NOVEL NEXT Chapter 122 - 122 Monsters! They are monsters!
Chapter 122: Chapter 122 Monsters! They are monsters!
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The madness of the elves equally incited the ferocity of the half-beasts.
After their initial shock, they did not hesitate any longer, instead fighting the players with bloodshot eyes.
However, like Grey Stone, the other half-beasts also thought that these elves had gone insane.
Otherwise, how could the elves entertain the foolish idea of exchanging one life for another?
They weren’t prolific like humans!
Every half-beast was a warrior, and their Rock Cave Tribe’s population had already exceeded five thousand!
If it were really life for life, even if they went back to the previous era, the Elf Clan would have to sacrifice a not insignificant tribe!
As for these elves in front of them… at most, there were only a few hundred.
But what shocked Grey Stone more and more was that these elves seemed endless…
He did not know how many elves he had actually slain.
Anyway… by the time he counted to ten, he stopped counting.
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This number had already surpassed all the elves he’d caught in the past decades combined.
However, what was incomprehensible was that no matter how many of these elves were killed, their numbers seemed unchanged.
Everywhere he looked, it seemed like there were still as many.
Not only that, but every so often, a batch of unequipped elves charged out, howling and taking the half-beasts down with them…
One could say that after all this time, ninety percent of the half-beasts died frustratingly this way.
“Aren’t these elves ever going to stop coming?!”
Looking at the blood-soaked ground, Grey Stone, who initially felt certain of victory, suddenly experienced a strange hesitation.
What confused him even further was that whenever these elves died, regardless of how their bodies were mutilated, they would turn to nothingness shortly after…
For a moment, Grey Stone even thought he was hallucinating.
Were these elves all magical illusions?!
But the sensation of his curved blade cutting through elf flesh and shattering bone was unmistakably clear, and the blood that sprayed on his face was so hot…
Everything told Grey Stone that his enemies were certainly no illusion.
But what on earth was going on with these elves?
*Grey Stone grew increasingly agitated as he fought.*
All the half-orc warriors who followed him had already been replaced once.
Those who rushed in first had all fallen under the elves’ suicidal attacks.
And this only made Grey Stone angrier.
But along with his anger, his heart grew even more suspicious.
Because it wasn’t just the elves whose bodies disappeared; even the half-orcs aged rapidly the moment they were slain, turning to ash…
Although they disappeared differently from the elves, in the end, apart from some dust and blood stains, not a single corpse remained on the battlefield, leaving only the half-orcs’ equipment behind.
Grey Stone suddenly understood why the High Priest was so cautious…
*These elves, they were strange!*
*Not normal!*
*Absolutely not normal!*
At this point, the voice of the Giant Mountain Priest echoed from afar,
“Rush in! Destroy their teleportation array! Otherwise, we won’t be able to kill them all!”
Teleportation array…
Grey Stone was enlightened, finally understanding why these elves couldn’t be vanquished.
It turned out that they were constantly teleporting in reinforcements!
But then, he felt even more puzzled…
Where exactly was this teleportation array connected to that there could be so many elves?!
Had they gathered all the elves of the entire continent? Why did their bodies disappear, and why did their kinsmen’s bodies disappear too?
At this moment, he suddenly saw another dozen or so elves emerge without equipment…
When he saw the leader, Grey Stone’s pupils narrowed slightly.
“This… this is impossible!”
He cried out.
He recognized it clearly; it was an elf he had once killed!
Not only that, this guy was a slippery one, and Grey Stone had spent considerable effort killing him back then.
He vividly remembered slicing the elf in half with a single blow, the warm entrails spilling everywhere.
Grey Stone could identify him again not only because he was slippery… but also because this red-haired fellow made a grimace and mocked him just before dying!
Moreover, as he was dying, this guy disdainfully dragged his upper body to flip him the middle finger!
Grey Stone didn’t know what the middle finger meant, but the elfish mockery was carved into his heart.
They were dying, yet they still taunted him, how hateful!
But what horrified Grey Stone was that now… he saw this supposedly dead elf again!
Alive, bouncing, without even a scar!
Father God above! What… what on earth was happening?!
Wasn’t he already dead just now?
Could they be immortal monsters?!
Wait a minute…
If this group of elves wouldn’t die… then what did the half-beasts’ battle mean?!
Seeing Grey Stone’s vacant gaze gradually turned to terror, Demacia chuckled,
“Haha, surprised? It’s still me!”
However, he did not charge at Grey Stone but instead looked up and shouted,
“El! There’s a tough Black Iron Upper opponent here, requesting support!”
*Fighting while distracted during battle?*
Seeing the enemy act this way, Grey Stone got furious!
“Whether you’re an elf or a monster, a devil or a demon… you must die!”
He roared and struck at Demacia once more.
If once wasn’t enough to kill you…
Then I’ll just kill you again!
However, just as his curved blade was about to fall, a small figure suddenly dashed over.
Grey Stone only felt a sharp pain in his wrist, then a tightening in his chest.
When he came to his senses, he was horrified to find that his hands had been severed.
Moreover, a knife had been thrust into his chest, blood splattering.
Grey Stone could clearly feel his life force slipping away…
It was only then that he saw clearly who attacked him.
It was a thin elf youth with silver hair and blue eyes, a determined and cold expression on his youthful face.
He merely gave Grey Stone a cold glance before slipping back into the other battlefields.
Silver… Silver!
In an instant, Grey Stone understood.
There was a swordsman of silver strength hidden among these elves!
The elves were even concealing their strength!
*When… when did they become so cunning?*
Grey Stone opened his mouth, wanting to shout out his discovery…
But it was too late.
Seeing the incapacitated Grey Stone, Demacia’s eyes gleamed.
He promptly picked up the curved blade Grey Stone had dropped and chopped his head off…
In an instant, all Grey Stone felt was the world spinning.
Faintly, he heard an excited shout,
“Haha! A head! A Black Iron Upper! I’ve scored big!”
Afterwards, he knew nothing…
Grey Stone was not the first.
Gradually, more and more half-orcs discovered the players’ undead nature.
This fact finally stirred panic among the half-orcs.
“They aren’t elves! They’re monsters! They must be monsters!”
“We can’t kill them! We can’t kill them!”
“Devils! They must be devils!”
Emotions were contagious.
With the panic in the frontline half-beasts, the formation began to fall into disarray.
And El, who intermittently sought out tough targets and took them down, became the last weight tipping the scales.
The half-beasts… finally began their rout!
“Don’t panic! Don’t retreat! Don’t panic! Don’t retreat!”
Seeing the half-beasts in retreat, the Giant Mountain Priest hurriedly shouted.
However… it was of no use.
Nothing was like a defeated army rolling downhill.
Driven by fear of the unknown, the half-beasts abandoned their gear and fled, not heeding commands.
Seeing the half-beasts in full retreat, the players were exhilarated.
They shouted, “Hooray!” “Charge!” “Snatch the heads!” and began chasing down the half-beasts!
In the pursuit, the half-beasts left behind another dozen or so bodies as they retreated from the hill…
Seeing the half-beasts fall back to their tribe, the players ceased their chase.
The opponents were numerous, and if the players pursued further, it would not be a hunt but a death wish.
The black hill had already been stained a dark red by blood.
This charge cost over two hundred half-beasts their lives!
The players also suffered heavy casualties.
Overall, they had still lost in terms of contribution points.
Because, even with their overwhelming advantage and El’s assistance, it took an average of three players to take down one half-beast!
However, this did not dampen their spirits.
Because, besides the slain half-beasts, there was still a pile of gear left behind…
It was the half-beasts’.
If they added the value of the gear to their contribution points, the players would profit again.
They stopped, joyfully scavenging the loot, like a swarm of locusts…
Below the hill, the half-orc Giant Mountain witnessed everything in silence.
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