Chapter 195, Death of the Half-Elf Queen, Destruction of the Mountain Kingdom

Breaking through the obstacles in front of him fiercely, a terrifying roar sounded.

Behind him, Sheng Qi excitedly raised the flag.

The handsome half-elf warrior's face was full of fatigue and numbness. He gritted his teeth and kept pressing forward, trying to stop the ferocious monsters in front of him.

The rat army moved, and pairs of greedy eyes were cast on this group of last half-elves.

At the top of the crown of this sacred oak tree, the final fight began.

The original golden oak tree has been withering, and the climbing scarlet pollution is almost swallowing up this tall golden oak tree.

But in this crown, on the battlefield where the two sides are fighting, the golden and sacred still exist.

The leaves were blown by the breeze, bringing a rustling sound.

The half-elves who originally lived on this huge oak tree could stand on the top of this sacred oak tree and look at the world outside the rolling hills, always with a bit of curiosity.

But now everything is destroyed, and the influx of rats has destroyed everything in this rolling hills.

This battlefield is not only about the half-elves and ratmen, the two figures on the treetops also cast their sights.

The fine cracks on Du Yuan's body became more and more obvious, and the divine body on one arm had completely collapsed, leaving only a hazy red light.

But it was this hazy red light that made a demigod unable to raise his head, and his desperate gaze was cast on the battlefield below.

The half-elf god fell into complete despair.

The vicious curses had stopped, and she, who had become a demigod, just wanted to keep everything in her hands, no matter what the price.

"I am willing to submit to you! I am willing to submit to you! I can do anything!"

She raised her head and prayed to Du Yuan, and even began to twist her body.

It's not that there is no cooperative relationship between gods, and even the concept of marriage exists.

In the long period of torment, this originally proud goddess has changed her mind and is willing to surrender to Du Yuan and become Du Yuan's subordinate god, just to keep everything in her hands.

But it seems to be useless.

Gradually, there was a little more panic.

"I can sign a contract with you, I can make a Chaos Oath with you, I am willing to do anything.

Let me go, let me go!"

The anxious words kept coming out, but Du Yuan didn't even stop his eyes on the half-elf goddess who was shouting desperately.

Standing on the treetops, watching the war under his feet.

The rats did not notice Du Yuan's existence. Ordinary things could not see the existence of the god without using special methods.

Du Yuan had been watching this battlefield for a while, or perhaps not for long. Since he ascended to the demigod, the passage of time was no longer so sensitive to Du Yuan.

He didn't make a move, even if he didn't need to spend much effort to wipe out the stubborn half-elf army under his feet.

Even if his current state was not good, it would not be difficult for Du Yuan, but he didn't do it.

Not because of anything else, this was not a good thing for the rats.

His sight moved and fell on the half-elf temple under his feet.

At this time, a tall half-elf knelt in front of the altar.

That was the queen of the half-elves, the queen chosen by the half-elves' gods.

It's not that the half-elves didn't have opportunities in this war, but the mistakes in decision-making ruined the possibility of changing the situation.

Going back in time, if the half-elves could have been ruthless enough to chase after the Western Expeditionary Force in the valley, the situation of this war would have changed greatly.

But the half-elf queen didn't seize such an opportunity to let the rats gain a foothold in this rolling hills. She is indeed the king of this mountain kingdom, the queen of these half-elves, but she is also the high priest who listens to the will of the gods, a devout believer.

It's just a pity that when the rats appeared in this mountain kingdom, Du Yuan's sight was also cast on them.

The connection between the half-elves and the gods was cut off by Du Yuan, and in panic, everything went wrong.

There was no time to gather strength at the first moment when the rats appeared, because of the hesitation and hesitation of the half-elves elders and the secluded tribes.

Because of the intolerance for the mountain warriors and half-elf wanderers.

The shortcomings of the half-elf army have long been apparent, but the tradition and honor are extremely important to these elite warriors. They also stubbornly maintain these traditions. This is their honor. The half-elf queen did not have the heart to split the three troops as the backbone to form a regular army.

She is a qualified high priest and a believer, but she is definitely not a qualified king.

Listening to the enlightenment of the gods, accepting the gifts of the gods, and obeying the will of the gods.

But gradually, she can't leave the gods.

The half-elf gods are highly involved in everything in the mountain kingdom. This is not a problem in most cases, as long as they don't encounter gods more powerful than her.

But unfortunately, Du Yuan is more powerful than this half-elf half-god.

Kneeling in front of the altar of the gods, his expression is depressed and confused.

She still didn't wait for the response of the gods.

The sacred light entangled in the temple has reached an unprecedented level of richness, as if the gods are by her side.

But the goddess never gave any oracle or enlightenment.

The door of the temple was pushed open by a half-elf warrior in a hurry. In a few simple words.

The half-elf queen stood up and stopped kneeling in the temple.

In this war, the half-elves did not gain nothing. The establishment of a regular army, the return of half-elf elders, and the return of secluded tribes, the half-elves have never been as united as they are now.

It can even be said that the half-elf kingdom was truly established in this war.

It's just a pity that all this seems to be a little late.

The half-elf queen hurriedly walked out of the temple.

Her gods still did not give her enlightenment or help, and she had to rely on herself.

The half-elf queen realized this.

But it was also too late.

The ratmen warriors began to rush towards the fragile branches that connected to the treetops. Several ratmen priests did not know how to dismantle the giant bell on a war bell tower.

It climbed up the towering golden oak tree with its hands, excitedly striking the giant bell on the battlefield, and in the piercing sound of the bell, it frantically spread all kinds of divine arts to the battlefield.

The reckless collision of the skinned giant rats completely destroyed the half-elf line.

In the sound of flesh tearing, a pair of ugly flesh wings broke out from the twisted flesh, and the turbid mucus brought out from the flesh was thrown away by the flesh wings.

Crawling on the ground, like a real dragon.

In the piercing roar, the skinned giant rat caught the half-elf archer hiding behind the team.

Raised high, with a hideous smile, the thick neck began to accumulate pale green mucus, and the only remaining eyes were full of cruelty.

A tall half-elf archer was dissolved into a pale skeleton in the pale green breath.

But the skinning giant rat was not feeling well either. In the violent deformation, he had the ability to spit dragon breath like a black dragon, but most of his body was not ready to accept these corrosive breaths.

The mouth of the skinning giant rat was also not immune to the corrosive dragon breath. A large hole appeared on the mouth with a harsh sound.

In the painful wailing, the numb half-elf warriors gathered around. In the angry roar of the skinning giant rat, one spear after another was pierced into the body of the skinning giant rat.

These half-elf warriors suppressed the hideous monster in front of them with mutual cooperation.

This made the skinning giant rat even more angry.

The blood and flesh in the body surged more violently, which brought a problem. The skinning giant rat was not a stable creation, or the long claws had not yet made any stable creation.

In anger, the body swelled, and the injuries began to heal rapidly in anger. In anger, black scales emerged one by one, and exploded with a bang in anger.

The explosion of the skinned rats painted a corner of the battlefield in a dazzling red.

The battle line began to advance, and the long-stagnant battle line began to move forward. Sheng Qi excitedly waved the battle flag in his hand.

The half-elf queen joined the battlefield.

But nothing changed, everything was too late.

The remaining half-elf troops had to retreat in the face of this chaotic battle line, step by step, until they retreated to the temple on the treetops, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It was not because of the deterrence of the temple to the rats, but because of the slaughter of the skinned rats without distinguishing between enemies and friends.

After the half-elves retreated, this group of guys locked their targets on the incoming rat army, and beat the rat warriors to retreat step by step.

Later, the raiding knights arrived with a batch of blood mushrooms, which were sown.

After a simple exploration of these skinned rats, Sheng Qi found a way to make these skinned rats quiet again.

That is the blood mushroom. As long as they are fed with a large amount of blood mushroom, these guys will enter a short period of calm.

Fortunately, the blood mushrooms fed do not have to be the most colorful and high-quality blood mushrooms, inferior blood mushrooms are also fine.

On the battlefield, facing the scene of a large number of blood mushrooms being thrown around, Sheng Qi felt a little dazzling.

He looked away.

It was all worth it. This war was about to end, and it was about to end!

Sheng Qi placed his sharp eyes on the heretic temple not far away, on the team of half-elf troops entrenched in front of the heretic temple, and on the half-elf queen surrounded in the center.

This queen is still very young. After all, the life span of half-elf is longer than that of ordinary races.

The skinned giant rats that were high on blood mushrooms were locked back in the prison car by the rats.

"Kill them!"

In the sharp roar of Sheng Qi, the rat warriors launched a charge.

Several rat priests panted and carried the giant bell up again. Their obsession with the giant bell was really great.

The harsh bell sounded again.

The rats charged at the group of half-elves in front of them.

At this time, a large group of knights also arrived at the battlefield.

How could we miss these key roles on the battlefield in this final performance stage!

Sheng Qi's personal guards, the rat knights, appeared again!

This final stage was a mess. The decline of this group of half-elves was basically confirmed by ordinary rat warriors at a glance.

At this point, even if the rat priests stopped spreading the berserk spell, they would not flee.

The rats are experts at beating the fallen.

They rushed forward in a huge crowd and found that the guys on the opposite side did not seem as weak as they looked. The rat warriors who rushed forward began to flee, and were pushed back to the front line by the subsequent rat warriors who wanted to beat the fallen.

The shrill screams echoed along with the excited shouts.

The rats were surging wildly in this small environment. Sheng Qi climbed up a branch that spread upwards, and in excitement he forgot the lessons he had learned.

The desperate half-elf queen pulled the green shortbow behind her, and the arrows wrapped with gorgeous magic flew towards Sheng Qi, who was extremely eye-catching on the battlefield.

The magic power on the arrow was dispelled by the god's battle flag in Sheng Qi's hand, and the arrow was also disturbed and became crooked, but it still hit the showy guy. Sheng Qi fell from the branches of the sacred oak tree, and the screams were drowned in the noisy sound of the ratmen.

The half-elf queen retracted the short bow and looked at the surging ratmen in front of her.

A little green light began to appear on her body. As a queen, she naturally had her own capital. Her blood was pure and clear. Even though she was still young for a half-elf, the pure elven blood still gave her extremely powerful magic abilities.

A huge amount of magic power gathered at her side, revealing a miserable smile.

"Die together! Die together! You damn rats! You damn rats!"

The years she experienced were not enough for her to hone her superb magic skills, but there was one thing that was easy to master without learning.

That was self-destruction!

Just desperately gather various elements, and then squeeze them together fiercely, and a big explosion will naturally appear.

This stubborn guy wanted to drag the surviving ratmen on the field with him.

But at this moment, an accident occurred. A lasso suddenly broke through the gathered elements and directly covered the half-elf queen.

It was those raiding knights.

With a sudden pull, the half-elf queen was pulled directly to the ground, accompanied by the noisy and strange screams of those ratman raiding knights.

This time, even the remaining half-elves did not react.

Then, one lasso after another was put on the half-elf queen, and a large number of ratman running knights took a fancy to this big fish and began to compete.

Being pulled by a large group of ratman raiding knights.

The slender half-elf queen could not withstand such a pull.

In misery, she looked up at the sky bitterly, accompanied by that low whisper.

"Great God!"

In the pull of many ratman raiding knights, the body was broken and died.

Sheng Qi climbed up and stared angrily at the battlefield in front of him. Another arrow was dangling from his butt.