The southeast junction between the Elf Forest and the Dark Mountains.

An old man in a hood looked at the lush forest in the distance and breathed a sigh of relief:

"It's finally here."

He turned around and looked at the more than 200 tribe members behind him who were carrying their families, carrying bags and luggage, and also covered their appearance with long hoods, with a smile:

"We're going home."

The old man was Samir Jifeng, the natural priest from Silver (level 41) sent by Eve.

And the one who followed him was the members of the Flame Tribe of the Elf clan.

They have been in the dark mountains for more than a month and are finally about to step out of the rugged and sinister foothills.

Hearing Samir's words, the elves cheered.

However, Samir's expression quickly became serious:

"But we cannot relax our guard. If I remember correctly, there seems to be a powerful orc tribe nearby. The goal of our more than 200 people is still too big. Next, we cannot rest and must go to the Elf Forest at full speed!"

Elf is the darling of nature. Once you enter the forest, the elves will be like fish in water.

Although the goal of more than 200 people is very large, it is always more hidden and more secure than being in the bare dark mountains!

Feiluosire Lieyan, the patriarch of the Lieyan tribe who was beside him, also nodded:

"Yes, the orcs' cave tribes settled nearby. They have always been proud of hunting elves and are considered old rivals of our Flame Tribe."

When she talked about this, she almost gritted her teeth.

But there is nothing we can do about it.

Over the past thousand years, the elves have lost the protection of the true god, and have also been carrying the shackles of the curse of the lowering level, and their strength has plummeted.

The elves not only lost all the middle and high-level priests, but even the birth of the mage became very difficult. The spells only mastered some instinctive zero-ring magic, and were not the opponent of the half-orcs with the support of the gods behind them...

If it weren't for the only one road leading to the Elf Forest of the Dark Mountains, Filosil wouldn't want to take this risk at all.

But...it's different now.

The return of the Mother Goddess has been confirmed, and the shackles on the tribesmen have been untied. Although everyone is still very weak, they have a little confidence.

"If I really hit them, even if I sacrificed my life, I would still let the little guys in the tribe go back!"

Filosil's expression was firm!

As long as the tribe can return to the Elf Forest, she is willing to give everything for it, even if it is life!

Feilusir believes that under the protection of the true god, the clan will definitely grow stronger again!

After hearing Filosil's words, Samir's expression was solemn:

"Don't worry, Feilusil. I will also help you with all my strength. Not only that, the Mother Goddess's Crown must also be watching our actions, and He will definitely protect us!"

After saying that, he suddenly thought of something and turned around and looked at the other elves:

"Next, before we go back to the core area, we will temporarily stop our daily prayers."

Seeing the tribe members' puzzled eyes, Samir explained:

"The revival of the Mother Goddess is still a secret. We are still in the stage of gathering the clan members and accumulating the foundation. During this period, we cannot expose the return of the Mother Goddess' crown! This is related to the future of our elves!"

After hearing Samir's explanation, the elves nodded one after another. Many old elves who subconsciously wanted to draw tree-shaped symbols on their chests quickly stopped.

Seeing the cooperation of the tribe, Samir was very satisfied. He and Feiluosire looked at each other, nodded to each other, and issued an order:

"Everyone keeps quiet and we set out at full speed!"

More than 200 elves looked solemn. They silently put on their luggage and quietly accelerated their pace...

Along the way, Samir kept his unprecedented vigilance. He kept the leaves of the world given by Eve in his hands and prepared to inspire at any time.

However, this time, luck seemed to favor the elves again. When they returned to the elves Forest, the orcs did not appear.

Samir finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead as he walked along, and cast a [Natural Whisper] on the plants of the Elf Forest.

He is not only a priest, but also a druid.

This is a new druid skill he learned after being promoted to Silver under the help of God.

As soon as he used [Natural Whisper], his expression changed slightly:

"not good!"

"What's wrong?"

When Filosil saw his expression, his heart tightened.

Samir looked solemn:

"Of course I'll tell me that not long ago...a large number of orcs entered the Elf Forest!"

Feiluocill's face also changed. She frowned for a moment and sighed:

"I'm afraid...our whereabouts have been exposed."

The advancement of more than 200 people is extremely conspicuous and the exposure is also an event with a high probability.

Although the elves conceal their appearance, their temperament and some of their expressions cannot be concealed.

It is OK to deceive others, but it is still difficult to deceive orcs with rich experience in elves hunting.

Samir's voice was solemn:

"The orcs are extremely cunning and evil. We must be prepared for a battle."

After hearing his words, Filosil and the other elves gradually became firm.

They pulled off their hoods, drew out the elf dagger and bent bow:

"Haha, I haven't used this bent bow for many years. I wonder if my archery skills have regressed."

"I think when I was young, I was also an excellent elf swordsman. Even though I am old now, I can still take on the sword."

"I have already walked here and it is impossible to withdraw. For the future of the elves and the hope of the Fiery Tribe, let's fight!"

Seeing the elves' determination, Samir's expression was complicated. He sighed and said:

"Next, I will try my best to take everyone to take a detour. If you can, you can avoid it, but if you are unfortunately engaged in the fight... the elderly rushed forward, the young and strong, and everyone protected the children to break through!"

After hearing this, the elves nodded in agreement.

The old elves are the strongest, but they have lost their fertility. Although the young and strong have good strength and have taken over the inheritance, their experience is still a little lacking. The children... are the future of the elves and must be protected!

For a time, the morale of the elves reached a peak.

Under Samir's guidance, they entered the Elf Forest.

But this time, the orcs seemed to have been ready for the encirclement operation.

Samir had avoided the orc's ambush as much as possible, but shortly after entering the Elf Forest, they still bumped into the scattered orc scouts!

The orcs looked happy when they saw the elves' team.

Instead of going forward to attack, they took out a horn from their arms and blew it up loudly:

"Woo"

The loud trumpet sounds are like signals, constantly spreading around.

"It's the assembly horn of the orcs!"

Samir's face suddenly changed.

The orcs will only use this kind of horn when dispatching large troops!

The orcs' large army, each time they dispatched at least 300 people, were all brave warriors!

Not only that, the orc priests will also go there.

This is no longer a force that the weak flame tribe can resist.

Samir gritted his teeth and shouted:
Chapter completed!