Chapter 33 (1/2)
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
With Walter’s help, the pressure on the Beastmen was greatly reduced.
When the second-line army gathered, the Wolf Calvary was freed and scattered across the battlefield.
The Dark Elves were like mole rats hiding underground, one after another, they were taken care of.
Walter’s speed of taking care of the Dark Elves completely depended on the speed at which the Wolf Cavalry discovered the enemy.
It was for this reason that the human male players took the risk to join the Scout Class.
Since they could not play a role in a direct battle, they would go to a place where they could play a role.
It had to be said that the characteristic that players could not be completely killed was very useful on the battlefield.
After the Wolf Cavalry discovered the enemy, they had to run for their lives.
Only by passing the information out would it be valuable.
Therefore, they often acted together as a small team.
Every time a Dark Elf gathering place was discovered, it meant that at least one team of Wolf Cavalry was destroyed.
More teams were destroyed, but the information was not passed on.
The Dark Elves were not freeloaders.
The Dark Elves were all masters of assassination.
They appeared and disappeared like ninjas. Their unique Shadow-Type Magic allowed them to move through the shadows like ghosts on the battlefield.
The advantage of players was that even if they died, information could still be sent out.
Therefore, they did not need to work together. All of them acted alone.
Anyway, their equipment had already been dropped, so it was fine if they lost some exp.
They were ready to delete their accounts and play again, so they did not care at all.
If they went out, they would be sending themselves to their deaths.
They were not afraid of dying horribly, but they were afraid that death was not worth it.
If they died at the hands of the Demonized Spider, their death would be in vain. If they died at the hands of the Dark Elves, their death would be worth it.
There were tens of thousands of players. The men were desperately trying to gather information, while the women were desperately singing praises.
Even if they died, they would still send out information about the Dark Elves.
They were not afraid of death but they were afraid that before they died, they would not be able to gather the 12 Gospels for the Aborigines and summon the Angel’s Blessing.
Without the Angel’s Blessing, it was difficult for the soul of the Aborigines to escape the Abyssal Demon Spider’s mouth.
Some girls died ten times a day without even frowning.
However, they would cry because they died one step ahead and could not release the hymn.
Every time they successfully sent out a piece of information and saved an Aborigine, the players would laugh heartily.
On the almost tragic battlefield, these transmigrators had become a very special scenery, and they were recognized by everyone, including the Beastmen.
Except for the Elves.
In all legends, the Elves were synonymous with beauty and elegance.
They were light-bodied, were cold, and were good at communicating with nature.
Some people even called the Elves ‘silver species’, and they were naturally superior to humans.
However, in all the written records, Elves also had a trait that could not be ignored, which was arrogance.
The ‘Codex of Light’ once said that arrogance was a sin.
Elves were a species that was arrogant to the bone. Even if they were Dark Elves who had fallen into the abyss, this did not change at all.
In the battle against the Demonized Spider, the three races suffered the least losses.
However, at the same time, the elves’ battle line collapsed the fastest.
Rose, the Spider Goddess, was very familiar with the Elves’ tactics.
Moreover, the Black Panther Knights of the Elves were good at guerrilla tactics.
Under the tactics of the Demonized Spiders, which were thick-skinned and thick-fleshed, destroying the forest at all costs, the Elves had no choice but to retreat again and again.