56: Chapter 56 Thranduil's Attack!

Seeing that the Father God had also bestowed a divine buff upon the Elves, Thranduil immediately seized the high spirits and shouted,

"The gaze of the Father God is always upon us. With the blessings bestowed by the Father God, slaughter these enemies who dare to invade our home!!"

Feeling the surge of power in their bodies, the Moonlight Elves raised their weapons and roared fanatically,

"For the Father God, slaughter these heretics!"

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Seeing the Elves' suddenly soaring morale, the five Tier-3 leaders on the opposite side no longer hesitated. They ordered their underlings to surround them and charged quickly toward the Elves.

Having learned from previous mistakes, the Tier-3 leaders did not want to become target practice for the Elves along the way. That feeling was not pleasant at all...

Seeing the army of monsters charging toward him, howling under the lead of the five Tier-3 leaders, Lin Ye remarked,

"They have learned to be quite clever, but unfortunately, it is of little use..."

"No need to conserve energy anymore. Finish them off quickly!"

Taking over command from Thranduil, Lin Ye's order quickly rang in the ears of the Elven Archers.

Hearing this voice, the Elven Archers became even more excited.

"It is the command of the Divine Envoy! He is fighting alongside us!!!"

Saying this, they pulled their bows to the limit and shot arrows fiercely toward the monster army.

In a short amount of time, within the monster army... apart from the Murlocs who were still panting while chasing the main force in front, the monsters of the other three races that could run fast had already charged dozens of meters ahead.

When the Kobold leader Hogger swatted away an arrow shot at him, he suddenly realized that his hand was trembling—this was not right.

During previous raids on those Elven tribes, the arrows of those Elves clearly could not even pierce its iron scale armor.

He had also watched the scenes of the previous waves of war, and the attack power of the opponent's arrows was not this fierce. What the hell, why did the opponent become so fierce the moment it was his turn to enter the field...

Only when Hogger saw his clansmen charging in front of him pinned into porcupines by the rain of arrows did he notice that on the shaft of every arrow shot this time... pale green runes were flowing.

"What kind of enchantment magic is this..."

Hogger, who considered himself "knowledgeable," was also a bit confused. He turned his head and roared at his underlings running wildly around him,

"Keep charging! Hurry up and go inside to finish off their archers!"

The answer to Hogger was two homing arrows that suddenly curved, one of which precisely tore off his prized earring...

A Tier-2 Kobold nearby, who wanted to curry favor with Hogger, had just opened his mouth... to loudly respond to the leader's order, when an arrow shot by the Tier-2 Elves instantly blew his head off—a one-hit kill...

"Damn it, so fierce..."

Hogger complained while biting the bullet and charging forward, muttering to the Tier-3 Tigermen Grom beside him.

Grom had no mood to listen to Hogger's muttering; the clansmen falling around him already had his blood boiling...

Although he also didn't know why he had to lead his clansmen to charge forward, according to his thoughts before death, he should have been skulking and leading his clansmen to retreat, letting these stupid Kobolds and Gnolls charge forward...

Wait, why did he say before death... wasn't he still alive and well? This thought was quickly suppressed by a mysterious force. Grom couldn't figure it out for a moment and could only charge forward in silence...

In less than a few minutes, the faster Grom was already approaching the range of the large shields in front of the Elves' formation, with a group of fearless underlings following behind, even as they kept falling under the arrow attacks.

As for the Murlocs in the rear, the Elves' arrows weren't even shot at them; they were too weak...

Lin Ye watched the five Tier-3 monster leaders charging at the very front, especially the leading Tigermen. Under such fierce arrow attacks, he actually hadn't suffered much injury?

"With five Tier-3 enemies attacking together, plus the other monsters, the Elves might suffer some casualties... Thranduil, go and take out that Tier-3 Tigermen and one Tier-3 Gnoll in the front. The remaining two Tier-3 Kobolds and one Gnoll—three Tier-3 enemies are enough for the Elves to practice on..."

Lin Ye instructed Thranduil. The Elves had already experienced over a dozen waves of baptism by war, and there was no need for him to put more pressure on the Elves in the final wave...

Let the Elves have a good slaughter this wave. There was no need to be stingy with allocating enemies like in the previous waves; there weren't enough to satisfy the archers...

Every time the archers deliberately left a few small soldiers, Lin Ye felt awkward watching it. Either kill them all, or leave more. Leaving just a few small fries wasn't even enough for the main force of Elves in the rear to snack on...

Lin Ye watched the five Tier-3 leaders howling as they charged toward the Elves; the bloodlust in their eyes made Lin Ye frown slightly.

Thranduil was slightly stunned upon hearing Lin Ye's order, but quickly responded,

"Yes, I obey the instructions of the Father God!"

Thranduil drew the sword at his waist, tapped lightly on the ground, and his body quickly rushed toward the Tier-3 Tigermen not far ahead.

Grom was just about to approach the large shields in front and raised his axe, intending to slash at the large shields.

Suddenly, a figure flew out from above the large shields? Grom was stunned; did he want a one-on-one duel with him?

But he wasn't that stupid. The Kobolds from the previous waves who foolishly wanted to duel with the opponents... were all killed by these enemies using underhanded tactics.

Without the slightest hesitation, taking advantage of the fact that this figure who jumped out had not yet landed, Grom brandished his axe and slashed toward mid-air...

Seeing the axe slashing toward him, Thranduil lightly swung the sword in his hand. Grom immediately felt his right hand... as if it had been fiercely rammed by a wild beast, and the axe in his hand was knocked flying.

"You..."

Grom's eyes were immediately filled with terror. This little thing that had never made a move in battle was actually so fierce...

Seeing that his axe was lost, even though Grom's brain was filled with fear, the program in his mind... did not allow him to have the thought of surrendering.

Seeing that the sneak attack was unsuccessful, the little thing in front of him had also landed steadily.

Grom took a deep breath and then roared fiercely at Thranduil, wanting to vent the fear of Thranduil in his heart.

After finishing the roar, the program in his brain... drove Grom to brandish his claws and charge toward Thranduil.

Seeing this, Thranduil shook his head,

"Tragic creature..."