"Not good! They are the elves who destroyed the medium-sized tribe!"

The orc warrior pale and quickly rang the alarm bell on the tower.

The harsh bell rang, and news about the elves army spread in the Silver Treasure Tribe.

Even though the Silver Account Tribe had strong strength, there were riots for a while.

There is no way, the shadow of the famous tree and the recent elves' battle results have already scared the orcs.

It was not until the elves arrived at the city of the Silver Treasure Tribe that the entire tribe calmed down with the comfort of the top leaders.

"Don't panic, these elves are not large, and they can't defeat us!"

The head priest of the tribe stood on the village wall and shouted.

After comforting his tribe, he turned around and looked at the elf outside the village wall.

A trace of doubt appeared in his eyes.

The number of elves is not too large, only about two thousand people.

This number of people may be able to destroy a medium-sized tribe by sneak attacks, but when facing a large tribe with well-prepared conditions, there is almost no chance of winning.

At this moment, these elves did not attack, but stayed in place, and were exactly where the orc archers could not shoot.

They didn't seem to have any intention of attacking.

"What are they going to do?"

The chief priest was very confused.

And at this time, the elves moved.

The leader of an elf riding a giant dragon whispered a few words to his companion beside him, and then an elf raised his bow and arrow.

The elf pulled his bow and bending his skills, and then the arrow flew out and shot towards the priest on the village wall...

"Careful priest!"

The soldiers around exclaimed.

However, the chief priest of the orc did not hide or avoid.

He is a gold pro, and the attack of a silver shooter is not taken seriously by him.

Moreover, he could see that this arrow was not shot at him, it was just in this direction.

The arrow arrived in an instant and shot a piece of stone stake in front of the chief priest. On the head of the arrow, there was a piece of parchment hanging.

"Um?"

The orc priest's heart moved slightly, took off the arrow and opened the parchment.

The parchment was full of words, which were written in the common language of the mainland, and the orc priest who had received the church education could barely understand:

"To the dirty and evil orcs,"

"For you to return the Kingdom of God of Mother God within one week."

"Our army is ready. If you are stubborn, just wait to bear the anger of the goddess' crown! You will be punished by the goddess' crown, and the elves' 100,000 iron hooves will completely flatten the desert of death!"

"The goddess's brilliance will shine on everything!"

"Is this... a book of war?"

The orc priest looked solemn.

He looked up again and the elves' army had turned around and slowly left...

Then the chief priest looked at the parchment again, and his face gradually became serious:

"The goddess's rage...the glory shines on everything..."

"Is this saying... at that time, not only the elves will attack the Death Desert, but also the one in the Elf Forest will take action himself?!"

"He wants to break the promise between the true God?"

On his forehead, sweat as big as beans dripping.

No one in this world can withstand the wrath of the true God.

And a true god with its original body located in the world of Seges goes crazy and will be an existence that no race wants to provoke easily.

"We must report this matter to the church immediately and pray to God the Father!"

...

Heaven, hunting ice fields.

Urel, the god of winter and hunting, tapped gently, and the picture in his vision suddenly shattered.

"Haha, threaten me..."

He sneered twice, his tone with three points of mockery and seven points of disdain.

I saw him stand up from the throne and come to a deep ball of light that is constantly rotating, and silently recite something from his mouth.

With His spell, the ball of light emits a dark glow, forming a shadow area.

This is a projection of a different space.

Urel's divine power surged and he threw his consciousness into it...

In a different space in the void.

Four terrifying figures appeared one after another.

The fallen angel Lulia looked at Urel opposite and chuckled:

"Urel, what happened to you calling us in such an urgent way?"

Urel did not pay attention to Him, but looked at Holder, the god of darkness and shadow on the head.

"Under Holder's crown, I received a war letter from the evil god Eve."

"He asked me to return to the Kingdom of God within a week, otherwise he would send troops to attack the Desert of Death, and He also suggested his actions in the war."

As he said that, Urel transformed into parchment paper shot from the elves.

After looking at the contents on the parchment, Holder raised his eyebrows slightly:

"Um?"

"It seems... He hasn't gone completely crazy yet, and he still has some rationality, knowing that the true God cannot take action rashly."

"Of course, it cannot be ruled out that He is delaying time. If that is the case, it will be interesting..."

"Haha, if He is really the existence I guess, even if it delays time, it will only be a few more days of struggle..."

He chuckled.

"Then... do I need to reply? Or... after a week, will His initiative appear?"

Urel's eyes flashed and he was eager to try.

Holder shook his head gently:

"Don't worry about Him."

"It just so happens that we can use this period of time to improve the trap."

"Haha, we will know who He is in a week."

"As for now, let's start preparing for the war."

After hearing Holder's words, Urel hesitated slightly:

"Uncle Holder, are you... really not going to send a shadow army?"

Holder glanced at Urel:

"Are you worried that your believers will suffer heavy losses? Is it affecting your own strength?"

Urel doesn't agree.

Holder sneered and said:

"Let your horizons go a little bit, if you can really get the clergy of life and nature, your future path will be much easier."

"Don't lose the big picture because of small things."

After speaking, He shook his head and dispersed his incarnation.

Then, the fallen angel Lulia and the pain queen Alyssa also left one after another.

Urel struggled for a while, finally gritted his teeth and nodded, and also dissipated his incarnation.
Chapter completed!