I Captivate the Player

He saw that the comrades around him were far away from him, and a feeling of resentment suddenly arose in his heart. Then, his body gradually swelled up, getting bigger and bigger.

This fused body is like a tart boiling in a microwave.

They exploded.

A rain of blood rose from the sky, and a large amount of blood splashed on the other elves. They were all stunned by this extremely terrifying scene.

"Grass!"

The old elf was very angry. He didn't know where the enemy was, but one of his subordinates had already died.

A strong sense of crisis surged up.

"Waiter, haven't you found the enemy's location yet?"

He turned his head and shouted at an elf at the end of the cavalry line.

This is a male elf wearing clothes woven with flowers and plants, with an arrogant demeanor, even though one of his companions died, he was not moved at all.

Servant of Nature is the next job of a prophet. They are selected by the noble prophets from birth, and taken to the corresponding places to receive strict training. These elves have been trying to communicate with the god of nature all their lives, and only the most outstanding Only those who can be predicted can become new prophets.

The vast majority of natural servants will never be able to become prophets in their lifetime, but even so, ordinary-mouthed natural servants still belong to high positions in the elves' hierarchy, and their status is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary people. disrespectful.

"idiot!"

The natural waiter didn't give the old elf face as the captain of the cavalry at all.

He directly opened his mouth to curse, and Elder Elf's complexion changed, but he didn't dare to speak back, only to see the natural waiter raised his hand, and a green fluorescent seed fell from his palm.

"In the name of the God of Nature, it will guide us to find out what threatens us through the power of nature."

As he said, the seed begins to grow as soon as it hits the ground.

All the elves present watched this seed take root and sprout, and it quickly turned into branches, growing fast, and then began to track "threats".

A shocking scene appeared.

Dozens of branches pointed at every elf splashed by the blood rain... Everyone was stunned on the spot.

Naturally, the waiter was taken aback for a moment, but he quickly figured out the situation and roared anxiously.

"The power of the God of Nature can never go wrong! All elves touched by blood are a threat, and the other elves should disperse quickly! Don't get close to them!"

Just as he was yelling, the elves who were splashed with blood found their bodies were melting, just like snails encountering salt... The scene became extremely terrifying.

At this moment, the players finally rushed over!

"Old elves, here we come!"

Led by the "Condor", the players all came to Renoway's city.

Although the "Condor" people didn't surround the place to prevent other players from participating in the boss battle, the "Condor" players rushed to the front, and they obviously didn't intend to let the boss out.

The elves are experiencing the magical version of "Resident Evil", and they are all terrified, but the players are still thinking about how to take the lead.

Because the long-range attack did not kill the BOSS, the players decided to fight in close quarters.

Each of the [-] players in the player elite group took out their melee weapons, and the weapons they used were all of the same standard. Compared with the most popular sword weapons, the melee weapons of the "Condors" were mainly knives and shields.

At this time, the elf cavalry troops had fallen into chaos. The bodies of many elves and tiger eagles were dissolving, and then a large-scale explosion occurred again. As long as other elves were contaminated with their blood, they would fall into the same fate.

The old elf's arm was also stained with a drop of blood, and the whole arm began to squirm and liquefy. On the back, there was a totem tattoo of a tiger-shaped beast that glowed green, gradually suppressing the mutation on the arm.

On his back is a totem of protection with the power of nature drawn by the prophet himself.

"What kind of weird thing is this..."

Although he didn't die strangely, the old elf still had some lingering fears, and he also saw the adventurer rushing towards him.

"Hurry up and disperse, everyone."

"Don't come close! Everyone stay as far away as possible!"

Although most of these adventurers are despicable and hateful humans, in order to avoid more terrifying consequences, the old elf couldn't help but remind him.

However, players have nothing to fear!

Even though there are a few super-cowardly players, most players still have nothing to fear and rush into the battlefield without hesitation... because their fear is completely taken away by silver.

A large amount of viscous liquid was spilled by the players. This is what was first used to deal with Sandro's invisibility. The anti-invisibility slime made of slime...

Sure enough, as soon as the players sprinkled it, a human figure who used invisibility to hide was released.

He was standing in the crowd.

"The enemy is here!"

Some players were pierced by purple lightning as soon as they shouted out.

Purple lightning danced wildly in mid-air, forming a huge and wild grid, like a cage made of lightning, anyone who approached would be sanctioned.

Basil and Ashmore have now merged into one, and the main body part is still dominated by Basil, only a head belonging to Ashmore grows on his back.

The bare-chested Basil with blond hair was completely surrounded, and he looked at the players solemnly... From before to now, he has consumed too much mana.

It is not an option to continue fighting like this.

This still looks pretty creepy.