Chapter 625 New World

A group of sheep-headed monsters at the front were smashed into mud by the falling boulders. The bloody scene not only did not scare off the races in the center of the earth, but aroused their inner enthusiasm.

"Seeing the sunlight for the first time!" This wonderful feeling is not something that the races who have lived in the sun since childhood can experience.

The ancient legends of the ancestors have been beautified from generation to generation, and the land under the sun has long become a paradise on earth.

On the road to lifelong pursuit, how can we slow down because of a little sacrifice?

Countless races in the center of the earth rushed to the outside world frantically. The dark elf elder in charge of supervising the battle found helplessly that he was redundant.

There is no need for a supervisory team for this fanatical scene in front of us. "The temptation of the land under the sun" is more effective than any coercion or inducement.

Those legendary "eating and drinking to your heart's content, a good life with a variety of delicious food" are the lifelong pursuits of countless races in the center of the earth.

Even the powerful dark elves have to worry about food in the world of the center of the earth. Dominating a region can ensure that the tribe will not starve to death in large numbers, but eating well is pure nonsense.

In terms of quality of life, the daily life of the dark elf queen cannot catch up with some wealthy small nobles.

All kinds of spices and unique delicacies from the mountains and the sea are not produced in the inner world.

In order to grow vegetables, all the big tribes in the inner world rely on simulating artificial suns.

Because of the cost, these are all luxury goods. Only a few high-level dignitaries are qualified to enjoy them, and they are still in limited supply!

The lower-level races, let alone tasting a bite, even if they look at it from a distance, they may be whipped.

The less accessible it is, the easier it is to imagine its deliciousness. It will be their turn to enjoy it soon. If they fall behind at the critical moment, a large number of powerful races will come out from the inner world. What else can they do!

"Come back quickly, you idiots!"

The dark elf elder scolded.

This was obviously not said to the vassal races. Although in her eyes, all the vassal races were "idiots and fools", the lives of these guys were not worth her concern.

Just when she was lost in thought, the supervisory team that followed her was also affected by the atmosphere and rushed out in the team.

Because of their strength, these young elves quickly rushed to the front of the team and rushed towards the "bright world".

The dark elves need other races to be cannon fodder for their family, but it does not mean that they are willing to let their own people be cannon fodder for others.

According to the current charging method, the dark elf warriors who ran to the front became cannon fodder for the cannon fodder.

Thousands of troops charge together, always moving forward without hesitation, and the emphasis is not to go back.

Even if they heard the call of the dark elf elders, there were countless long spears behind them. Going forward bravely is a life of death, and turning back is a life of death.

This is not a question of whether or not to do it, but during the charge, the behavior of the soldiers in the middle of the team is no longer under their control, and they can only instinctively follow the main force.

Except for the strength reaching the eighth level, they can fly back from the sky, otherwise they can only share the fate with the cannon fodder troops.

There is also a positive side to things. With the dark elves leading the charge, the fighting enthusiasm of the vassal races is unprecedentedly high.

...

In the sky, Hudson, who received the news, rushed over early, hiding in the clouds and quietly observing the invaders.

Looking down at the densely moving figures below, Hudson felt both excited and headache.

Experience tells him that the enemy formed by the joint efforts of multiple races is much easier to deal with than a single race.

In normal cooperation, the more partners involved, the lower the probability of success.

However, there is an exception, that is, the team has a leader!

From the momentum, it can be seen that the elves rushing in the front are the core of the team, and the races behind are following them.

It’s just that Hudson can’t figure out which branch of the elves are so "brave".

It's not like he had never seen an Elf Knight. It's just that this race is too gifted. Even if their main profession is a Knight, they usually learn archery and magic.

It's estimated that there is only one family in the continent that can fight against magic crossbows with archers. There is no other family.

There is no doubt that this is only a theoretical comparison. In the actual battlefield, it is difficult to have such a confrontation. The Elf family has not stood still, and is often dragged by the various races on the continent to "progress in science and technology".

With high attainments in archery, their magic skills will not be bad either. With so many advantages, even an Elf Knight is the best at long-range attacks.

Abandoning their own advantages and stupidly leading the team to charge is not the style of the Elf family at all.

All the abnormalities were attributed by Hudson to the influence of the inner world. Living in a dark world since childhood, it is obviously impossible to raise the elegance and calmness of the elves.

"Fire magicians, prepare, rain fire first, welcome them back to the ground world!"

Hudson ordered coldly.

The two sides have never had formal contact, let alone hatred. They want to kill each other as soon as they meet, purely out of interests.

If these inner-earth races want to leave that hellhole of the inner-earth world and live on the surface, they must seize living space from the vested interests.

Either point the spearhead at the Alpha Kingdom or use a big knife to cut the Orc Empire. In the case of uncertainty, Hudson can only follow the "continental rules"!

No matter what these earth-core races want to do, beat them up first, hurt them, and then talk about other issues.

Generally speaking, more than 90% of the problems can be explained with fists, and the remaining 10% of the problems are that the fists are not hard enough.

Now both sides are in the dark. Before they are sure of the other side's strength, it is difficult to make up their minds to fight to the death.

The rest is to test!

What Hudson has to do is: use the first impression to instill the concept that the Alpha Kingdom is very powerful into the hearts of all the earth-core races.

It's a pity that the construction of the magic tower has not been completed, otherwise more than a dozen magic towers are connected in a line. After the enemy's main force comes out, a round of long-range firepower strategic strikes will definitely be able to dispel the idea of ​​the earth-core races to invade the west.

Of course, there is another possibility that the enemy is too unlucky. Unfortunately, the command center was hit by multiple magic towers, and the top leaders were taken away in a group, and could only retreat back to the inner world.

Unfortunately, all this is just a hypothesis. Without the large turret of the magic tower, Hudson can't find a second strategic "intimidation" weapon in his hand.

Including the forbidden spell in front of him, it seems to be powerful, but the sustainability is pitifully low.

For the party being beaten, the difference between a continuous and a single forbidden spell is often the difference between life and death.

Even a strong man like the Saint Realm dare not stay in the forbidden spell coverage area for a long time. If you are unlucky enough to be hit, it is possible to be taken away directly.

"Sparks are coming out of the sky!"

"So beautiful!"

"The land under the sun is different!"

...

The sky was full of "shooting stars" flashing, and the soldiers of the inner world who didn't react were still sighing at the beauty of the rain of fire, and they didn't expect that the crisis was approaching.

"Not good!"

"This is the enemy's forbidden..."

Before the word "curse" was uttered, the rain of fire fell into the crowd first. Anything touched by the sparks instantly turned into a raging fire, and even water couldn't put it out.

"Ah!"

"Run!"

...

The few lucky ones who escaped the meteor shower looked at the flames running and screaming all over the world, and their emotions suddenly couldn't be held back.

No matter how bold you are, you can't do this!

It's not that everyone is ignorant and didn't recognize it at the first time. The main reason is that this forbidden spell has been modified. Compared with tens of thousands of years ago, it has long been unrecognizable.

Of course, the various races in the inner world of the earth have not been in vain. In the past years, they have also created many new magics.

However, due to the influence of the environment, the dark elements account for 70% of the elements in the inner world of the earth, and the strong basically practice the dark system.

As a result, the deep cultivation of the various races in the inner world of the earth in the field of magic is basically concentrated in the big framework of the dark system.

Correspondingly, the progress in other magic fields is very slow. Because the number of people involved in the research is too small, the results obtained are also very pitiful.

Many magics are even still tens of thousands of years ago. It can be used, but the specific effect is obviously behind the times.

After a big loss, the vanguard of the Earth Core Race decisively chose to retreat.

This test was successful, but also failed!

As expected, the enemy really had an ambush outside. If it hadn't been prepared in advance, it might be that they would suffer heavy losses now.

The elf elder of the Supervisory Team, who received the news, has recovered from his loss of composure. Hundreds of team members were lost without a suitable reason. This kind of loss is not easy to explain later.

"Pass the order down, anyone who retreats will be killed without mercy!

Give the chiefs of each tribe a death order to immediately organize a second wave of attack. I don't believe that the enemy's forbidden spells are infinite.

One test after another, no matter how many forbidden spells the enemy has, there will be a time when they will be exhausted!"

The elf elder said murderously.

The loss of the Supervisory Team is a foregone conclusion, but the task assigned by the superiors must still be completed.

If there is no good way, use a stupid way. Just use human lives to fill it, and fill it in continuously. There will be a time to fill the pit.

In a flash, another group of unlucky vassal races set out on the journey under the whip of the supervisory team.

The only difference this time is that the supervisory team that originally charged forward was warned by their own elders, and no longer made the previous suicidal moves.

In fact, this warning is completely redundant. The lessons of the past are in front of us, and everyone should consider the consequences first.

Those fanatical vassal races can regain their sanity after experiencing a tragic loss, let alone this group of elves.

Learning lessons is a good thing, but it is also a troublesome thing. Just now, they rushed out in a swarm, but now they have to use whips to drive people away.

They dawdled all the way and stepped on the ground slowly. The scene of the tragic burning outside is still continuing.

The tragic scene shocked even the earth-core races who are used to life and death.

This level of attack is also rare in the earth-core world. Under normal circumstances, the masters of both sides get together to fight, and the soldiers of both sides fight for their lives throughout the battlefield.

This kind of gameplay of a master beating a soldier is obviously against the rules. Logically speaking, the strong men of the dark elves should intervene at this time.

But the time is too short!

Even if the message is received, it will be passed back immediately. When the decision is made and the reinforcements arrive, the problem may not exist.

Sitting high in the clouds, Hudson couldn't help but feel a little bit of looking down on the world. Perhaps this is the loneliness that belongs to the strong, and only those who have reached this height can understand it.

Looking at the messy team of the Earth Core race below, it looks like the countless people struggling between survival and life, and he can't do it.

After a little thought, Hudson decided to let them live a little longer.

After all, there are many subsequent means to deal with such quality scum, so it's not worth wasting a forbidden spell.

The unknown is the most terrifying. Although Hudson didn't let people continue to take action, the Earth Core race below was still trembling with fear.

If there was no way back, it is estimated that everyone would not be able to help but run back to their nest.

With trembling steps, a group of Earth Core races chose the direction by their instincts and gradually moved away from the entrance.

The operation went much more smoothly than expected. After more than an hour without any movement, the originally anxious exploration team of the Earth Core Race gradually returned to normal.

But this was meaningless. The Cursed Land was a Jedi where one had to risk their lives, at least for them.

Even if Hudson temporarily let them go, the road ahead was still tortuous and difficult.

To the north was the Snow Moon Lake, which was guarded by the Kingdom Army and there was a large amount of accumulated water waiting for them.

To the south was the vast ocean, where no large army was stationed. At most, the ghost ships would come out from time to time to hunt occasionally.

To the west was the heavily guarded Snow Moon Territory, which was now used to train new recruits. As the weakest group among the Earth Core Races, this was the only treatment they received.

Heading east to join the Orc Empire was the best way out, at least for a short period of time, they would be safe and secure.

Unfortunately, these guys had everything except strength. A group of scattered soldiers and vagrants, how could they be valued by the Orc Empire? If they were not careful, they would be destroyed by a tribe along the way.

After a long time of no movement, the dark elf elder gradually lost his patience. He immediately ordered his younger brothers: "It seems that they have had an accident. Send down the order for each tribe to send out the second exploration team immediately!"

Vassal races are originally doing dirty and tiring work. Especially in the inner world, the law of the jungle is more obvious.

The boss said a word, and the younger brothers had to fight hard, otherwise they would not even have the qualification to survive.

The small tribe that lost the protection of the strong tribe had no qualification to survive in the inner world. The greatest value of their survival was to be willing to fight hard.

A team of miscellaneous troops was put together again, taking a more cautious step than before, and slowly opened the door to the new world.