Elf Kingdom: Game of the World Tree

The dark clouds in the sky were so dense they seemed about to fall, and a cold wind howled fiercely, making the iris flags flutter noisily.

Above the city of the Half-Beast.

A magical barrier shimmering with a pale silver glow gradually took shape, resembling an inverted giant bowl, completely enveloping the entire tribe.

Meanwhile, stern-faced Half-Beast priests, following the High Priest's command, positioned themselves around the ramparts, praying continuously.

This was a Divine Arts defensive barrier.

With the assistance of the Sorren Commerce, this kind of defensive Divine Arts, commonly seen in faith wars, was now officially employed by the Half-Beasts.

Beyond the ramparts, thirty thousand strong Elf Army had officially surrounded the Golden Tent Tribe, and several trebuchets were erected by the players, continuously hurling projectiles at the Half-Beast's city from different directions.

Fiery "meteors" streaked through the clouded sky, trailing thick smoke, and fell onto the crude city of the Half-Beasts, crashing onto the Divine Arts barrier.

Loud explosions reverberated everywhere, with flames bursting forth.

The pale silver Divine Arts barrier flickered continuously, swaying like a small boat in a storm.

The Half-Beast priests maintaining the Divine Arts barrier looked pained, with many turning pale.

As the connectors between the offering statues and the faith barrier, every attack absorbed by the defensive Divine Arts would backfire on the Half-Beast priests after a reduction.

The High Priest with Golden Power fared better, but the slightly weaker Half-Beast priests were already spitting blood under the relentless barrage of the trebuchets.

The entire Divine Arts barrier also flickered on and off under the players' attacks.

Yet even so, the Half-Beasts managed to hold on.

However, the Golden Tent Tribe's High Priest looked even more grim.

His tribe had harbored Half-Beasts who escaped from the Rock Cave Tribe, and he already had some understanding of the trebuchets the elves had acquired from the Human Clan.

At this moment, feeling the power of these trebuchets, his mood plummeted.

*Too strong...*

*The power was too strong!*

These trebuchets were far beyond any siege weapons the humans could compare with.

Especially the power of these "ammunition" explosions, where each strike equaled that of a Six-Circle Burst Magic!

Six-Circle Magic corresponded to the Silver Upper level.

And the fire-attribute-derived Blast Magic was the most potent of all offensive magics.

In Bluestar, such an attack would be equivalent to a 500-kilogram warhead missile, easily creating a giant pit hundreds of square meters in area and five or six meters deep on flat ground...

In other words, a building would be gone, or a small square would vanish.

And every round of players' attacks consisted of dozens of simultaneous strikes, which, when combined, formed a power that even a Lower Gold High Priest would lament over without the Divine Arts barrier's defense.

The High Priest of the Golden Tent Tribe knew they were in real trouble this time...

The Half-Beast High Priest felt immense pressure, while Li Mu, the Commander of the Elf Army, also frowned at the Half-Beasts' defensive Divine Arts barrier.

*This big guy was really troublesome...*

*It must be noted that the price of Magic Stone was hefty; for the players, each shot was burning money...*

Just then, a familiar female voice suddenly came from beside him,

"This Divine Arts barrier has a flaw, like Black Rock City; it hasn't completely sealed off to reduce the consumption of faith power and to extend the maintenance time as much as possible. It only protects the city's sky and the wall below."

"Moreover... the Half-Beasts' barrier is quite crude. They don't have a defense core. It can only be maintained by having priests stand at specific places."

The speaker was Divine Favored Zero.

Upon hearing Divine Favored Zero's words, Li Mu's heart was stirred, and he seemed thoughtful.

His eyes brightened, gradually growing excited.

Li Mu suddenly looked up, raised his command sword again, and shouted,

"Shooter army, take notice! Enter range, prepare to fire! Target—those priests on the ramparts!"

With his order, the Elf Army moved once more.

From the ramparts, nearly a quarter of the elves began to move. They raised their bows and arrows or magic guns and began approaching the Half-Beast's ramparts.

The Half-Beast High Priest's expression changed. He hurriedly commanded,

"Release arrows! Don't let those elves get close!"

The Half-orc warriors lifted their bows.

Arrows were shot from the ramparts, turning into a rain of arrows that fell into the players' formations.

However, the players did not panic.

"Mage Group, pay attention! Cover the shooters!"

Li Mu roared again.

As soon as his words fell, the mage players began chanting, and earthen barriers sculpted by earth elements rose from the ground, appearing in front of the shooter players.

Meanwhile, the shooter players commenced firing, either drawing their bows or pulling their triggers.

Arrows shimmering with skill brilliance and blue elemental bullets from magic guns transformed into a splendid rain of light, traversing the gloomy sky, pouring down on the Half-Beast's ramparts like rainwater...

This time, the Divine Arts barrier did not take effect.

In an instant, hundreds of Half-Beasts were hit, turning to ashes amid cries of agony.

The injured were countless.

And this was just one round of the players' volleys.

From the start of the game till now, shooter players had evolved considerably.

Not to mention the precision of the magic guns, enhanced by magic, was terrifying. Those who still chose bows and arrows now were either too poor to afford magic guns or confident veterans in their skills.

Under their attacks, the careless Half-Beasts suffered heavy losses.

If it weren't for the ramparts providing cover, even more Half-Beasts would have perished...

For a while, chaos reigned atop the ramparts.

The Half-Beast High Priest's eyes turned red.

The elves' recent volley had caused several priests to fall, impacting the stability of the Divine Arts barrier, making it appear somewhat shaky...

The situation grew increasingly dire.

After the first round of volleys, the elves quickly launched a second round of attacks.

Meanwhile, the Half-Beasts retaliated by bending their bows and shooting arrows from behind the cover of the ramparts as well.

The arrows and elemental bullets from both sides intertwined, forming intersecting rain of light on the increasingly darkened battlefield, creating a scene of indescribable magnificence under the veil of dark clouds...

However, this beautiful rain of light represented death.

Occasionally, Half-Beasts were killed by players, and sometimes an unlucky player was hit by an arrow.

Yet, compared to the sheer number of shooter army players, the Half-Beasts' counterattack seemed insignificant.

Seeing this, the momentum of the players' side grew even stronger.

"Special assault team, ready! Mount the dragons, move out!"

Li Mu ordered once more.

After he finished speaking, several players with dragons stepped forward and mounted their dragons.

Simultaneously, a few lower-level players without equipment, each holding a bulging bag, rode behind.

Subsequently, the dragons let out a long cry and soared into the sky, heading towards the Half-Beast's tribe...

The players' offensive intensified.

The Half-Beast High Priest's expression grew more troubled.

"Has the request for reinforcements been sent?"

He turned and shouted at a Half-Beast priest beside him.

The pale-faced Half-Beast priest nodded:

"The Black Vulture has been released."

The Black Vulture was a type of bird in the Death Desert, tamed by the Half-Beasts and commonly used as messengers.

When the tribe was completely surrounded, they had no choice but to rely on this method to notify the Royal Court.

"Good."

The Half-Beast High Priest's expression improved slightly.

He had no idea how much ammunition the elves had prepared, nor how long the Divine Arts barrier could hold.

But one thing was certain. Once the barrier failed, they would be unable to resist the attack of this thirty-thousand-strong army.

The best they could do was maintain the Divine Arts and hold on until the reinforcements arrived.

However, just as the High Priest nodded, he suddenly heard a loud dragon's roar from above.

At the same time, there was a mournful bird cry...

The High Priest's expression changed, and he quickly looked up.

A few juvenile dragons of moderate size circled above the tribe...

Two elves rode on each one.

The leading Red Copper Dragon had a black bird in its mouth.

It was a Black Vulture.

The Half-Beast High Priest: ...

"Damn elves! Damn dragons!"

He cursed through gritted teeth.

The cultivation of Black Vulture messengers was extremely difficult.

The Golden Tent Tribe only had this one.

Yet now, their only messenger had become dragon food...

"Quick, go to the temple and pray to the Father God, convey what has happened here to the Father God!"

The Half-Beast High Priest commanded the priest under him again.

Praying to the True God was their last resort for conveying messages...

However, whether it could reach the Royal Court depended on the True God's mood.

The priest heeded the order and left, while the High Priest raised his head, pointed at the dragons in the sky, and ordered the surrounding Half-orc warriors angrily:

"Shoot them!"

With his command, the Half-Beasts pulled up their bows and shot at the sky.

However, the dragons let out a long cry and dodged deftly.

Though sizable, the dragons were quite nimble, making it impossible for the Half-Beasts' arrows to harm them.

In the next second, a scene left the Half-Beast High Priest dumbfounded.

Several elves riding on the dragons suddenly leaped off, jumping towards the Half-Beast tribe below.

They wore nothing as they embraced bulging packages.

After the elves leaped down, the remaining elves swiftly turned their dragons around and quickly departed...

*What were they doing? Committing suicide?*

The Half-Beasts below stared, dumbfounded, at the elves descending from high above.

Just as they were about to land on the Divine Arts barrier, the Half-Beast High Priest heard their unruly curses coming from above:

"Holder you ####..."

"Not good...!"

Hearing such blasphemy, the Half-Beast High Priest's face turned green.