C81

"Bai Long ~ Bai Long ~ ~"

Just as the two were in a stalemate, Ah Tai ran over anxiously. Seeing the two of them looking at each other, he knew that there was some conflict between them, and spoke slowly to stabilize his panicked state of mind.

"Um, Yang Yingsen will tell you to go over."

Bai Long glanced at Ah Tai, and then silently walked in Yang Yingsen's direction. Seeing him leave, Ah Tai immediately asked with concern.

"Xue Yang, he didn't bully you did he?"

Who knew that Li Xueyang would ignore Ah Tai and walk away straightforwardly, leaving a steamed bun in front of him, whose head was still watery.

The dense forest was very quiet. There were tens of thousands of elves lying in ambush at the top of the trees. They pulled their bows straight as if they were waiting for a large group of prey.

At the top of the tree, Yang Yingsen and the rest were also observing everything. He looked at the mountain peak across with anticipation, hoping that Sima Yan would bring his handicapped veterans here to die, but after waiting for a long time, he still couldn't come, so Yang Yingsen started to feel a little discouraged.

"Damn it, why hasn't this Sima Yan come over yet?"

Yang Yingsen angrily hit the tree trunk.

"Since we can't wait, I think we should go to the next coordinates. I'm afraid that Lion King and the rest might be way ahead of us, and in the end, the Heroic Forest might even fall into his hands."

Li Xueyang advised, but Bai Long rolled his eyes and said disapprovingly: "Don't worry, think carefully about it, when we came to the Elven Forest, there was a common characteristic between us and the Earth Goblin King."

"What characteristics?"

Yang Yingsen was captivated by Bai Long's words and turned to ask.

Bai Long smiled as he stared at Yang Yingsen, and said happily: "It's you! Think about it, isn't each of the coordinates related to you? I think without Yang Yingsen at the next coordinates, it's impossible for them to be broken either."

Yang Yingsen nodded his head. Indeed, the green jade staff that the Earth Goblin King had obtained and the statues in the Elven Forest indicated that this was a secret signal that his parents had left for him.

Thinking up to here, Yang Yingsen panicked a bit. He remembered what he had dreamt of back in the Heroic Forest. Why did they leave behind such a strange series of clues in this game world? Why didn't they tell him the truth directly? He couldn't help but to cast his gaze at Li Xueyang, who was beside him. But afterwards, he shook his head vigorously.

After thinking about it for a long time, Yang Yingsen continued to look at the hillside on the other side. Seeing that the fiery red sun was about to set and Sima Yan's group had not even appeared, Yang Yingsen became anxious, his heart crawling like an ant in his heart.

"Yang Yingsen, he's here!"

Li Jiehui shouted. Through the thin scope, he saw Sima Yan leading a group of people that walked over grandly. Although the strength of the various players were not the same, Sima Yan held the absolute advantage in numbers. Although he had gone through the training of the instructors, he had never hit anyone. He remembered what Yang Yingsen had told him about the quest it was to kill Sima Yan in the midst of so many people.

The group of people in the distance walked over with an imposing manner, led by Sima Yan. He was like a grasshopper tied to a grill, forced by his own guild members to hand over the coordinates of the Elven Forest. Although he was extremely unwilling, it was difficult for his two fists to fight against four hands, so he could only share the secret coordinates that Yang Yingsen told them.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a huge forest appeared in the distance.

Sima Yan stretched his back proudly, then said to the people beside him happily: "Look! I already said that I won't take any of yours, so this is the Heroic Forest? "

With excited emotions, Sima Yan increased his pace, and the large group of players behind him also followed closely, as they all discussed what kind of secret this large forest would bring.

The day that the Elf King was looking forward to had finally come. The legendary Savior was about to lead all the warriors of the elven race to chase away the greedy evil people who suddenly appeared in this world. The elves' arrows were all ready to strike, and everything was quietly waiting for a good opportunity.

"Yang Yingsen!"

Bai Long patted the fully focused Yang Yingsen beside him, he turned and looked at Bai Long in puzzlement.

"I'm counting down, Sima Yan has about a thousand people with him, way fewer than before!"

Bai Long's surprising discovery resulted in a deduction that the large guild that was developed by Flying now had been shattered. The guild members had all left as well and the support frame for one of the three big cauldrons had started to fall apart.

The people that were listening to Bai Long had become much more confident, because some of the stronger and more far-sighted players had seen the ugly expression on Sima Yan's face. If one were to continue to stay in this guild, they wouldn't be able to gain much development, but there were still some weak and unthinking players that continued to stay in Anti-Dragon Guild.

Sima Yan led the players and walked into the forest. The light was quickly hindered by the big trees, and everything around them became dark, but the determined Sima Yan still blindly believed in his wrong intuition, and regardless of anything, took a big step forward. He urgently wanted to know what secrets were waiting for him inside the forest, and he was completely unaware that a great calamity of death was quietly approaching beside him.

The Elves gathered their strength and aimed their arrows at the noisy crowd below. They turned the aggro of the people who had lost their homes into the power of an arrow and aimed their sharp eyes at the players who were slowly moving around.

"Yang Yingsen, do you think it will work?"

Bai Long said somewhat unconfidently. After all, no matter how weak these players were, they wouldn't fall to the point of being treated as meat targets by these Elves who had human intelligence.

Yang Yingsen smiled weakly, as if everything was within his calculations. He said, "There are about two thousand Elves, but there are only a thousand Players. If we add on the Elf King and I with our super healing abilities, we are definitely going to win this war!"

Yang Yingsen was holding onto victory as he confidently looked at the slowly moving crowd below.