The inexplicable enemy came so quickly, which was beyond the imagination of the Elf Temple.
Before they could make a decision on what to do, brand new news had arrived.
In the tavern of a city in the plane of the Elf Temple, a tall, handsome elf had been drinking for three days and three nights, and he didn't know how much he drank.
If it weren't for the fact that his clothes and accessories were all valuable, the tavern owner would be worried that this guy wouldn't be able to afford the drink money.
However, he still took the initiative to go up and ask: "Friend, is there anything bothering you?"
Very good, this is what we have been waiting for. The drinking elf drank the wine in his hand and slammed the wine glass on the ground. The exquisite crystal glass hit the floor and made a crisp sound, which instantly attracted everyone.
gaze.
The elves are a race that needs grace and face. Under normal circumstances, they would definitely not do such a thing that damages their image.
Then once it is done, it can almost prove that something big is going to happen, or it can be said that there is gossip.
In fact, these people present are all preoccupied and are not in a good mood. However, it is also a good choice to listen to other people's unlucky stories and relieve their own emotional pressure.
"I'm done!"
"How come I've had enough!"
"Look at what the elves are like now. Since Her Majesty the Queen was killed by the goddess, have the elves become better? No?"
The man stood up, his face turned red, and he shouted loudly. His angry eyes were like burning flames, trying to ignite everyone present.
The atmosphere in the tavern became more and more depressing, because what made everyone feel heavy was this matter. The elves were now in danger.
"Just before, we were a small tribe, and I was the only one who came back alive. My brothers and sisters, the people I loved deeply, and my childhood sweethearts all died on the battlefield, but all of this was just in exchange for the Temple of Life.
The word "waste", I have been thinking about why I fight and why I sacrifice..."
When the man got emotional, he pulled off his robe, and scars appeared on it. All kinds of energy damage, so that it would take a long time for the injury to fully heal.
No one doubted his lies. There were many people at the scene who had come down from the battlefield. They had also lost their brothers and sisters, and there were many who were left alone.
Standing naked in front of everyone, the Elf man raised his arms and roared angrily.
"What have we gained, what have we paid, and what will the Elf Goddess do?"
Everyone is thinking about it. In fact, many people have considered this issue, but no one has ever shouted about it as loudly as now.
"The strength of the elves has been reduced by more than half. If this continues, it is very unlikely that the elves will never be able to return when they return from the next expedition. How many of you here will survive? By then, the elves will
Completely degenerating into a small race and becoming an inferior force. The countless efforts of our ancestors will be in vain. How will future generations view us? The most important thing is, why are we willing to abandon our lives in a place destined to gain nothing?
On the battlefield!”
The ear-splitting sound caused the entire tavern to experience emotional fluctuations. The boss quietly glanced at the waiter, who quickly ran over and closed the door of the tavern to prevent the sound from spreading.
"Are you worried about me?" The elf looked at the boss with extremely solemn eyes.
The boss didn't say anything. He couldn't say this, but he couldn't deny it. In fact, it was like this. There was nothing to explain.
"Thank you for your relationship, but I would like to ask the Elf Goddess, if she wants to become a dog in the Temple of Life, has she ever considered the fate and future of the Elf clan? If she degenerates into an inferior force, then the Elf clan
So what is the reason why the elves are risking their lives to fight now?"
The aura of the man continued to rise, and the suppressed elves in the tavern gradually became breathless. He was a male elf in the realm of God King, and his status among the elves must be very important.
However, the base of the elves is also very large, and it is normal not to know them, not to mention that not every master is very high-profile.
Many plane wanderers are keen on doing their own things, and perhaps even the people around them don't know that they have reached that level.
The question is, even the masters of this level are injured to this extent, so what kind of powerful enemy will the elves face on this battlefield? The most important thing is that this enemy is not their own enemy.
At this time, another male elf stood up and pulled off the clothes on his upper body. A series of wounds appeared in people's sight.
A total of seven elves stood up, including a woman. The injuries on their bodies proved what they had gone through.
Of course, there are other warriors who have not come forward. Some are loyal to the Elf Goddess and the temple, while others do not know what to do!
The people in the tavern were kicked away, and a group of city guards came in, their eyes falling directly on the elf who was speaking.
"You dare to betray the Elf Goddess and the temple, come back with us to face trial!"
"It was the goddess and the temple who betrayed the elves first!" The woman put on her clothes and pushed back forcefully. Since she stood up today, something would definitely happen.
"Stop talking nonsense, go back and accept the trial and sanctions of the temple. If you dare to slander the goddess and the temple, you will die!" The elf who led the team directly chose to take action without any courtesy.
In this case, what else is there to say? The talking elf finally stopped and stretched one hand forward. The elf soldiers of the city guard who poured in all felt that they had lost control of their bodies. From the captain at the front,
The head jumped up from the neck, and a stream of blood poured out from underneath.
The remaining people were thrown out directly and thrown on the street outside the tavern. The man dropped a divine core on the table without saying a word, swallowed the remaining drink in one gulp, and went straight out.
The robe was thrown to the ground, and on his scarred back was a long bow and quiver.
The shopkeeper quickly put away his robe and put it into his space ring. Several people behind him also ran out, and there were also dozens of people drinking behind him.
The atmosphere in the tavern suddenly became more and more tense, and everyone expected that something would happen.