Elf Kingdom: Game of the World Tree-Chapter 181 - 175: Could These Elves Be Believers of the Evil God?

Chapter 181 -175: Could These Elves Be Believers of the Evil God?

Would the elves take revenge?

The old dwarf Balin was very doubtful if the peaceful and life-loving elves even had the concept of revenge in their minds…

Anyway, he didn’t believe it.

And as it turned out, these elves didn’t look like they were out for revenge either.

But then, why?

In the old dwarf’s understanding, elves would never initiate a conflict.

But the scene he had just witnessed completely overturned his perception of the elves…

If he hadn’t seen it wrong, the five giant scorpions attacking the elves… were the ones they had just eagerly blown out with Fireballs!

The expressions on their faces when throwing Fireballs were just like those playful kids in the dwarf tribe toying with mining insects.

And after observing their subsequent battle, the old dwarf grew even more astonished.

After luring out the five giant scorpions, these elves were initially a bit chaotic but quickly divided into five teams under orders, each going up against a giant scorpion.

That skill, that organization, you could tell it wasn’t their first time doing it.

Then, an Elf Warrior in each team stepped out, surrounded by protective auras, and crazily charged at the giant scorpions, enduring all their attacks.

However, how could a Black Iron Lower elf possibly be a match for a Black Iron Upper Demon Beast?

Under the Demon Beast’s attacks, even with various spell protections and their companions’ cover, several elves leading the charge were injured.

The old dwarf Balin took it all in and secretly shook his head.

If they couldn’t withstand the giant scorpions’ attack, why provoke them at all?

Now it was bad, they couldn’t seek revenge, and they might lose some clansmen too.

No wonder they’d decline.

The elves… were as stubborn as ever.

With the racial curse hanging over them, cultivating a skilled Black Iron Lower warrior wasn’t an easy task for the Elf Clan now!

Such a pity, such a pity…

In his view, those elves were as good as dead.

The reality was indeed as he imagined; those elf warriors who confronted the giant scorpions head-on became seriously injured quickly.

But whether they were spitting blood from the giant pincers’ blows or hit by the almost fatal scorpion venom, even if they had breath left in them, they didn’t retreat, nor did they care about the worsening injuries on their bodies…

Some even had abnormally pale faces, but they were laughing while spitting black blood:

“This fight is exhilarating! These scorpions are even more thrilling than the Demon Beasts above!”

“Elf Kingdom” was remarkably different from other virtual online games due to its high realism, offering excellent combat feedback during battles.

Many combat players not only enjoyed the thrill of tackling bosses and getting rewards but also relished the all-out battles…

This had become a hallmark of “Elf Kingdom” wild battles.

But unfortunately, the core area of the Elf Forest had seen all the qualifying Demon Beasts fought to their end by the players, leaving only small fry or ones too tough, or those too far from the core area…

It wasn’t until they reached the underground that the players found new targets.

And as he watched the battle scene, the old dwarf’s eyelid twitched wildly, growing more and more astonished.

Master of Darkness and Shadow above!

Since when did the elves become so unafraid of death, so passionate about combat?

Had they started worshiping both the Death God and the War God?

Why did they seem… more like those battle-crazy Beastmen?

How did they look more like they adapted to the Underworld’s intelligent beings than he did?

Could they really be Lizardmen or Beastmen disguised as elves?

The old dwarf rubbed his eyes and carefully looked at their appearance through the gap…

He discovered they indeed were the elves he remembered.

The Elf Warriors facing the giant scorpions didn’t care about their injuries, nor did those surrounding the giant scorpions care about the injuries of their comrades that were almost dying!

Except for the Druid who kept healing the Elf Warriors, everyone else focused entirely on the giant scorpions, crazily besieging them with an attitude of not stopping until the enemy was exhausted…

Even when an Elf Warrior died smiling while resisting a giant scorpion, the other elves wouldn’t frown but would quickly have another Elf Warrior take their place.

No one cared about the dead elf’s body, as if they didn’t mind at all.

Witnessing the death of their companions, they showed no sadness, and instead, as the giant scorpions’ wounds increased, they gradually became more delighted:

“It’s almost down! Everybody put more effort into it!”

“Kill it!”

The old dwarf: …

Watching the elves’ fight, he grew increasingly speechless.

More effort?!

Your people have died!

The bodies…

Huh?

Wait a minute…

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Where were the bodies?

The old dwarf widened his eyes, noticing that the bodies of the elf warriors initially lying on the ground had somehow disappeared…

Only a pile of equipment remained.

What the hell?

He looked astonished.

And the elves’ subsequent actions made the old dwarf’s expression even more complex.

When the giant scorpions weakened under the elves’ siege and were trying to escape, these elves who had been fighting excitedly turned red-eyed instead.

Their grim faces seemed to hint at a transition from excitement to anger and urgency…

At the same time, the old dwarf Balin could hear them shouting:

“No, it’s trying to escape!”

“Don’t let it get away! Don’t let it disengage!”

“Main T, do your job! Keep them contained!”

This time, the elves’ voices carried a degree of irritation and tension not present in the heat of the battle.

And then, a scene that shocked Balin even more unfolded…

The already severely injured elves suddenly charged after listening to the Commander’s instructions!

They either hugged the giant scorpions’ tail stingers or grabbed hold of the sturdy legs, then were all engulfed with the already exhausted giant scorpions in a sea of indiscriminate skill and magic attacks…

They… must have gone to the Netherworld together.

Were they all killed indiscriminately?

The old dwarf shuddered involuntarily, his gaze toward these handsome and tall elves having completely changed…

Master of Darkness and Shadow above!

Were they insane?

And afterward, the giant scorpions’ bodies suddenly began to wither and age, then turned to ashes…

While the elves’ bodies gradually became transparent and eventually disappeared…

Witnessing this, the old dwarf widened his eyes again, gasping:

“Gone… vanished… have these guys been lured into depravity by the Evil Gods?”

Long dwelling in the Underworld, the old dwarf had encountered Evil God believers, even dealt with them, traded with them, and hired some as mercenaries…

And the scene of the bodies vanishing bore a real resemblance to the sacrificial offerings of the Evil God believers!

At that moment, his heart was filled with fear and vigilance, and he abandoned his idea of deceiving the elves to obtain some forging techniques from them.

But following that, he saw the elves cheering one after another, then sitting down panting.

Laughing and chatting, they collected the equipment left by their dead companions without showing any sadness, or they took out some dry rations and began to eat.

And upon seeing what the dry rations were, the old dwarf’s eyes went wide…

“Jerky?!”

Master of Darkness and Shadow above!

Elves were eating jerky?!

Weren’t they supposed to consume fruits and nectar?

Why were they eating meat?

These elves… could they genuinely have fallen to become the Evil God’s clansmen?

The old dwarf was deeply shocked, increasingly feeling that his suspicion might be true.

Though shocked, as a competent underground resident, he couldn’t help but compare the combat strength of these strange elves to his own clansmen…

And upon comparing, he found in dismay that although his clansmen were generally stronger, if numbers were equal, they probably couldn’t beat them!

At the very least… in a different stance, his Langadur dwarves couldn’t kill five giant scorpions so swiftly and decisively!

Moreover… even as an underground creature, the old dwarf was astounded by the cold-bloodedness these elves displayed in battle…

Facing the death of comrades, they didn’t even blink!

However, despite being struck by the cruelty of these elves, the old dwarf wasn’t afraid of them.

Elves had long lifespans and low fertility…

In his view, sacrificing one elf to kill a Black Iron Upper Demon Beast was foolish!

However, he had an even bigger question in his mind…

Looking at the players’ happy faces after killing the giant scorpions, the old dwarf grew even more puzzled…

What were these elves after?

To kill Demon Beasts?

To sacrifice the Demon Beasts to the Evil Gods?

And at this moment, he also heard the players’ conversation:

“The Demon Beasts here are indeed impressive! Although they’re just Black Iron Upper, the experience is almost close to silver! Last time I joined Dema’s kid’s grinding session, and killing a Forest Giant Lizard was about the same.”

“Haha! This place is great. Let’s rest up, and when everyone’s here, we’ll keep grinding! Today we’ll clear out all the scorpions in this mushroom forest!”

“Phew… I wonder how much experience we’ll gain this time.”

“Too bad we can’t offer sacrifices here. Otherwise, we’d gain some contribution points from offering to ‘beep—’ the Divine!”

Upon hearing this, the old dwarf was genuinely stunned.

Sacrificing Demon Beasts…

A god whose name he couldn’t understand…

These elves…

Were truly believers of the Evil Gods!

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