Forest of Forest Northwestern border.
The elf Livim, who is over three hundred years old and in his prime, is hiding among the branches of the giant tree.
He held a thin grass root in his mouth, and the slightly bitter taste stimulated the base of his tongue, keeping his brain awake and alert at all times.
He was standing high on a giant tree, looking to the northwest. A long and narrow rift valley ran across the earth, blocking the east and west.
That's the junction of the Human Empire and Forest of Forest, known as Kesmon Great Rift, also called Abyss Great Rift.
Not far to the west of the Great Rift Valley is Beast Abyss Pass on the northeastern border of the Human Empire. It is also one of the three main battlefields in the winter war between the human race and Orc Race.
Previously, Human Empire sent a message, saying that Beast Abyss Pass's fire magician phalanx defeated the orc army, causing some orc tribes to flee.
Among them, some Orc Race deserters entered Forest of Forest, and the Terran expressed their hope that Elf Race could handle them properly.
This can be regarded as a routine action every winter... Livim released the Eagle Eye spell in the distance to look for possible traces of orcs.
The human race Elf Race concluded a covenant of mutual assistance to jointly resist the southward movement of Orc Race.
This relationship began when Emperor Andre formed an alliance with Elf Race and Dwarf Race, led the army to expel Orc Race northward, and established Human Empire. It has been maintained for nearly a hundred years today.
"Orc Race is really too barbaric. They invade south every year. Wouldn't it be better for them to stay in their own territory?" A young elf complained at the side.
After confirming that the Eagle Eye Technique did not find any traces of orcs, Livim relaxed a little, looked at the young elf among the branches next to him and smiled:
"What do you, a young man in his fifties, know?"
"Once Orc Race ruled the continent, and the people of all ethnic groups were in dire straits, so they worked together to defeat them and forced them into the barren and cold Arctic ice fields."
"Orcs are naturally sexually promiscuous, and a large number of new orcs are born every year, but the Arctic ice sheet does not have that much food supply."
"When winter comes, a large number of orcs starve to death."
"Then instead of starving to death on the ice sheet, why not create some trouble for the human race."
"And if there is a chance to defeat the human border army, Orc Race will not mind marching straight in and returning to the center of the continent."
The young elf curled his lips disdainfully. "I don't understand. Far North Ice Plains Although there is little food, there are many special minerals. If they mine them carefully and trade food with the humans, won't they be able to feed all the orcs?"
"So you are still young."
Livim continued to throw an Eagle Eye spell far away as usual, and then said softly:
"Orc Race If they do what you said, then within ten years, they will completely become subordinate to the human race and will never have a chance to rise again."
"Back then, Emperor Andre led the human race to fight and establish a country. Now, nearly a hundred years have passed. I have witnessed the history of three generations of emperors, Human Empire."
"Now that the human race is at its peak, it has a bit of the momentum that Orc Race did when he ruled the continent."
"If Orc Race hadn't insisted on launching winter wars every year in recent years to consume the war reserves of the human race, perhaps Human Empire would have accumulated enough power to destroy Orc Race."
The young elf was speechless for a moment. He felt that his outlook on life had been impacted. He was stunned for a long time before asking:
"If it's like what you said, then why do we still help Human Empire hunt down Orc Race deserters? Since the human race is the most powerful now, wouldn't it be great if we unite to fight against the human race?"
Livim rolled his eyes. "Young man... I wish it were that simple."
He wanted to say a few more words, but the eagle eye technique detected an enemy in the distance.
At the same time, there were sounds of fighting and bursts of yelling coming from the woods ahead.
Dozens of orc warriors were rampaging through the woods, fighting hand to hand with Elf Race warriors.
Livim and other Elf Race archers and magicians quickly arrived.
For a moment, all kinds of magic and bows and arrows rained down on the small orc army in front.
The Elf Race warriors, who had been retreating steadily, regained the upper hand and quickly killed a group of orcs.
These orcs had gone through the battlefield and traveled along the way, and were now exhausted. After the initial outbreak, they immediately retreated and entered the sage time one by one, weak and weak.
The overall situation has been decided.
Livim is experienced and knows that this is not the time to relax his vigilance. He still stares closely at the battle between the woods ahead, shooting arrows from time to time to assist in the battle.
But the young elf next to him had already relaxed.
In his opinion, the situation has stabilized, the orcs are retreating steadily, and the next step is the moment of easy harvest.
Then at the moment when his nerves relaxed, a sudden change occurred.
A black shadow fell from the leaves at the top of the giant tree, and a palm with sharp claws slapped the young elf directly on the back of the heart.
"Ugh!" The young elf vomited blood and was knocked away. He hit the tree trunk and became weak.
Livim is indeed a veteran of the battlefield. When he saw this scene, his body reacted quickly and jumped to the side of the giant tree to avoid the attack of the black shadow.
At the same time he shouted loudly:
"Enemy attack! Pay attention around and above your head, there are werewolves lurking!"
Black Shadow has a slender figure, two times bigger than Elf Race, and a huge and ferocious wolf head on his neck is very conspicuous.
Livim deftly avoided the werewolf's several consecutive attacks. As soon as the distance was removed, Livim immediately turned around and shot him once.
Move ~ move ~ look back - dig!
The werewolf's claws snapped off the oncoming arrows. Seeing that the elves around him had come to their senses and gradually regained control of the situation, they immediately roared angrily:
"Don't be obsessed with fighting! Get out!"
A few minutes later, several embarrassed figures disappeared into the woods. The elves stopped and did not chase them.
"There are still some of our people over there. Send a team to inform them that there are werewolves in this group of orcs who are good at sneak attacks. The rest of them should recuperate."
The leader of the elves gave the order, and the elves immediately entered a state of rest in an orderly manner.
Livim immediately fell to the ground and checked the condition of the young elf.
As a result, just as he was about to step forward to help others, he saw the young elf standing up on his own while coughing.
"Are you okay?" Livim looked surprised, "You were attacked from behind by a werewolf, are you okay?"
"Well..." The young elf shook his head, covering his chest with his right hand, and looked down, "It seems... this plant called Scale Vine protected me..."
"The moment it was attacked by a sneak attack, it discovered the werewolf's attack before me, and then immediately opened its blades to protect my back."
"Otherwise, I would have been seriously injured at least in that moment..."
The young elf was a little frightened and secretly remembered this lesson. At the same time, he was also very grateful for this plant called Scale Vine.
He looked down at Scale Vine wrapped around his wrist, and suddenly felt very friendly.
"Is this thing so powerful?" Livim was surprised and looked down at the Scale Vine on his wrist.
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