Game of the World Tree-Chapter 33

Destroy It!

"Gosh! It's the world boss!"

"How can Demacia be so lucky? Isn't he always unlucky?"

"The rewards are so rich. An exclusive title of 'Goblin Slayer!' Three Perfect Resurrection and a lot of experience and contribution points!"

"I need a few hundred experience points to level to level 11."

"Me too! Me too!"

The players were so excited that their eyes shone brightly like the stars in the sky.

In most games, elite monster tasks like fighting world bosses were something that had always been a profitable, cost-effective business for all players.

"Huh? Why is Demacia running increasingly further away from us with the boss…"

At this time, someone found that the red dot on the minimap was moving in a strange direction.

"Damn, is he so scared that he forgot the way back?"

"He might want to protect the teleportation circle…"

Suddenly, someone's expression turned grim as he thought of something bad.

"No. He must not fail alone. If he dies, the boss will disappear from the game. We might fail the new task."

"Damn, it's really possible!"

"It makes sense! Let's go there quickly!"

"Go go go! Get the world boss!"

The players analyzed the situation in a few words and instantly decided to leave for the boss lest it should run away.

"Let's go get the world boss!"

"Let's take wooden knives and wooden staffs! The task tip says they can increase our damage!"

"Wait, notify the group of players back in the camp and tell them to hurry accept the task. They can gain experience points by damaging the world boss. It will also be a great experience as this is the first world boss!"

All of a sudden, the whole army of players worked like a well-oiled machine. Nearly a hundred elves carried the scimitars and bows collected from the goblins on their backs, replacing them with their original wooden weapons, and rushed towards the red dot on the minimap in a big group.

After countless battles with the goblin, they had now gained a lot of combat experience. When they started marching towards the world boss, they actually had an aggressiveness aura around them.

Meanwhile, countless players back in the camp received the news, took their weapons, and came here through teleportation with clear excitement. They all accepted the task and planned to take their share of the loot by damaging the world boss. All of them were extremely excited.

All at once, the three hundred chosen ones moved!

Berserker, who was observing the chosen ones secretly, was stunned when he saw them suddenly going in a mad frenzy.

"Mother God on high! What happened to them?"

"A goblin priest appeared, and it is a powerful goblin priest that enslaves numerous undead elves. I told them about it."

Eve felt relief when He saw the enthusiastic players. So, He explained in Berserker's mind.

The goblin priest that enslaved undead elves?

On hearing this, Berserker instantly got angry.

Goblins were evil and depraved. This was the greatest insult to Mother God!

He wished to fly there immediately in person and slap this audacious goblin to death!

But as he thought of the one behind the goblins, he had to reject his idea.

No… He could not undermine Mother God's plan…

Huh? This was not right…

Wait…

Suddenly, Berserker realized something. He stood up from the woods, watched in disbelief as the players ran somewhere crazily, and said with shock,

"Mother God… You… You mean that this group of chosen ones are going to kill the goblin priest?"

Although Berserker had not seen it, he could guess that the goblin priest was absolutely not weak, for it was able to enslave undead elves.

This would definitely be a difficult challenge to the chosen ones.

They were not Mother God's believers. But when Mother God's dignity was challenged, this group of chosen ones took the initiative to fight and advanced without hesitation!

Berserker heard the players' shouts of "Forward!" "For elves! For the goddess!"…

At this moment, Berserker was actually touched.

Mother God on high! Although this group of chosen ones were cunning and greedy, they were so sincere and reliable when it came to defending Mother God's honour.

Mother God, your choice was really far-sighted!

Thinking of the previous prejudice he had against the chosen ones, Berserker felt that he might need to get to know them more.

Furthermore, when Berserker clearly saw the players' eyes turning red and their expressions turning so excited that their faces slightly distorted, his gaze changed again.

They didn't look like they were going to fight a fierce battle, but to attend a carnival instead!

Even if they were not real warriors, they were really brave!

Recalling the chosen ones' former battles, Berserker could not help but exclaim at this moment,

"Mother God on high, your wisdom and vision put me to shame…"

"This group of chosen ones' enthusiasm for combat is surprising, far beyond ordinary elves… This is also the quality that the peace-loving elves lack on the road to the peak."

"Mother God, you are right. I think that one day, they will lead elves to the peak and stand on the continent of Sagas again!"

…

Inside the dense forest.

Demacia was stunned as he looked at the notifications from the system before his eyes.

"World… The world boss…"

He twisted his face and murmured,

"Am I lucky or unlucky?"

Looking back at the undeads that were coming increasingly closer behind him, Demacia did not feel good.

"Damn, do they have to chase so hard…"

He took a deep breath and sped up again.

"Since this is a world boss, I will run in circles. Brother Mu and the others will definitely come here when they get the system notifications. Before they come, I cannot die. If the boss disappears from the battle, we may fail the task."

Demacia immediately threw away the idea that he should lure the monster somewhere else and commit suicide.

When he thought out the new plan, he changed his direction and started running in circles.

Surrounded by undeads, Guru sat on the shoulder of a tall skeleton and followed behind Demacia closely.

"Ha ha… You want to delay?"

His eyes were full of mockery as he looked at the sweaty elf.

"Or are you waiting for your companions?"

Now, Guru was absolutely sure that there was a group behind this elf.

However, with the undead magic at hand, he was not scared of fighting against a lot of enemies alone.

Although the undead were not intellectual creatures, they were numerous and felt no pain. They did not know what death and fear were. They were fearless weapons of war!

Besides, Guru did not think that the group behind the elf was strong. Otherwise, they would have come for him long ago.

"This is an opportunity for me to see who is making trouble behind the scene. Ha ha, there is an elf involved. Perhaps I can catch some big fish this time."

He intended to take the opportunity to force the enemy out…

As Demacia constantly ran, his physical strength was rapidly decreasing.

Finally, he gradually stopped because he was unable to run any longer.

"You cannot run anymore?"

Guru jumped off from the shoulder of the undead, looked at Demacia and kept sneering.

He waved his hand and a dozen level 10 undeads quickly swarmed and surrounded Demacia.

Demacia turned his head, gasped and wiped the sweat on his head, but his expression did not show any trace of tension or despair.

Looking at his fearless gaze, there was a flicker of surprise in Guru's eyes.

"You are not afraid?"

Demacia looked at the goblin priest that dressed like a magician. Suddenly, he smiled, showing his pearly white teeth.

"Afraid of what?"

He booed and spat at the goblin priest.

"My reinforcements have arrived!"

At the same time, there were shouts of excitement all around.

"It is the world boss! It is the world boss!"

"Kill it! Don't let it run away!"

"For elves! For Her Majesty Eve!"

"Beat the goblin!!"

"Destroy it!"