The Rise of the Cemetery

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This group of half-worms all looked respectful, and they were obviously the personal servants of this brain-worm.

Cerebral worms look like a human brain that has been stripped out separately. Through the transparent and sticky meninges on the surface of the body, the gray white matter inside is constantly squirming, and the outsiders can't see through it. Perceive the mysterious ripple.

This kind of ripple is not an elemental spell, nor is it a spatial ability, but a very superb telepathy. Just like the underground mind flayers, no matter where they are, they can maintain the most basic telepathy with the supreme ruler of the mind flayers hiding in a certain mysterious area - the mastermind.

As the basic commanders of the Ahn'Qiraj Zerg at the bottom, the cerebrates do not have any combat ability, nor do they have too independent subject consciousness, but are completely controlled by the war brood hiding in the rear. They are like the clone and sub-brain of the war brood, able to take over its complete consciousness, and decompose its will into specific instructions, which are conveyed to the bottom Zerg fighters one by one.

Almost every large insect sea hides a brain worm as a battlefield support, and what they carry out is the will of the real brood.

Since the start of the war, the Zerg has lost almost 90,000 Zerg soldiers on these elves. But for these insects without the slightest individual consciousness, this is nothing. It is already a great honor to be able to die for the War Brood, and the dead Zerg has nothing to regret.

In this land of elves, which is rich in resources and abundant in living matter, as long as the war brood exists, there will be a steady stream of bugs hatched. So no matter how many worms died on the front line, the brain worms would not hesitate at all. The only thing that can turn its huge brain circuit and think about it is whether the Zerg that died in battle can be exchanged for the "harvest" that it is satisfied with.

Although the Elf Continent is very rich and has endless resources, these ordinary resources can only hatch low-level Zerg troops. They want to hatch brain worms, half-worms, earth diggers, fire-breathing bugs, and higher-level Zerg troops. Special Zerg needs some rare and rare items and treasures.

As a special Zerg, Cerebral Worms canceled all melee abilities, and extremely strengthened their psychic powers. In its special and strange color pedigree analysis, among the group of elves fighting hard in the sea of ​​insects, only a small number of objects belong to the priority collection of "resources". In particular, the three green dragons flying above the high forest sea are even closer to the category of high-level resources in their color pedigree vision.

So whether all these elves can be kept, the brain worm doesn't care at all, it only cares whether the three green dragons can be kept.

Green dragons can fly!

And the Zerg currently control the sky only those flying insects similar to large wild bees. Their bodies are too light and their wings are too weak, and they cannot resist the blowing of the high-altitude wind. If they attack the green dragon in a big way, then the green dragon only needs to fly to the sky to get rid of the sea of ​​insects and let them return without success. Therefore, in order to avoid alarming the enemy, Cerebral Worm commanded the Zerg soldiers in an extremely realistic way to kill the number of elves bit by bit, keeping the elf army on the brink of destruction all the time.

Only in this way, the elf commander will send a signal for help to the green dragons at the most critical moment, and the green dragons will dive into the sea of ​​insects without hesitation, and use the crazy dragon breath to give the elves a moment of respite.

After doing this twice and three times, the breath of the green dragons has gradually dried up, and their bodies are no longer invulnerable, as the dense scars are the best proof.

When we got here, we were very close to the old lair of the elves, and the Zerg interception troops on the front line were also severely damaged, and the green dragons were paralyzed by their success again and again. Moment of a hit.

The brain worm's huge body squirmed, and under the strong telepathic shock, more than a dozen immediate instructions were immediately conveyed to a certain forest behind him.

Silently, vague ripples began to appear on the green grass, and the weeds fell in the direction of the elf troops, as if transparent unknown creatures were gliding past the grass.

In addition to the dozen or so near-invisible special Zergs, the worm mage who had appeared outside the Green City was also under the protection of the Zerg warriors, secretly approaching the elves' fallen troops.

"The bugs are coming up again!"

"Kill..."

"kill……"

The hoarse cries and roars of the elves echoed in the jungle.

The sharp bows and arrows shot out one by one, passing through the criss-crossing vine branches as if they had eyes, nailing the Zerg soldiers to death. Since the Zerg warriors are covered with thick and tough carapaces and sharp limbs, only the compound eyes on both sides of the head are their only fatal weakness, so the bows and arrows of the elf archers are all pierced into the skull, killing them with one blow.

The 137-year-old elf archer Link is only a young adult among the elves who generally have a lifespan of seven or eight hundred years. But even though he is young and immature, he is already an admirable level 14 magic archer. This also indicates that he has been able to freely drive the magic arrow unique to the elves - the enchanted arrow.

As an excellent magic archer, there are up to 7 magic-imbued arrows in the quiver on his back at most, and the powerful third- and fourth-level natural spells infused in it are enough to make him a short-lived incarnation of an elf mage, killing a large number of Zergs. death in sight.

However, in order to better cooperate with the ground troops, he can only jump up and down on the old trees, and shoot one or two flying insects to death with flying arrows from time to time, or draw out the protective short sword to kill the flying insects flying in the air. Hit back to the ground.

At the moment of the battle, there are not many arrows left in the quiver behind him, and there is only one magic-imbued arrow left. A magic arrow imbued with "group natural entanglement".

Such a precious imbued arrow cannot be used lightly.

It must be chosen at the moment when the swarms are most dense, when the sword dancer troops fighting and retreating on the ground are at the most critical moment, so that all the zergs within a radius of 30 meters can be fixed in place in one fell swoop, and they can win a short period of time for their brothers and sisters. retreat time.

He casually broke off a branch from an ancient tree beside him, shaved it lightly with a short sword a few times, and transformed it into a usable wooden arrow. Turning around, he nailed a flying insect that wanted to attack his companion with an arrow, and then Link turned around and dragged a vine hanging from above to swing down a big tree.

When he was in the air, he still had to use his elven longbow to fend off the ground war insects jumping up vertically, and there were bursts of heart-rending pain in the palm of his right hand that was tightly clutching the vines.

No way, after five or six hours of continuous shooting, the five fingers of his right hand had already been bloody from the bowstring. But he didn't have the chance to rest and bandage at all, so he could only use the short time of running fast on the big tree to give himself a rejuvenation technique.

The slow natural healing power is constantly repairing the wounds on the body, which are numb and itchy, which is very uncomfortable. But he couldn't stop to breathe for a moment, he could only attack the enemy in constant movement and running, avoiding the enemy's attack.

Soon, after escaping to the rear for more than 2 miles, a large wave of more violent and crazier insects rushed up.

On the ground, nearly 200 elf sword dancer warriors with wounded legs were surrounded by swarms of insects in a clearing. There was no way for them to retreat, they could only support each other and gather into a group, forming an elf battle formation to fight hard against the swarm of insects.

Seeing this, the nearby elf archers wandered around the big trees and quickly rushed to their vicinity. Using the tall trees as cover, the wooden arrows pouring down one by one finally suppressed the madness of the insect swarm. However, due to the lack of wooden arrows, they could only protect the battle circle of the sword dancers from being breached by the swarm, but they were unable to cover their evacuation.

After all, sword dancer fighters are light or armorless fighters, and they can fully utilize their high sensitivity advantages in sports combat, but once they stop to block hard fights, the defect of not having a thick armor stomach is undoubtedly obvious. From time to time, elf warriors were pierced by war insects and dragged into the dense swarm of insect heads.

The shrill and short wailing made all the elf warriors grit their teeth but were unable to help them. The emotional torment mixed in it almost made people vomit blood.

Link also quickly rushed to the vicinity, and while trying to kill the war insects with wooden arrows, he roared frantically in the direction of the elf army: "Ivo, what are you waiting for? Have you not given an order yet?"

In order to break through the elven army, all elf archers with infused arrows cannot use their share indiscriminately, and must wait for the direct order of Commander Ivo. So even though the bloody killing in front of him made Link's jaw drop, but without Ivo's words, he was still unable to shoot the last enchanted arrow.

Of course, those who suffered with him also included the sword dance master Ivo.

If he was just an ordinary sword dance master, then he would have turned back into the swarm of thousands of insects without hesitation to rescue his companion. But he is not! At this moment, he was not a sword dancer, but the leader of a besieged army of elves.

Between a small group of elves and a large group of elves, he must make a difficult choice that makes him extremely painful.

It was only ten miles away from the reinforcements sent by Green Shade City, and even with the excellent hearing of the elves, they could already hear the sound of fighting like a tsunami in the distance. When we got here, as long as we were more angry, we might be able to break through the encirclement of the Zerg and join the reinforcements.

At that time, the remaining 2,000 elves will be able to escape and hide in the green city with a strict defense system.

Yes, in this short distance of dozens of miles, nearly 1,500 elves fell halfway. Only the 2100 or so elves in front of him were the only ones who could rush here with him.

After quickly estimating the rhythm of the battle ahead, Ivo finally gritted his teeth and decided to use one of the three remaining enchanted arrows here. However, since it is necessary to consume a hole card, it is the only choice to strive to maximize the damage to the enemy.

"Link, prepare your enchanted arrow, and shoot it for me!" Ivo roared loudly in response, while putting the dragon-calling flute into his mouth again.

"shoot!"

With a loud shout, Ivo blew the dragon whistle with all his strength.