Game of the World Tree
chapter-40

Didn't They Say to Hit the One on the Right?

The three goblin priests looked at each other and snorted.

"Hide the tributes first. Let's go out and see what is going on."

"I agree."

"Hum!"

They hid the divine blood crystals behind the statue and followed the injured goblin out of the temple.

It was already late at night. The silver moon in the sky was as deep as a jade plate, but the goblins on the ground were in no mood for appreciation.

At this moment, Florence was already in a complete mess.

Flames and shouts were everywhere, turning the originally unordered ruins of Florence even more chaotic in the dark night.

When the three goblin priests came outside the temple, they finally saw the so-called "devils."

Goblins commonly did not have good eyesight, especially at night. They couldn't see the invaders' appearances clearly, but they could clearly see the eyes that shone in the dark night.

Unlike goblins, elves on the continent of Sagas had nocturnal vision. Their vision was minimally affected at night like that of felines on the blue planet. Their eyes were sparkling in dim light like lanterns in the dark night under the gleam of silver moonlight.

They really resembled the devils with the ferocity, greed, and coldness in their eyes and the cheers and laughter they let out while killing goblins.

"What monsters are they?"

The three goblin priests instantly felt creeped out.

One of them shuddered and boldly chanted a light magic skill.

With bright light hanging above them, the large area in front of them was immediately illuminated. The goblin priests now could see the faces of the invaders clearly.

"Elves?!"

The three goblin priests were simultaneously shocked when they saw the big, ferocious and excited elves with the scimitars, bows, arrows and even ragged clothes which were almost stained red with goblin blood.

No… Were they really elves?

Elves were commonly known as peace-loving creatures. Even when their race was in its most difficult time, they would only expel goblins and never perpetrate a massacre!

But these guys…

Even at a glance, the priests saw from them something that elves should never have…

Greed, coldness, ruthlessness…

They looked at goblins as if they were looking at their prey.

They killed only for the sake of killing, and even got excited about killing.

They even ignored their own injuries in order to hunt as though they were completely uninjured.

In addition, every time they killed a goblin, they would loot away all its belongings, even if it was just a moldy stick or a piece of ragged clothes…

God of Winter and Hunting on high! Are they devils from hell pretending to be elves?!

The three goblin priests felt creeped out.

After the goblin priest casted light magic, the elves saw their figures as well.

In an instant, all the elves' eyes lit up. Their eyes that were like those of carnivorous beasts made the goblin priests shudder in place.

"Priests! They are goblin priests!"

"One is worth 50 contribution points! You'll get 500 if you can kill one alone!"

"Get out of the way! Our party saw them first!"

"Kill them!"

"They must give good loot!"

The elves's voices turned even more high-pitched and excited. They quarreled, shouted, and rushed to the three goblin priests like a tide.

The three goblins immediately felt their scalp turning numb. Perceiving waves of Low Iron-level energy around them, they immediately wanted to retreat.

"R-return to the temple!"

Without hesitation, they turned around and ran for their life.

"Twining--!"

However, before they took two steps forward, a quiet voice echoed beside their ears. With waves of magic power, several vines as thick as wrists suddenly burst out of the ground and rushed towards them.

The three goblin priests were shocked.

They tried their best to evade, but the vines still entangled one of them.

"Brother Mu, well done!"

The elves around them gave a cheer.

The entangled goblin priest was terrified. It didn't dare to delay and started chanting desperately. However, as soon as it started chanting, it felt inexplicable palpitations in his heart.

Danger…

There was danger!

Suddenly, a cold light flashed by his eyes.

It only felt as if there was a gentle breeze blowing behind it, then it lost consciousness.

Its head flew up into the sky, its blood flowing.

Meanwhile, an elf with a scimitar slowly emerged from behind its body.

His whole body was hidden in the darkness, his expression cold. Without a word, he was like a silent killer.

"Damn! You have killed it with one stroke."

"One slice at the neck! Box Meal is superb!"

"Are hunters so strong?"

The elves around exclaimed.

There were actually assassins?!

The two retreating goblin priests looked back and increased their speed in fright.

They separated and ran towards the temple, one on the left, the other on the right.

Flee!

They must flee into the temple!

Only by fleeing into the temple would they have a chance to survive!

Seeing the two priests take the opportunity to get far away, all the elves made a great commotion.

"Don't let them escape!"

"Long-range magic! Long-range magic!"

Boom…

Boom…

With drastic waves of magic power, fireballs exploded behind the goblin priests.

Nevertheless, the elves seemed to be not very skilled, as their long-range attack wasn't very accurate.

Meanwhile, the goblin priest on the left heard the devil elves' shouts again.

"Little Salty Meow! Don't mess it around. Hit the right goblin!"

"Aim now and hit the one on the right!"

On the right?

The left goblin priest glanced at its companion on the right and felt relief.

The goblin priest on the right almost peed himself.

However, before the priest on the left could rejoice, a large fireball hit it and swallowed it with a big boom.

"Ha ha, so accurate!"

"Well done, Little Salty Meow!"

The elves praised her from behind.

In the last second before the goblin priest lost consciousness, it had only one grievance:

Didn't they say to hit the one on the right?

Witnessing the death of its two companions, the last goblin priest ran faster and casted all the magic it could to bless itself!

Thanks to the sacrifice of the two companions, it finally broke free and fled into the temple.

Without hesitation, the goblin priest stumbled before the statue, hurriedly took out the hidden divine blood crystals, began performing a ceremony with trembling hands, suppressed its fear and started praying,

"Praise… Praise winter, praise hunting… Your Majesty the true god, your servant… Your servant needs your help!"

As soon as it finished saying its prayers, faint lights began to converge around the statue!