Although Brynn denied Tucker's speculation in the form of rhetorical questions, he was also a little confused.

Nothing else... These elves who participated in the battle performed so strangely.

The elves are not the lower cannon fodder like goblins, but the rare and well-known immortal species, the former silver race!

And such an existence suddenly popped up tens of thousands?

And in the blink of an eye, most of them died in the battlefield?

If someone else told Bryn, he wouldn't believe it even if he was beaten to death.

Unfortunately... these are all his personal experiences.

And the calmness of these elves when facing death surprised and admired Brin, but also deeply puzzled...

Although those who believe in pious can keep their memories and return to the Kingdom of God after death, only those crazy believers can truly give up their beautiful lives without hesitation?

And these elves...what to say, after observing for so long, Brin also knew that they seemed to believe in a goddess named Eve.

But based on his own experience, he felt that most of these guys were probably not even considered devout believers.

Anyway... all this is really weird.

Something must be wrong!

Unfortunately, although Bolling felt something was wrong, she couldn't figure out where it was.

"If there are familiar elves coming to participate in the exhibition, please pay more attention, well... you can secretly use the Shadow Stone to record their appearance."

After thinking about it, Brynn still gave such an order to Tucker.

However, Bolling's new command has not been executed.

Just as the two were talking, bursts of cheers suddenly came from above the city wall.

The sound came like waves, including dark dwarfs, underground dwarfs, and elves.

Looking from the city, you can see soldiers and elves of the Serenity Alliance cheering together with their weapons on the thirty-meter-high wall.

But when there was no sign of the dead on the city wall.

At the same time, the roar of the underground monsters also came from afar again...

Bolling, who was familiar with the Dark Alliance signal, heard it. This time it was the order to withdraw the troops.

The Dark Alliance withdrew.

He looked excited and looked at Tucker, the chief financial officer, and saw a hint of joy in each other's eyes.

The two of them quickly got up and rushed towards the city wall with their personal guards...

The skeleton soldiers on the city wall have been completely eliminated, and outside the city wall, dense army of undead was under the command of the Death Knight, slowly retreating like a tide.

When Brin climbed the city wall, he saw this scene.

"Retreat! Finally, he withdrew! Praise the God of Death! This defensive battle is considered to be won!"

Seeing the retreating undead, Tallinn couldn't help but cheer, just like other soldiers of the Serenity Alliance.

Of course, half of the cheers from the boss manager were for the finances of Blade City...

However, although most people are cheering, there are different voices.

"Ah? Why did you retreat now? I just came here! I haven't killed a monster yet!"

"That's right, I'm almost going to upgrade, but you actually retreated at this time?"

Those were some elves who didn't get beaten up.

They stood on the city wall, waving their swords or staff in their hands, looking at the retreating dead, with a look of pity and unfulfilled expressions. Computer::/

Naturally, they ushered in the strange sight of the soldiers of the Seiji Alliance...

These elves... are they too warlike, right?

However, this is not the most impulsive.

Blin saw that while the undead army retreated, there were still many elves climbing down the city wall along the ladder they left behind...

There are still quite a lot of numbers.

While crawling, these elves also called on their companions and said some strange words:

"Anyone who is brave enough? Let's touch the butt on the other side together!"

"Go ahead! Beat the dog in the water!"

"Hahaha, I'll come too! I'm still a thousand experiences away to upgrade!"

In a blink of an eye, under the astonished gaze of the soldiers of the Blade City, many elves ran outside the city wall.

They were in groups of three or five, chasing the lonely undead at the end of the undead army...

Of course, these bold guys were naturally discovered by the Death Knights in charge of the Undead Legion, and the latter ordered the retreating Undead to surround them...

It is true that the army of the Dark Alliance retreated, but it does not mean that they have no combat power.

Naturally, except for a few fast-running elves who escaped, the others were surrounded by "Damn! Emma! Playing! Hurry! Save me!" and even "Hahahaha!"...

After struggling for a while, they sacrificed heroically on the spot... only a pile of blood was left on the ground.

By the way, the other elves on the city wall made a burst of laughter.

No one observes silence, no one is sad.

Watching those guys running down the city wall "turn over", the whole city wall was filled with a sense of joy, as if they were watching a joke...

Well, these guys are just about to move a small chair and find some nuts and some other things to eat.

Bollinger:...

He opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

He felt that the various impressions about the elves in his memory needed to be completely updated.

This is a group of combat madmen with a wonderful way of thinking!

Of course... not all the elves who slipped down the city walls went to chase the undead army.

More people are running around on the battlefield where the undead retreats like a joy, picking up the remaining arrows and equipment frantically.

The equipment on the city wall was picked up as early as the battle, but there were no one outside the city wall.

When the first group of people did this, it quickly caused a chain reaction:

"Damn it! You can pick up equipment outside the city!"

"Why didn't I expect it?"

"Go away! Go away! It'll be gone in a while!"

So, in the stunned gaze of the dark dwarfs and the underground dwarfs, the elves who came to their senses climbed down the ladder.

They began to plunder the battlefield frantically, picking up the fallen arrows and equipment left by the undead and even the goblins.

For a moment, the empty battlefield that was originally the undead army retreated was occupied by the elves.

They didn't seem to care at all whether the undead army would turn around and kill a fight back, but instead focused all their attention on plundering the spoils...

It seems...this is more important than life.

Wherever they went, there were no arrows or armor left, and even the bone frames scattered on the ground were collected by elves...

Bollinger:...

He no longer knows what to say.

"Have you withdrawn?"

And at this moment, an old voice rang out.

Bryn turned his head and saw that the former chief, the one who spoke, the dark dwarf god's favored firebeard.

This golden professional ended his defensive magic and came to the city wall.

However, unlike other cheering companions, looking at the army retreating from a distance, his expression was not relaxed.

I mourn the heroes who died in the epidemic...
Chapter completed!