Lautner saw that the pale Orc was furious. He waved his hand and a dazzling sword aura tore a line of blood in the Orc army.
His speed was like lightning. When the sword aura completely disappeared, he arrived in front of the pale Beastman at the same time. Behind him, there were Beastmen who had been dismembered. The broken limbs were shocking and blood flowed like a river.
An elf with an Intermediate Epic bloodline and a Demon-Hunter Ranger with a hidden profession. His terrifying strength could really take on a hundred orcs!
"Yo, Pale White Beastman? A rare species from the second era, right? My father killed dozens of them. Where did you come from?”Lautner looked at this person carefully. His aura was a little higher than his, but it was not one level higher.
Therefore, he did not seem to care too much and looked over with a disdainful gaze!
Of course, he had a good idea of what to do. He held his sword tightly in his hand and was ready to fight at any time.
As for the pale Orc?
The thing he looked down on the most was the big eyes of the elves!
In other words, no race liked the elves 'beautiful, arrogant, and condescending gazes. They felt that they were trash, that they were of the same generation as their great-grandfather, that they had killed their great-grandfather, their grandfather, and their father. They felt that even if they couldn't defeat them, they could still torture them to death. Come, come, come.
In any case, the Elves were second to none in the Gods Continent in terms of attracting Hatred Points. They were basically maxed out…
Therefore, Lautner's words...
The pale beastman was so angry that he was trembling all over…
It was a tradition in the Gods Continent that the two armies did not fight directly. When the two armies fought, if the generals met, they would mock each other and curse each other to increase their hatred. Only then would they continue to shell!
"I will pull your head off and stuff it into your * ss. You pointy-eared bunch of people are determined to save those dwarves?”Although the pale Orc was the commander of this army, he still had a mission to complete. The intelligence of an Orc with this bloodline was not low.
Even if the elves and the orcs were mortal enemies, he still wanted to ask if this battle could be avoided!
After all, this was not cowardice. He was just asking casually. As for whether his previous scolding would lead to the inevitable start of a war, he did not care.
When Lautner heard that he was going to stick his head into his butt, he didn't even bother listening to the rest of the sentence. He directly spat out a mouthful of elven phlegm, which landed on the pale Beastman's favorite sword…
Without a doubt.
The two guys who were not in the mood to talk instantly fought.
………………
William stood on the treetops and stopped the elves from shooting arrows because the orcs did not take the initiative to attack Lautner.
This was an unavoidable duel!
When someone was able to tear apart the camp of the army and charge in front of the enemy general, no one could stop this kind of one-on-one behavior. Otherwise, they would be despised by the gods.
And players loved this kind of behavior…
Therefore…
A few years after the Chosen Ones arrived in the Gods Continent, no one paid attention to the gods 'etiquette with the players. As long as the enemy belonged to the undead Chosen One army, then it was over.
As for the elves, they were foul-mouthed and spat?
Wasn't this normal?
Don't elves need to pee or poop?
Could it be that the farts of elves were fragrant?
Don't elves need to bathe?
Can't elves unlock all kinds of positions to make love?
Don't tell me you want to say," Goddess, don't be like this. If you poop, you'll lose your halo. It'd be strange if the goddess didn't slap you to death when she heard that..."
In short, in the game Gods, you will see the most realistic elf race, and even various races.
He could even see an elf who was very different from an ordinary elf on the battlefield!
In the Forest of Peace, you could see the perfect, elegant, and kind nature of the elves.
On the battlefield, they could also see them brandishing their knives at any living being, regardless of whether they were sick or sick, old or young. Their extremely cold feelings for life often brought great shock to many people who did not know the truth.
They were the most extreme creatures, but they were also the best warriors!
Bang!
Both of them used swords, a single-handed sword and a double-handed heavy sword. Logically speaking, when these weapons collided, the user of the single-handed sword would usually be suppressed. However, the advantage brought by his bloodline and class allowed Lautner to fight evenly with him.
Surging battle energy wreaked havoc within a ten-meter radius!
The grass and trees turned into pieces and were sent flying into the distance by waves of air currents.
In just a few seconds.
Many bloody wounds appeared on their bodies.
Not every attack could be blocked.
However, the elves weren't afraid of injuries.
It was because they were true pure-blooded Elves!
There were no shortcomings!
Their defense was also much higher than the other races.
This was especially true for an Epic bloodline BOSS like Lautner. He knew that he had a lot of HP in his body and was not afraid of losing it at all!
The two of them fought fiercely, and their battle energy shot out in all directions. The ground under their feet sank layer by layer under the collision of their battle energy. The scene was extremely exaggerated and shocking.
The beastmen cried out in alarm and discussed from time to time. Who would win?
What would happen to them if their leader failed?
Err…
For most Beastmen, wasn't this something they would only consider after failure?
However, when they saw that their leader, who had the advantage, was forced to retreat, they began to feel uneasy...
The elves stood on the treetops expressionlessly. They did not cheer or shout, only silence. Their eyes were fixed on the center of the battlefield, ready to attack at any time.
Were the elves not excited?
Excitement.
However, Spirit felt that it was too embarrassing for them to shout and shout. It did not match their proud identities…
After all, they were all long-lived species and had a lot of experience. They could not have the same behavior as these short-lived species. Otherwise, it would definitely drag down the low elves 'status.
So...
Seeing the Elves charging, killing, and even being hacked to death without a single word of pain, it was completely caused by their racial class…
William stared at the battlefield. He was not too worried that Lautner would fail!
According to what he thought, Lautner would definitely win, and these orcs would not be able to escape either.
Otherwise, why would William, who lacked military strength, come to save the dwarves?
But what he was most worried about was who was behind these orcs?
Was it an ordinary orc tribe?
It was the clan under the dragon!
The difference between the two was like heaven and earth.
Although the dragons might not have the intention to avenge the orcs, it was very likely that they would eat the orcs directly because of their failure.
However, he was not afraid of ten thousand.
The giant dragon of the snowy mountain of the East Sea was really going to leave the mountain ahead of time.
Then Border Town would be fun…
If nothing unexpected happened.
In the later stages of Version 1.0, the dragons of the Eastern Sea Snow Mountain were almost Level 70 Legendary Dragon Bosses.
And now, it was a year before the open beta.
Even if the dragons today were not level 70, they were at least level 60!
No matter what.
This dragon was a huge threat.
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