Chapter 34: The Mad Elf (Please Vote for Recommendation!)
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With shouts ringing out, countless figures wearing hemp robes and wooden armor, brandishing wooden swords and magic wands, emerged from the jungles in all directions.
The Goblin High Priest Gululu was startled by these excited cries.
It lifted its head, and upon clearly seeing the tall figures, it suddenly exclaimed:
"Elves?!"
By the Cold Winter and the Hunting God above, where did so many elves spring from in the Elf Forest?!
Hadn't they migrated away long ago?
Gululu instinctively thought to flee.
It wasn't without reason, for centuries the inherent notion had been that even regular elves from the Elf Clan held strength beyond that of black iron.
And it, a mere Goblin, even if it had encountered some fortuitous event and became a Priest, could definitely not defeat dozens or hundreds of Elves.
However, the thought of escaping had barely arisen before it was quickly extinguished by itself.
"Hm? Something's not right..."
Gululu had a change of heart.
If there really were so many powerful elves, its tribe would have long been driven out of the Elf Ruins.
With this thought in mind, Gululu took a closer look, and with that look, it suddenly felt at ease...
How these elves were all novices without even the strength of professionals!
In an instant, Gululu understood the cause and effect.
It must be them who are behind the disappearance of its Goblin tribe!
But soon after, the elderly Goblin grew more puzzled.
Where did these novice elves who are not even level 11 come from?
It used its limited brain capacity to ponder...
And couldn't figure it out...
So it stopped thinking about it and instead became eager to try:
"Forget it, by the Cold Winter and the Hunting God above! It doesn't matter where you sprang from, you're unlucky to encounter me! Offer your lives to the True God, and I'm certain to receive His reward."
Eradicating so many elves will surely gain Divine's appreciation!
Even if the Elf Clan is strong, they are not a martial race and are inherently weak in combat strength at the same level.
And this group of elven rookies who aren't even level 11, in Gululu's view, are probably not even as good as a group of level 10 Goblins!
Such low-level opponents, one Goblin could easily handle!
Hehe, probably these elves will panic and flee once they are injured, no, perhaps they'll be scared off just by seeing my Undead Army...
Thinking this, Gululu sneered coldly and swung its magic wand.
Dark purple energy was released from the Skull Wand, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen skeleton undead were summoned...
"Destroy them! Don't let a single one escape!"
Gululu commanded.
Following Gululu's orders, the undead unsheathed their bone knives and charged at the elves with tooth and claw...
"Holy crap, it's actually Undead Magic!"
The players who rushed over were frightened, stopping abruptly.
The Goblin High Priest watched the players with their eyes wide open, feeling even more smug inside.
Hehe...
Scared, aren't you?
The appearance of the skeleton undead was indeed frightening, and the undead it summoned were even more special, their emitted aura of death could even corrode the souls of the weak!
No creature could see its army without feeling fear!
That's right, this is the power of death, this is the power of an Undead Mage!
Filled with the surging energy in the wand, Gululu became intoxicated...
Be afraid!
Flee!
And then succumb to the pursuit of the undead!
However, what the elves said next made it falter slightly.
"Holy shit, that's so realistic... it really scared me..."
"No wonder it's a virtual reality game with 100% realism, the special effects of Undead Magic are so awesome!"
"These skeleton undead look so cool!"
The elves looked at the undead summoned one by one, extremely excited, but not a trace of fear.
...They're not afraid?
Their souls aren't affected by the aura of death?
Gululu was astonished.
And then its expression became disdainful once more.
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Hehe...
Looks like you still don't know the power of the undead, still unaware you'll be slowly eroded...
Such a bunch of noobs who've never seen the world...
You know nothing about the power of the undead.
Soon, you'll witness what a real Undead Army looks like! What it feels like to wish for death!
With that thought, Gululu once again swung the magic wand, unleashing its power to the fullest...
In an instant, more than ten skeleton undead were summoned.
Countless undead converged together, emitting a thick aura of death, chilling the forest air momentarily.
Feeling the power of the undead, the Goblin High Priest was exceedingly smug.
It planned to use its overwhelming advantage to show these ignorant noobs the terror of death!
"Fuck! Summoned again!"
"Quick, assess their strength!"
"BOSS is level 11, the minions are level 10!"
"The minions are guarding the BOSS, take out the minions first! Clean them out!"
"Melee go in first, casters support from the back!"
"One group deals with two skeletons, the max level ones look for opportunities to attack the BOSS! Find its weaknesses and attack patterns! We can't let it summon anymore!"
"Those who died hurry back from the respawn point!"
The elves muttered terms Gululu couldn't understand, equally springing into action.
Contrary to the Goblin High Priest's expectations, not a single elf chose to flee. Instead, they grew more and more excited.
They swung their wooden swords and charged at the Undead Army!
The two forces clashed in an instant.
Blood splattered everywhere.
The level 10 undead were indeed fearsome; although the players had gone through some training, they were still no match. In a blink, the first group to engage suffered heavy injuries and fell to the ground under the undead's onslaught.
Seeing the elves swiftly suffering heavy casualties, the Goblin High Priest couldn't stop a cold laugh.
Hehe, to engage in melee combat with the undead, what a bunch of fools.
It almost foresaw the shock and rout of the elves.
The Elf folks were sparse in numbers; in Gululu's view, they couldn't bear heavy casualties!
It believed that once a few died, the elves would start to flee.
However, what happened next was unexpected for Gululu.
The injured elves on the ground struggled back to their feet, one after another, wildly excited, oblivious to the blood continuously flowing from their wounds.
Especially the male elves.
They waved their weapons as if the blood and injuries were not their own, howling as they continued to attack the skeletal undead.
Gululu didn't have a game system to censor the inappropriate scenes.
So, in its eyes, this battle was unspeakably horrific...
It saw elves with amputated legs still refusing to retreat, hopping on one foot with wooden swords chopping away.
It saw elves with arms blown off by ally magic cursing, "Damn it, aim better!" before turning around to rush back into battle...
It even saw an elf gut-pierced by the undead, intestines dangling outside, and yet he laughed maniacally, fighting the skeletal undead...
With each cut, they fought with madness, completely ignoring their own injuries and the life force that was ebbing away.
Every elf marching towards death did so with a face full of exhilaration and relief... uttmost exclaiming unexpectedly, "Fuck, I'm gonna die!" and then with a roll of the eyes, they'd breathe their last.
They didn't care about their companions' fate either; no one grieved for the death of a companion, their eyes seemed to only see the enemy.
Not only that, some elves upon seeing a companion die would laugh out in schadenfreude and conveniently pick up their equipment...
Gululu was dumbstruck.
What... what's with these elves?
Can't they feel pain?
Don't they have emotions?
Aren't they... afraid of death!
No, they really aren't afraid of death...
Gululu even saw an elf bellowing as he lunged directly at the undead's bone blade, pierced right through, but still tightly clung to the undead, "Ha", "Ha" vomiting blood excitedly shouting to a companion:
"I've got a hold of this bag of bones, take it apart while you can!"
At this moment, Gululu was completely stunned.
It shuddered suddenly, murmuring:
"Mad..."
"Definitely mad..."
"These elves must be mad!"
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