Chapter 34: Half vs. Half_l
Translator: 549690339
Under Leo Ray’s command, everyone moved forward, quickly approaching the location where the Half-Orc Shaman’s aura resided.
However, after only a few steps, Serena Clark, responsible for the security of the left flank, suddenly called out, “Lord, co and see!”
Filled with doubt, Leo Ray found…
On the ground amidst the dead bodies of Half-Orc soldiers, several human bodies dressed in erald green battle attire or leather armor were scattered.
Upon closer inspection, there were both n and won with fair skin, each of whom possessed stunning looks capable of overshadowing any internet
Broken longbows and arrows were also scattered around.
“Could this be the Elf tribe based on their appearance and attire?”
Looking at their distinct features, Leo Ray’s gaze imdiately fell on their ears. As expected, their ears were slightly pointed, clearly different from ordinary humans.
However, it was just that, and their ears were not as pointed or long as Leo Ray imagined.
“My Lord, it seems that the mysterious force hidden in the barrier can be confird as a Half-Elf tribe,” Serena Clark, wielding her crossbow, said as she stepped forward and bowed.
“So it is a Half-Elf with both human and elven blood,” Leo Ray nodded in clarity and said, “Alright, let’s continue on.”
As they moved forward, more corpses of Half-Elf warriors appeared alongside those of the Half-Orc soldiers, signaling that a bloody battle had taken place here not long ago.
As they approached the village engulfed in flas, an intense heat wave and burnt sll wafted towards them.
Fiery red flas raged, spreading smoke everywhere with an omnipresent bright red glow.
The burning flas roared, swallowing up everything like a ferocious red beast.
At first glance, most of the houses in this area were made of wood.
As a result, amidst the raging fire, many houses had already been burned down to their bare fras, collapsing one after another.
“Lord, allow ,” Scarlett, with renewed vigor, imdiately stepped forward.
Being a mage skilled in fla magic, she belonged to the profession of playing with fire.
So to her, these ordinary flas were nothing.
Next, with a nod, Leo Ray signaled for Scarlett’s lips to slightly part as her magic book glowed red in her hands.
Imdiately, a thick red energy enveloped everyone’s body, instantly restoring the temperature and air around them to normal.
Even more astonishing, this red energy also possessed fire-extinguishing properties.
Wherever it went, the flas along the way would dissolve into nothingness, leaving behind wisps of scattered smoke.
Thus, with Scarlett’s aid, everyone moved even faster and started speeding towards their destination.
At the sa ti, in the very center of the burning village, lay a single dod stone building.
At first glance, the outside of the building was surrounded by hundreds of Half-Orc soldiers, making it impenetrable.
Each soldier emitted an aura of icy coldness, making it impossible for anyone to approach them.
The interior of the building was equally tense.
A half-orc shaman clad in a black robe, along with his brown armored guards and a considerable number of archers, completely surrounded more than twenty Half-Elf warriors dressed in leather armor.
However, the clearly disadvantaged group of Half-Elves did not surrender.lnstead, they stood shoulder to shoulder, drawing their longbows, facing a confrontation with the Half-Orcs who outnumbered them by several tis.
The atmosphere was incredibly tense.
It seed that both sides could spark a life-and-death battle at any mont.
“Old man, hurry up and hand over the stuff to .”
The Half-Orc Shaman, surrounded by his guards, spoke fearlessly.
He played with his magic wand while slowly speaking in his raspy voice to the
old Half-Elf in the center, “If you do so, I might spare you a path to life.” On the other side, before the white-haired old Half-Elf could speak,
A beautiful Half-Elf girl beside him imdiately retorted, “In your dreams! We would rather die than give the treasure to a bastard like you!”
“Oh, hehe, didn’t expect such a pretty tough one.”
With a pair of murky eyes, he looked up and down at the Half-Elf girl’s youthful body for a while.
The Half-Orc Shaman laughed unangrily, with a lustful look in his eyes, “Don’t worry, soon I’ll let you know the true color of the flower.”
“You despicable bastard…” Hearing this, the angry Half-Elf girl was about to retort, but she was stopped by the old Half-Elf.
“Belinda, don’t say anything else.”
The old Half-Elf, taking a step forward with his crutch, solemnly said to the Half-Orc Shaman, “General, I don’t know where you heard about the treasure of our tribe.
But that was a long ti ago, after experiencing hundreds of years of wind, frost, rain, and snow.
Now the treasure has long lost its original glory, and it won’t play any role even if you take it back.
So, how about we negotiate instead?”
“Sly old man, don’t try to delay ti with .”
The Half-Orc Shaman spit and his rough face showed impatience.
His magic wand suddenly emitted a strong poisonous green light, and he coldly said, “I know that you’ve moved most of the tribesn to other places in the barrier.
Do you think they can really escape my grasp? Doing this will only make their deaths even worse!
I’m giving you one last minute to tell where it is, or I’ll make all of your lives worse than death!”
“How dare you!” On the other side, the Half-Elf girl’s face darkened, holding three feathered arrows in her hand and drawing her short bow into a full moon.
She then led the other Half-Elf archers forward, ready for a fight to the death.
However, although they seed unafraid of death, At this mont, all the Half-Elves knew very well in their hearts,
This was a battle without any chance of victory.
Just inside the room, the enemy had a Tier 3 Pinnacle powerhouse, more than thirty Tier 2 powerhouses, and hundreds of ordinary soldiers.
But looking at themselves, only the leading Half-Elf girl was a Tier 2 powerhouse, while the others had not broken through Tier 2 and were in the Tier 1 Peak state.
Such combat power was obviously disproportionate to the enemy.
“Prepare to do it!” Just as the Half-Orc Shaman, with evil and cold intentions in his eyes, lost his last bit of patience,
Without any warning, a burly figure holding a giant sword suddenly sped in from outside the door.
In a flash, everyone in the room didn’t have ti to react.
Accompanied by a piercing buzzing sound, the burly figure didn’t hesitate, swinging his giant sword with a deadly force of montum, slashing it horizontally with a thunderous force.
He actually managed to cut the Half-Orc Shaman, along with the dozens of Tier 2 heavily armored guards around him, in half with just one strike!
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