Elf Kingdom: Game of the World Tree Chapter 649: 535: War Profiteering

Chapter 649: Chapter 535: War Profiteering

In the epic battle storyline, players received experience points at the highest possible level.

Thus, corpses of Half-Beasts were rarely seen on the battlefield.

Looking around, there were only heaps of blood-stained armor and weapons, glimring under the setting sun…

Cheers erupted from the mud walls.

The players, brimming with excitent, either waved their weapons wildly in the air or shouted at the top of their lungs to celebrate the victory of the battle…

Then, without hesitation, they dashed out of the city walls.

Off to collect equipnt.

If the “Elf Kingdom” provided players with a thrilling and imrsive combat experience, then the post-battlefield cleanup was their favorite task.

It was a task of quick reflexes and luck.

Those who ran faster and had a keen eye would always gather more.

This ti, it was clear that the Half-Beasts had deployed elite troops, ard with sophisticated gear.

Much of the armor and weapons they wore were considered top-notch even in the Human World. From the players’ perspective, their quality exceeded the rare blue level, with many reaching the epic purple standard.

The only difference from shop-bought equipnt was probably the lack of special effects.

Of course, there were exceptions.

Such as the equipnt worn by the heavy-armored half-orc warriors at the forefront of the battle.

Being the first wave of siege attackers, their equipnt was the best among all the Half-Beasts, even etched with simple magic runes, clearly supplied by Sorren Comrce.

Now, it was all to the players’ advantage.

The equipnt dropped by the Half-Beasts who stord the city had already been thoroughly divided among the players.

But outside the city, there was more.

So dropped to the ground from the city walls when their owners died, so when their owners were crushed by catapults and ballistae, and others perished by arrows, elental bolts, and ranged magic…

These were the targets for the players.

So players quickly climbed down the mud walls via the siege towers left by the Half-Beasts, so leaped down after casting a [Light Body Skill] spell, and so tank warrior players simply packed up their gear and jumped off the walls…

However, the eight-ter high city walls were not too tall, but not exactly low either.

The ground outside was uneven due to the ravages of magic.

The stone-like ground had not yet dissipated, with scattered magical earth spikes and wooden stakes left by players…

So, as expected, many warrior players who jumped directly down landed awkwardly.

High-level players fared better.

With agile maneuvers, they avoided danger, and at worst, only felt a little numb in the feet, adjusting quickly to laugh heartily while scavenging for spoils.

Lower-level players were less fortunate.

There were those who twisted an ankle or even fractured bones due to bad luck.

So were too excited, or simply had poor vision, and chose the wrong landing spot… jumping directly onto earth spikes and wooden stakes.

The scene was a bit grueso.

Yet even with fractures and injuries, nothing could quench the players’ passion for collecting gear.

With the pain sensation dialed down, they didn’t mind the injuries much and continued to limping around, scavenging under the city walls.

From afar, it seed quite bizarre.

At least, Eve’s expression was complex, standing on the mud walls and gazing towards the battlefield.

*She saw more than one player with limbs bent at odd angles, or certain parts of their bodies spurting blood, yet still smiling brightly while bouncing around the battlefield, scavenging…*

*Honestly, it was a bit creepy.*

Of course, because the injuries weren’t severe, if their lives were truly at risk, these players would have been the most cautious.

The battle was over, and dying now would be too much of a loss, reviving coins required quite a bit of contribution after all!

The battlefield channel’s war songs had been turned off.

A new system BGM began to play in the players’ ears.

Unlike the previous solemn and heavy BGM, this ti the music was more cheerful, even sowhat joyful.

It seed to celebrate the players’ victory.

Listening to such music, their moods brightened considerably, and their scavenging speed increased.

They took everything without discrimination, bundling up all the items on the ground…

Regardless of whether they were useful or not.

At this point, the benefits of having space equipnt beca apparent.

Ordinary players could only drape the gear they found across their bodies, and once full, it was hard to pick up more spoils, but those with space equipnt could collect it all…

Tens of thousands of players sward like locusts in the camp outside.

What initially appeared to be a post-battle field strewn with discarded weapons and equipnt was, in a matter of monts, cleared of everything by the players’ sweeping efforts…

Even the fired arrows were all collected.

From a distance, the entire battlefield looked as if it had been plowed by old oxen…

After the scavenging, the players returned to the camp as one, heading towards the back of the camp, where a statue of the Goddess was worshipped…

First, they looked around to check if Divine Favored Ling was there.

Seeing she wasn’t, they breathed a sigh of relief and quickly, stealthily pulled out paints for drawing arrays, delighting as they began to draw arrays on the ground…

At the sa ti, noticing players converging towards the statue, Eve divided her consciousness to connect to her Divine Country.

“It should be coming soon…”