves cannot lose you!"

"Yes, you must survive! The rise of the Elf Clan needs your efforts!"

"We came for you, so even if we die, it’s worth it!"

"Indeed, this time... even if it costs our lives, we will protect you all the way back!"

"Go for it! Ollie get them!"

Perhaps having seen the enemy, they grew more and more excited, their words increasingly earnest.

Their expressions were extremely sincere.

They seemed ready to face death unflinchingly.

At that moment, the elves’ gazes grew increasingly complex...

"Run?"

At this time, the leader of the seven human professionals let out a soft sneer.

It was a Silver Warrior dressed as a mercenary, and on his chest was a symbol that was all too familiar to the players—the black eagle emblem of the Sorren Commerce.

This was a Silver Professional belonging to the Sorren Commerce!

He swung his longsword slightly, the tip still stained with a hint of blood, and his voice carried a trace of ice:

"None of you... are getting away."

But just as his words fell, a loud dragon’s roar suddenly echoed from the sky...

A gigantic dragon with a wingspan of several dozen meters appeared in the perception of the human professionals.

Its fierce-looking skull-faced mask, shiny black scales, sharp claws, and majestic bat wings...

This was a Black Dragon!

It was Mairrel.

And on Mairrel’s back, Alice, Li Mu, and Dema were clinging to several dragon scales, struggling to maintain their seating positions.

Dema looked at the players below, so righteously indignant, and couldn’t help but sigh softly:

"Ah... this is truly an expert at garnering goodwill... Knowing we’ve arrived, putting on a show is much better than faking death when I saved the Flame Tribe before. Though they seem innocent, Little Xian Miao is quite shrewd! A woman’s heart is like a needle in the sea! Can’t help but be impressed!"

Just as he finished speaking, Mairrel roared from beneath him:

"Shut your filthy mouth!"

Dema:...

"Damn! Mairrel, why did you lower my favor again!"

Dema’s face turned green.

Li Mu:...

Alice:...