The Game of Demon Hunter

You have to say that elves are one of the most successful creations of the Creator in this world, with almost perfect appearance, long life, and good attributes.

Although the growth rate is very slow, and whether it can further develop on the career path mainly depends on natural advantages, and cannot rely more on personal efforts to make progress like humans.

But elves are still the envy of countless species.

For players, how to become an elf family is a very hot topic. So far, no one has succeeded, but some people are using various methods to increase the favorability of the elves.

For biologists from all over the world, studying the DNA and other mechanisms of elves in the game is also a very important topic.

Although this cannot be achieved by relying on the technical level in the game, replacing technology with magic has been listed as a world-class topic, and the arrival of this day is already foreseeable.

At this time, the elves showed a little fear. They may have become experienced professionals in hundreds of years of life.

But when they faced this completely mutated companion in front of them, they seemed a little at a loss. They were afraid, and they were afraid that one day they would become so disgusting.

"My brother, do you remember what you have experienced before?" Legolas traveled the world with the witcher for decades, and he has seen many times the consequences of chaos erosion.

He is very familiar with the physical mutation of Nurgle believers, and he also knows that in the land polluted by Nurgle, this kind of unconsciously mutated life will never have a chance to return to normal.

Even if a priest casts a purification technique, the pollution is too strong, and there is no other way but to grant them eternal relief.

This kind of pollution will quickly corrode the original pure soul over time, and it will not take long for them to become the most steadfast believers of Nurgle.

Only when they are sane, they use fire to purify their bodies and pain to wash their souls.

"What are you talking about?" The mutated elf said in a frenzy, "Don't waste time, I'll show you the crops I planted!"

The mutant elf shook his head and turned around to walk in the direction he came from. While walking, he turned his head and greeted others: "You're welcome, I've been living on them recently, and they taste pretty good!"

"I don't think it's very good, but it's up to you whether to tell the past or not." Karu from Jotunheim swung his ax, and the tattoo on his face looked a little confused.

Berserker has seen too many unheard of enemies and incidents in the past few days, which made his heart become more and more heavy. He didn't know if his tribe could survive in the face of such enemies.

More importantly, his people are all excellent fighters, but are they willing to fight such an enemy?

Can they accept this ending that is far more terrifying than death?

"I think what the witch said makes sense, we don't need to waste time here." Druid Gastra stopped Legolas: "I'm afraid your people will be frightened by what they see and lose the courage to move forward. "

"Master, I understand what kind of scene we may face, but..." The elf knight looked back at his subordinates. After losing two companions and seeing the tragic situation of the missing person, the elf knight They looked a little depressed.

Although they remained vigilant, Legolas, who had known the elves for hundreds of years, knew that deep down they were afraid.

Afraid of the cruelty and chaos of Chaos, and of an end more terrifying than death.

Especially when they still had a way out, the moon elf ship from the outer sea had already docked on the coastline, intending to evacuate all the elves on the far southern continent and leave this continent that had become no longer safe.

"I hope that during this journey, I will get a group of soldiers who dare to face chaos. For the future of the elves, we must adapt to the battlefield here." Legolas gritted his teeth: "Let's go!"

Deep down in his heart, Legolas didn't have much expectations for the 'Ark' plan that the Elf King's Court came up with.

When he was adventuring with Aragorn, he realized that the elves were too weak in the face of this catastrophe compared to the successive battles and sacrifices of humans.

Elves are more easily bewitched by chaos than humans, which may be the result of this background.

Ranger Alix quietly said to the witch: "Should we just follow an elf who obviously has a problem? What if we are ambushed?"

"Believe me, those chaotic monsters would not have thought of such a brilliant plan, otherwise we would have been defeated long ago." Effilar silently added a layer of psionic shield to himself: "I hope you still have it in a while." Appetite to eat."

What the silver-haired witch said was right.

The food that the mutant elves depended on for a living in this forest caused all the elves except Legolas to spit out their lunch.

In a rare open space, the corpses of several elves and humans were fixed on wooden frames, and the half-decomposed bodies were covered with mushrooms.

What's even more disgusting is that these corpses, which seemed to have completely lost their life, would still have a knee jerk reaction when the mutant elf went to pick mushrooms.

As if they still had feelings, every time the mutant elf took off a piece of mushroom, another piece of mushroom would squeeze out the skin and grow out in other places.

The mushrooms on the mutated elf's head looked the same as these mushrooms.

So the state of those corpses is also very intriguing.

In this garden eroded by the domain of Father Nurgle, the line between life and death has become blurred, depending solely on the personal preferences of the evil god Nurgle.

And this kind of preference obviously cannot be understood by a normal life.

"Give them a purifying fire, Elf, or their souls will perish here." A flame ignited in the silver-haired witch's hand: "If you can't do it, I can do it for you."

"Legolas, it's time to leave, we can't save him." Druid looked at the elf team behind him, and felt that it was a wrong decision to stay here.

"I'll do it myself." The elf knight took out a beautifully shaped torch from the interspatial bag, and a magic circle with simple lines was engraved in it. As the elf shook the torch lightly, flames burst forth from it.

The mutant elf just stared blankly at the clansmen holding the torches in front of them, and seemed to have completely lost consciousness, becoming almost no different from the 'crops' next to them.

In the flames, all sins are burned to ashes.

PS: Thanks to the book friend @知白晓黑 for the reward, and thanks to the book friend @迷前人 for the reward