I am a nuclear pollution mage, so the toxicity should not be too strong, right?

He stretched out his hand to grab the figure of the staff member, but failed.

Looking back, there were only a dozen Golden Knights left behind who were also stumbling forward, and there was no one around them.

"F*c! Damn gray elf!"

Jack used up the last of his strength and roared into the sky with a desperate roar.

But after roaring, he lowered his head, and the gray things around him were still spying secretly. From time to time, they would leave deep claw marks on people, and the few remaining golden knights could not bear to be disturbed.

Wild monsters like gray elves have almost no survivability. Although they are level 50 wild monsters, they only have a measly 10,000 health points. Ordinary players can wipe them out with just one skill.

But the only characteristic of this thing is that it has a natural 50% dodge rate and 300% critical hit damage in a dense forest environment!

A typical assassin-type creature with high attack and low blood.

Originally, in the heyday of Jack's arrival, it was easy to get rid of these gray elves.

Now that the large army has dispersed, there are only a dozen or so defeated soldiers left around Jack. Even he himself is on the verge of being forced offline, and he is actually bullied by the gray elves that he killed casually before!

Swish!

Seeing that Jack was alone, the gray shadow quickly flashed like a shower, leaving deep claw marks on Jack's body.

One attack wasn't even enough to break Jack's defense, but two, three, etc. followed one after another...

click!

The last bit of durability of Jack's armor was lost, and his blood volume plummeted by several thousand points.

The most cruel thing is that the gray elf's attack was poisonous. Jack instantly fell into a state of 'confusion', 'semi-coma' and 'high fever', which made his already confused nerves even more difficult at the moment. He was coughing like a seriously ill patient. He was almost hunched over and crawling on the ground, his blood volume continued to drop, and his condition had deteriorated to the extreme. His vision was like that of a patient with thousands of degrees of myopia, everything he saw was gray.

"roll!"

Jack forced himself to keep swinging his sword, trying to fight off the gray elves around him, but he couldn't see anything clearly, and the scars on his body were gradually increasing. When several swaying golden knights rushed towards him, they didn't notice Jack's body. figure.

Looking from the other direction, he saw Jack yelling in fright and powerlessness.

"Help! helpme!" (Help me, help me!)

A mind-numbing scene appeared. Dozens of big rat-like gray elves. Calling them elves is too flattering. In fact, their appearance was not much better than that of goblins. They grabbed Jack's clothes from different directions and pulled him at high speed. Pulling it towards the cave, it crushed a bush on the ground.

The Golden Knights quickly followed, and finally found Jack's lost sword outside a cave entrance that was only large enough to accommodate a raccoon cat.

The dark hole at the entrance is the gray elf's lair.

This short and ugly creature lives under the dark and humid jungle swamps. Jack's desperate and shrill roar could be heard faintly from the entrance of the cave.

"No!"

"help me!"

"Oh my God, that thing's coming in!"

"...God..."

After a while, the sound disappeared.

There were only a dozen Golden Knights left, looking around in confusion. In their perception, the master had died, and Jack had been forced to log off after being killed!

...

At this time, on the eastern city wall.

Wang Yun looked at the dark forest in the distance with confusion, and frowned: "Where are those white-skinned guys? They won't go back home, right? That's it?!"

"probably not."

The scholar on the side shook his head: "The battle has reached this point, they must be resting, and there might be a sudden attack."

"Makes sense!"

However, to be on the safe side, Wang Yun still recruited a few assassin players: "Go explore the road and see where those bastards have gone."

"Yes!"

Several players flew over the top of the city, climbed up, quickly disappeared at the edge of the dense forest, and entered to search.

But they were also lost.

There was originally no fog in the dense forest. Few players set foot there. There were no important tasks here. Players had very little information about this place.

There was no fog when Jack came before, but now it suddenly became foggy.

In the fog, vision is reduced, pathfinding props cannot be used, and the probability of getting lost is almost 100%!

Soon these players discovered some scattered European and American players who were being attacked by gray elves.

They kept walking forward without saying anything.

After roughly figuring out the situation in this area, he replied to Wang Yun: "President, these grandsons are lost in the woods. It is very strange here and you cannot use pathfinding tools."

"what?!"

Upon hearing the news, Wang Yun suddenly slapped his thigh in surprise: "What a great opportunity, God help me!"

"Give me some 3,000 people to leave the city, and I'm going to blow their assholes!"

...

Naturally, Ibaraki Doji disdained to participate in this kind of petty quarrel, but the players took the initiative and rushed into the dense forest crazily. In order to prevent them from getting separated, they directly pinched out prop ropes and tied everyone together to form an iron rope. A series of continuous, mighty sweeps into the dense forest.

There is mental arithmetic but no care, and more is more than less.

European and American players know what real despair is. While being sneak-attacked by Daxia players appearing everywhere, they also have to find large troops in the dense forest. The most disgusting thing is that there are gray elves everywhere!

The battle was brutal from the start.

One by one, American soldiers died in the dense forest. After being resurrected, they were left alone and were eaten alive by the gray elves. The cycle repeats...

These gray elves became Wang Yun's best assistant this time.

More importantly, Jack was also seriously injured and offline. The 50,000 European and American players were completely turned into headless flies, struggling to survive in the dense forest. If they were killed in such an extremely frightened and nervous situation, it would be more likely to cause brain damage. Many players were forced offline and sent to the hospital just as they were dying.

The battle continued for another day and two nights.

I don't know what the pattern is, but the fog in the dense forest suddenly cleared again.

It happened that at this time, the surviving European and American players, who stumbled out of the dense forest like a group of beggars and escaped, looked at each other and finally found their comrades nearby.

They cried bitterly and gathered around each other, making sounds of the utmost agony of torture.

"Ada...I finally found you!"

"How many times have I missed, how many times have I been killed by those nasty Daxia people, do you know?"

A European and American female player hugged a male player and shed tears.

"My dear, as long as you are still here!"

The male player also had tears in his eyes: "I was caught by the Daxia people. They asked me to sing the national anthem of Daxia. If I didn't sing, the gray elves... God knows why those damn things have that habit! I sang, but They said that my pronunciation was not accurate, but they let the gray elves ruin me, my dear, you won’t dislike me!”