The elves' reaction speed was sluggish, but Gu Xi's was extremely fast.
Before the elves had fully taken their positions, Gu Xi's troops had already entered attack range.
Great Luck in the sky launched an attack on the World Tree at once.
Under these circumstances, the World Tree finally played some role. At the very least, when the first wave of attacks fell, the World Tree formed a pale golden defensive net, blocking all the attacks and buying the elves some time.
But the elves wasted even that little bit of time.
These elves had not yet sobered up from their drunkenness, had not put on their clothes, and had not found their weapons.
So when Gu Xi's subordinates launched the second wave of attacks, without the World Tree's protection, they were simply unable to withstand the attacks from the undead coming from both sky and ground.
The World Tree, over three thousand meters tall, looked towering to the elves.
But to the undead, it was nothing at all.
At this height, it was not much different from Poison Peach Mountain.
What had the various undead under Gu Xi not experienced? After they were released, they immediately had a plan to deal with it.
Those that flew in the sky plunged straight down into the World Tree, stopping the elves' counterattack.
Oh, the elves had not prepared any counterattack either. Even after the undead under Gu Xi charged into the World Tree, more than seventy percent of the elves still did not know what had happened.
Eternal life had worn away their sense of time, and it had also worn away their vigilance.
Many elves who had not seen the undead still thought the horn sounding inside the World Tree was only an accident. Some elves did not even lift