If he sees elves in normal times, he will definitely be particularly happy, because elves mean gold pounds, and elves mean beauty...

But at this moment, his pupils shrank slightly and his expression changed slightly.

As a member of the Soren Chamber of Commerce, especially the middle-level Chamber of Commerce such as the leader of the caravan, he is still very familiar with some news on the mainland.

In the Seges continent, since the World Tree withered, elves of different races rarely live together.

And this kind of elves with mixed hair colors and fully armed and gorgeously equipped are only one type of elves in the records of the Chamber of Commerce...

That is the elves mercenaries who appear in the war in the Underworld, and the evil elves from the Elf Forest!

"Oh no, I've been trapped! Retreat quickly!"

He said intimately that something was wrong and quickly ordered.

The strength of these elves is so powerful. If they are really the legendary guys... that would be dangerous!

According to rumors, those elves gathered in the Elf Forest are different from the harmless "little cute" people and animals bought and sold by the Chamber of Commerce on weekdays. They are cruel characters who kill without blinking!

Hearing Andris' order, the temporary hunting team formed was a little panicked.

However, the elves took the lead.

A smaller elf girl suddenly emerged from the elves. She was wearing a cool dark red robe, wearing a mage hat, holding a staff inlaid with huge magic stones, and shouting excitedly:

"kill!"

With her order, the elves in three directions also shouted excitedly:

"kill!"

Then Andris saw the elves chanting spells or holding up black metal tubes, aiming the deep tube mouth at them.

Accompanied by roars, hundreds of blue lights spewed out from the mouth of the tube and turned into flames, directly hitting the orcs and mercenaries who were still confused in the depression.

Screams rang out, and the temporary hunting team suddenly became chaotic.

Nearly half of the members were injured, and seven or eight unlucky humans and half-orcs were directly hit by the vital points. They died, and even the bodies turned into ashes under the terrifying gaze of their companions...

"What kind of magic weapon is this?"

Andris was shocked.

He was also injured and hit in the arm with a tongue of flame.

He saw a blood hole appearing on his arm, and he could even see the sand on the ground on the other side through the blood hole...

This terrifying penetration ability shocked him.

"Retreat quickly! Go in the direction you have ever come!"

He shouted again and stepped back one after another.

Being trapped!

This is an ambush! A premeditation!

However, the second round of attacks has arrived again.

This time, it was a gorgeous magic.

Ice blade, lightning, vines, cones, fireballs...

This kind of attack magic that can only be collected by the mages in the human army can be enough for every day, but is released from the hands of the elves and smashed it from above...

Another scream.

After this round, many humans and orcs who were not hiding in time were either cut off their hideous wounds by the ice blade, or twitched by lightning and electric shock, or were directly tied to a roundness by the vines that suddenly emerged from the soil, or were pierced with cone stones directly pierced into the soles of feet or lower bodies, or directly turned into a piece of coke in the huge fireball, and were wiped out like sand and soil...

In two rounds of attacks, half of the more than 100 hunting team members lost their combat effectiveness, and more than 20 people died directly, without any corpses left.

Such terrifying lethality shocked the orcs and mercenaries who survived by chance.

"It's the elves! Those evil elves in the legend!"

"Escape!"

At this time, they finally recognized each other's identity and no longer had the desire to fight. They turned around and ran away, retreating in the direction they came...

no way.

The strength shown by the enemy is too strong.

However, just as the fastest-runner was about to escape from the depression, two new figures suddenly stood in front of them.

One is an elf boy who looks fourteen or fifteen years old, with black hair and red eyes and a black robe.

One is a half-dragon girl who looks in her twenties, with red hair and red eyes and a charming figure.

Behind them, there was a small black dragon and a small golden dragon roaring at the orcs and humans...

It's that golden dragon!

Andris's pupils shrank, almost gritting his teeth.

However, his eyes were more focused on the two strange elf boys and half-dragon girl blocking the front.

He felt an extremely terrifying aura from the other party...

The last time he sensed that breath was when the border leader of the Holy Mannian Empire was chatting and laughing with the border boss...

They are gold pros!

For a moment, Andris' hands and feet were cold.

The other orcs and humans did not clearly detect the strength of the boy and the girl, but also felt that the other party was unfathomable.

In an instant, the defeated formation was once again in chaos.

However, just when Andris was desperate, he suddenly found that the two of them were standing only at the exit of the depression to prevent them from evacuating, and seemed to have no desire to take the initiative.

And this discovery made him feel more hopeful in despair.

"Break through in another direction!"

He shouted again.

Then, he turned around first and rushed towards the direction with the least number of elves among the other three directions.

The other team members also quickly followed his movements.

The hunting team was running away, while the elves' attacks continued.

There were another series of loud roars, and in a blink of an eye, more than ten people fell down in the screams and turned into ashes...

After just a moment, except for those who lost their combat power and groaned on the ground and frightened and fleeing in panic, the humans and orcs following Andris were less than half of the original ones.

However... at this moment, he finally rushed to the top of the desert hill.

A close fight.

The anger of ambush, the fear brought by the golden profession, and the strong desire to survive, eventually turned into high fighting spirit.

Andris pulled out his beloved sword, roared, and fought with the elves who stopped him.
Chapter completed!