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The first wave of one thousand dark elves dispatched was the most elite guard force under Malekith. Due to cultural differences, even generals who have been fighting for their whole lives did not understand what it means to steal sheep by hand, create something out of nothing, and make false claims to the east and attack the west... They I only believe in one concept - recklessness! Put the most elite troops into the battlefield from the beginning, and if unsuccessful, put in the second group until a big victory or defeat. How can it compare with the art of war of a certain eastern power?

More than forty half-grown teenagers faced off against a thousand dark elves armed to the teeth. This was supposed to be a matchup with an absolute disparity in strength. The only variable is how long it will take for these forty people to die cleanly.

But if there are forty shamans, then the situation is completely different...

There are large and small wooden stakes (totems) everywhere on the ground. Countless thunders, flames, and meteorites rise one after another, and the earth makes a dull roar. Before the dark elves at the front could even get close, half of their lives were killed by lightning and flames. An unknown number of people were beaten to the point of paralysis. Although it was not fatal, they fell straight to the ground and soon fell to the ground. Being trampled by teammates behind him.

Even though they suffered a huge loss in the first confrontation, the Bloodhoof Sect had too few manpower after all. Just a few minutes later, some of the dark elves' fastest vanguard had already collided viciously with the teenagers. In just a moment, the young shamans were immediately surrounded by heavy siege.

Although the young man who rushed at the front was wearing the best mail armor currently developed, four dark elf weapons hit his body at the same time. With a muffled sound, the poor young man was knocked high into the air and his body was crawling. He was struggling hard on the ground, bleeding profusely.

But a shocking scene appeared. As blue light continued to flash on his body, the young man carrying the one-handed ax and shield actually climbed up and shouted: "It turns out that the warriors of our sect are so happy-" Then he charged forward again with great ferocity, even more powerful than before.

The next moment, his body was pierced by three long swords at the same time again, but just a moment later, he suddenly raised his head, and as if he was immortal, he screamed and pounced on again with stimulants.

This was by no means an isolated case. With the exception of the teenagers in the last row, all the other young priests were beaten to the point of vomiting blood by the weapons flying in all directions, and then rushed forward in an even more energetic state.

In this incredible scene, when the first dark elf fell in hand-to-hand combat, it seemed to form a chain reaction, and more and more dark elves died inexplicably under the group attack. In front of this group of immortal guys, the dark elves became more and more chilled as they fought. More than forty shamans actually blocked the flood of attacks from thousands of enemies.

There are more and more totems on the ground, and they are getting weirder and weirder. Almost every young priest is surrounded by a four-series elemental shield. The bursting lightning totem explodes into one piece, and the magma totem and scorching totem ignite the sky with fire and magma. , and the Wind Fury Totem, Sky Fury Totem, Mana Tide Totem, and Storm Totem have blessed each comrade with various enhanced BUFFs. The teammates in the back row are waving their spiritual equipment to connect each Soul Link Totem, Healing Tide Totem, The rainstorm totem was thrown at the feet of the front row.

Not only that, but the variety of elemental skills also caused the dark elves to suffer a lot. Every time they move, they will be restricted by earth-bound totems, trap totems, and earthquake spells. From time to time, a large pile of meteorites or violent lightning will fall on their heads. Occasionally, one or two super giant earth elements or fire elements will hit their heads. , a large piece of dark elf was smashed into meat patties or burned into coke.

This is not what makes the dark elves the most desperate. A very small wooden stake is quietly hidden in the chaotic battlefield. Whenever several dark elf warriors join forces to kill an opponent, a blue light flashes, and the opponent turns out to be a dragon spirit. Hu Meng was resurrected on the spot, and then a few rays of light flashed. The opponent who stood up again had full health almost instantly, and he waved his weapon again to kill and slash without any scruples.

——[Ancestral Protection Totem]: Increases the health of allies around the totem. If an ally dies, it will be brought back to life with some health and mana restored, and the totem will be consumed.

Now, the young priests are enjoying such incredible benefits, and their morale suddenly soars into the sky like a rainbow shining through the sun! Although his nose and face were bruised and swollen after being beaten by the enemy, and the wounds all over his body were bleeding like springs, he could not stop the powerful happiness that overflowed from the depths of his heart!

"Is this the greatness of the Supreme God? It's so cool to be able to fight with my companions!"

This is the unanimous sentiment of all the young priests of the Bloodhoof Sect.

Here is a brief explanation, [Ancestral Protection Totem] is different from traditional resurrection spells. This is a spell that can only work when a teammate has just died and the soul has not yet left the body. It is similar to the Warlock's Soul Stone and is different from the previous article. Troublesome resurrection methods are not inconsistent.

The only trouble is that the CD of this thing is relatively long. If a priest has just been resurrected and is hacked to death without a second [Ancestral Protection Totem] next to him, then his resurrection will be extremely troublesome - he needs to go to heaven or hell. Steal souls.

Because of this, Kaus asked Uncle Punishment to join the battle. He did not expect him to kill many dark elves. Instead, he needed to use his battlefield command ability. On the one hand, he used negative totems to divide the battlefield as much as possible, and on the other hand, he tried to Young priests acting as tanks should not face too many enemies at the same time.

When the Punisher issued orders one by one and after the initial rush, the priests, who became more and more familiar with their abilities and began to learn to cooperate, gradually turned the war into a stalemate. He even launched one or two counter-charges from time to time to push back the arrogant dark elves again...

Yes! More than 40 people fought against thousands of dark elves, but they achieved the effect of "occasional suppression".

Seeing that the situation was not going well, the second team of dark elves also rushed forward, but the young priests who had completely exerted their confidence did not care at all how many people were on the other side. As long as they could not be killed with one knife, their companions would already raise their blood lines. to a safe value.

Malekith finally realized something was wrong. He looked around the battlefield and saw the corpses of dark elves all over the ground. However, the forty or so enemies seemed to be in a state of panic, but none of them survived until now?

"There must be something weird -" He scanned slowly with hawk-like eyes, and finally landed on Stephanie, the nanny who was waving a staff to raise blood.

"It seems that this is the key!"

In his opinion, since it was the woman who was doing the trick, as long as she was killed, the enemy would collapse immediately.

Assassination? Malekith is very confident in this. He may not be very good at other things, but every dark elf is the king of the night. Let alone an auxiliary magician. As long as he gets close, even if the opponent has the ability to reach the sky. There is no way he can escape his own sniping!

Malekith tilted his neck, making a creaking sound like a machine lacking lubricant. He put away his staff and quietly took out his dagger.