My Elf Simulator

Too exaggerated.

The eyes of the people who noticed Kurosawa were wide open.

The butcher knife in Kurosawa's hand was as easy as a finger. The pig he was holding was like a piece of tofu, and the knife easily cut a gap without any hindrance.

Blood kept pouring out of it and just slipped into the basin on the ground.

No wonder Kurosawa had the confidence to act alone when forming a team just now.

His strength was simply too great.

It was hard to imagine how his not-so-strong body could burst out such a huge brute force.

Kurosawa easily cut open the farmed pigs he was assigned to and divided them according to the parts.

This job was easier than he expected.

His C+ level physique, when facing ordinary creatures, had too obvious a strength advantage.

The boar weighing nearly 300 kilograms was like a toy that could be manipulated at will.

Soon, the bloody smell gradually filled the factory.

Other elves also started to complete the slaughtering work one after another, but some groups completed it ruthlessly, giving the pig farmers a good time, while others dragged their feet, and the scene was once very bloody.

The factory that had been specially adjusted beforehand could spread the bloody smell very well.

Now everyone has tried the slaughtering work, and everything is ready, just waiting for the east wind, and now they only need to wait for the red moon to come again.

Kurosawa washed the blood on his hands with clean water.

For some reason, Kurosawa found that other people subconsciously wanted to dodge when facing him. Maybe the action of slaughtering pigs without blinking just now was too brutal, leaving them with some psychological trauma.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Soon, as the moon above their heads gradually rose, everyone's attention gradually focused.

There were clouds in the sky tonight, and the clouds covered the moonlight above their heads from time to time.

Kurosawa looked up at the moon.

After careful feeling, this moon did seem a little different.

It was particularly bright, and those mottled moon pits seemed to be flowing like water, as if they were alive.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by.

Kurosawa frowned subconsciously.

A scarlet light appeared faintly under the originally white moon above his head.

"It's started!"

Kurosawa's voice was transmitted to the ears of everyone present through the headphones.

Others' perceptions may not be as sensitive as Kurosawa's, but they have no doubt about Kurosawa's judgment.

Soon, the personnel began to move in small teams.

Patrol team, slaughter team, combat team.

The moon in the sky gradually turned red.

The temperature at night also dropped by several degrees Celsius as time passed.

Desolate cries continued to come from the factory, accompanied by a strong smell of blood rising to the sky.

The invisible ghosts floating in the deep dark sky gradually gathered towards this suburban slaughterhouse.

If you look down from tens of thousands of meters high, you can see thousands of ghosts rushing here like rivers converging into the sea.

Almost most of the original elves brought by Hongyue in Haitang City have been attracted.

The smell of blood and special attractants made the slaughterhouse an attractive and attractive place for the original elves.

Kurosawa glanced around and saw that the first batch of original elves had arrived at the scene.

They had different shapes, but the common feature was that their colors were very light, just like ghosts. If he had not relied on the power of nature and only relied on his eyes, he would not be able to detect such dangerous lives with his naked eyes.

They floated above the factory.

The bloody smell lingering in the air was what they instinctively desired.

Kurosawa asked the team members in charge of slaughtering in the factory to evacuate first.

The blood created was enough to attract the original elves, and then they just had to wait for them to fall into the trap.

Kurosawa calmly watched the transparent original elves bury themselves in the pigs that had just been cut open like hungry ghosts.

As they gnawed, their bodies gradually became solid.

Of course, their crazy appearance was also due to the special attractant added to pork, which released the sweet fragrance that most dream attribute elves loved the most.

The elf masters present did not move.

Although the attraction brought by the attractant was quite strong, no one knew whether other original elves would rush over one after another if they were suddenly startled.

Dozens of original elves gathered together, and blood splattered.

Soon the work area of ​​the factory became indescribably filthy.

The number of original elves increased.

Two digits, three digits, four digits!

The factory was densely packed with original elves.

They were already bloodthirsty.

After the pork was cut up, they moved their eyes to the pigpen nearby.

Outside the factory.

Kurosawa's figure flashed several times and returned to his original position.

He quickly traveled several kilometers and checked the distribution of original elves around.

In his perception, the number of other free original elves was already quite sparse.

It was almost time to close the net.

Kurosawa asked other team members to stand by.

He appeared in the factory, floating in the air, and he had a panoramic view of the situation in the factory from a high position.

The strength of these original elves is not too strong, mainly concentrated in the primary and intermediate levels. The reason why they continue to cause harm is because there are too many of them. Now that they are concentrated, the threat has been greatly reduced.

Kurosawa is not ready to let them complete the transformation from original elves to elves.

Original elves are more like a ghost state, with relatively weak strength, and a large number of kills will not bring any impact to the elf master himself.

Hei Ze grabbed the flash card in his pocket.

He threw out four flash cards in succession.

"Flora, Little Shining, Curse Crow, White Dragon."

Except for Mumu and Little Blue, who were seriously oversized, all his super-class elves were out.

The White Dragon flapped its wings and flew high above the park.

And Flora, Little Shining and Curse Crow surrounded many original elves in the factory with a triangular encirclement.

"White Dragon releases dragon power!"

"Flora, Curse Crow, Little Shining releases pressure!"

"Boom!"

The four super-class released a huge power, almost condensing into a solid.

For a moment, the factory, which was originally in chaos, suddenly became quiet inside and outside!

The air seemed to stop flowing under the huge pressure.

And the original elves within their influence range stopped moving, and heavy pressure came!

The appearance of the four super-class elves made the members of this mission who were ready for the blockade outside the park exclaim.

Especially the white dragon in the sky.

Its bright and graceful figure shone extremely in the night sky. Noble, sacred, and majestic, these words are not enough to describe its strong aura.

Kurosawa, the person involved, was not stunned.

The effect of coercion was very good, but it was impossible to take down thousands of original elves with only four coercion skills.

He floated high to avoid being involved in the battle that was about to break out.

Using a few elves to resist thousands of original elves, even for him, even for four super-level elves, it was not too easy in the face of the huge difference in numbers.

Thousands of dream-attribute original elves influenced each other. Although they were different individuals, they instantly formed a military-like momentum in front of the terrifying enemy.

When this condensed power was activated, the space changed.

Shaking and falling, real and fake.

The walls of the factory began to soften and twist, the ground began to melt and sink, and even the starry sky above was stirred up like ink.

The space swayed.

For a moment, it was a little hard to tell whether what was in front of me was reality or a dream?

The enchanting blood moon above seemed to become even more scarlet.

The other team members released the elves, discovered the changes in the surrounding environment, and swallowed uneasily.

"Captain, do we need to help you?"

"No, you should do a good job of blocking the surroundings to prevent them from escaping into the city." Kurosawa's voice was still unhurried in the headset. "The environmental changes you see now are all illusions, don't be disturbed by them."

Kurosawa's voice was calm but powerful.

Just two sentences, but calmed down the uneasy people.

After Kurosawa calmed everyone down, the spiritual energy in his body had been dispatched.

In front of him, the original elves began to take action, and some manic individuals began to try to attack the four super-class elves. Countless dream attribute energy bombs and attribute blades flew all over the sky and rushed towards them.

There are also some who have been trying to evacuate under the influence of coercion. The pressure given to them by the super-class elves is too great.

"White Dragon, release the tide!"

In the sky, the white dragon heard Kurosawa's order and opened his awe-inspiring giant mouth.

The deep blue energy instantly condensed in his mouth.

"Boom boom boom!"

It raised its head and roared, and deep blue energy gushed out crazily, turning into a surging waterfall.

This slaughterhouse is remote enough, and there are no other buildings within a few kilometers, so he can fight freely.

Tens of thousands of square meters of water continued to gush out, turning the park into a lake.

Hei Ze could accept the resistance of the enemy in front of him, but escape was not allowed.

"White Dragon, Frost Technique, Dragon Breath Release!"

The original blue-level frost technique has been upgraded to deep purple level by him.

The deep purple-level frost technique combined with the golden-level true dragon's absolute core dragon breath skill, descended in a lake!

"Sizzle!"

"Sizzle!"

The white dragon continued to spit out the extremely cold white frost air.

The extremely cold power immediately deprived all heat the moment it came into contact with the water.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

In almost an instant, all the water was frozen into extremely solid ice.

However, the ice cubes themselves were not critical. The terrifying low temperature in the air caused hundreds of original elves to freeze instantly.

The next moment, two or three hundred original elves exploded with a "bang" and disappeared into thin air like fireworks.

Kurosawa looked at the attack scene he created and nodded with satisfaction.

Bailong, the turret mage, was extremely useful in this practical scene that required large-scale monster clearing.

Although the consumption of the previous combo was not small, nearly one-twentieth of the enemies were directly wiped out, and the effect was obviously up to standard.

The battle officially started.

The original elves who were originally close to the outside were the least affected. They began to flee directly after feeling the terrifying pressure from afar. The elf masters guarding the outside also began to fight and killed these fish that escaped the net one by one.

In the center of the factory, a battle or a massacre was taking place.

Bailong fired an ice cone, and dozens of original elves were frozen to death.

In the Flora jungle area, the forest world descended, and the sea of ​​trees surged. Every attack could take away all the elves.

The lightning storm formed by the electric shock of the little shining spirit, and the curse of the cursed crow like a plague released the original elves that fell down in a row.

The super-level elves formed a huge attribute crushing on the low-level elves.

The only advantage of this group of original elves is their numbers and their desperate self-destruction attacks.

Ten minutes later.

Accompanied by the last ice cone of the white dragon.

The last handful of original elves in the field finally turned into bubbles under the wailing.

Nearly six or seven thousand original elves disappeared after this battle.

They had just left the deep world and entered the real world, but they died in less than an hour.

Kurosawa looked at the factory building that was already in a mess, without too many words.

This killing behavior was also a helpless act.

If these six or seven thousand original elves were hiding in the city, the damage caused would be incalculable.

Haitang alone might have hundreds of deaths, hundreds of injuries, mental depression, and unconsciousness.

As a human being, his interests and positions are of course inclined.

Killing it can save people. He doesn't know how others see it, but in his concept it is a good deed.

Life in the world has never been equal.

He looked in the direction of the others, and their battle was coming to an end.

Soon, with the four super-classes joining the battle again, the mess was finally completely dealt with.

"Ah, it's over."

"There are really too many."

"There will be more tomorrow night."

The other team members sat together in groups of three or two.

The original elves will not leave any blood or traces after death and withering, and they will completely disappear in an explosion.

So apart from the damage caused by the battle, there is not much dirt on the scene, and it should not be difficult to clean up.

However, the subsequent processing process has nothing to do with Kurosawa and others.

The alliance will do a good job of handling and negotiating.

After Kurosawa thanked everyone, he announced that this mission was successfully completed.

Amid a warm farewell, the people who completed the mission dispersed.

Kurosawa stood in place and glanced at the system page.

There was no movement in the mission [Red Moon in the Sky]. Only one wave was handled today.

There are two more waves tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. It will be completely over after they are handled.

He stretched.

He knew that his mission here was just a microcosm of the Red Moon incident.

There were medical staff and elves in the hospital who were responsible for treating other citizens who were injured.

Haitang City was just an insignificant small city in the three provinces involved in this incident. At the same time, dozens or hundreds of cities were carrying out similar clearance work, and thousands of people were fighting for this. It was enough to imagine how exaggerated the impact of the singularity incident on the world was.

However, from the perspective of his three-year career as an elf master, this was the first time he encountered such an emergency, and the frequency of such incidents should not be considered frequent.

Obviously, the alliance has formed a mature emergency response mechanism for this.

As long as it is handled properly and acted quickly, the number of casualties can be effectively controlled.