Elf Kingdom:Game of the World Tree Chapter 68 – Chapter 68: Chapter 68: Talking Alone is So Boring

Chapter 68: Chapter 68: Talking Alone is So Boring

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Looking at the over two-meter tall Half-Beast in front of him, Demacia's face turned green.

One hit… with just one hit, he almost lost his ability to move.

Seeing the constantly flashing “crippled” status in the corner of his game system, Demacia felt increasingly terrified of the opponent's strength…

Aside from Uller's embodiment, he had never faced such a powerful attack directly.

But Uller's embodiment was special…

Since the opponent was a Divine, the players felt it was understandable for her to be so fearsome.

Not to mention, Uller was the storyline boss, whom they believed must be weakened by the developers to some degree.

The embodiment state was unstable; otherwise, she wouldn't have been overwhelmed by their overwhelming numbers strategy…

But the ugly, suspected Beastman monster in front of him was different.

Unlike the incomplete Uller embodiment, he had no weaknesses… just one hit could incapacitate Demacia.

And the opponent looked relaxed.

*This kind of monster was truly terrifying!*

Demacia had no doubt that even if the players charged in waves, such a powerful monster would spell certain death for them…

It was akin to a group of chicks charging at a hunting dog.

“Damn, did I really run into a game-ending monster?”

Demacia cursed inwardly.

It seemed he was about to die this time.

However, Demacia still fulfilled his duty as a leader beforehand.

He turned and shouted to those behind him,

“We've run into an open-world boss, everyone retreat! I'll hold it off!”

The voice… was quite solemn!

But right after he said that, he was stunned…

Because there was not a single shadow left behind him.

The breeze blew, and only one leaf wobbled down.

Farther away, he could see a few tall figures running desperately…

Demacia: …

Looking at the fleeing figures of his teammates, he muttered bitterly,

“Wow, you guys sure ran off quickly, didn't you?”

Sighing, he looked at the Half-Beast before him and stretched his neck,

“Come on then, make it quick.”

He waited for the opponent to finish him off, a picture of righteous bravery and fearlessness.

Looking at the Elf in front of him, Black Stone raised an eyebrow.

This Elf had some backbone.

From the Giant Mountain Priest, Black Stone had also learned that these Elves might have some form of immortality.

However, he also believed that there must be some limitations to their kind of immortality.

In his early years, he had dealings with an Undead Mage and learned some secrets of death.

It was rumored that some followers of the Death God indeed had immortality, but it was at the cost of weakening their souls with every revival…

Every physical death and soul separation caused irreparable damage.

And after several repetitions, the soul would collapse.

So, in Black Stone's view, even if the other party had some form of immortality, they would not be willing to die repeatedly.

After all, no living being could achieve true immortality! They only delayed death…

Furthermore, soul collapse was a more despairing death than regular death…

Thinking of this, he grew a bit of respect for the Elf.

At this moment, a few more Half-Beasts joined them, intending to pursue the other fleeing Elves.

However, Black Stone quickly stopped them,

“No need, this Elf should be the leader. As long as we capture him, he surely knows the most.”

After speaking, Black Stone waved his hand,

“You guys, tie him up.”

A few ugly Half-Beasts gathered, roughly snatching the half-broken scimitar from Demacia's hands and aggressively tying him up with hemp rope…

Watching the Half-Beasts' actions, Demacia was stunned.

Wait… why wasn't this boss playing by the usual rules?

In this situation, wouldn't regular enemies just stomp the player to death?

Why were they tying him up?

Hold on…

Was he about to trigger some hidden storyline?!

A sudden flash of inspiration crossed his mind, and Demacia recalled some Elf intelligence the Holy Daughter sister had once mentioned…

Half-Beast Hunting Team…

Hunting Elves…

Human trafficking…

Wait…

Had he run into a Half-Beast Hunting Team?

Demacia's eyes began to light up.

Half-Beasts were the Elves' greatest enemies!

Holy cow!

Hidden storyline!

It absolutely was a hidden storyline!

In an instant, his previous sadness over potentially losing a chance for a perfect resurrection and having his equipment destroyed disappeared completely.

Seeing the captured Elf not at all afraid, nor angry, but instead looking excited, Black Stone furrowed his brows with suspicion.

This Elf… did he have mental issues?

Shaking his head, he waved to his subordinates,

“Let's head back to the base first.”

After capturing an Elf, he no longer planned to stay here.

He feared attracting the powerful Death God's Favored!

Anyway, this Elf had luxurious equipment and looked to be a leader-level figure, surely knowledgeable!

Hmm… although his strength was a bit lacking.

Even though he had prepared for this scenario, Black Stone hadn't expected the Elf Clan to have weakened to such an extent!

Black Iron Lower, huh… as fragile as paper!

He cast a disdainful glance at Demacia.

Once Black Stone finished speaking, a Half-Beast picked Demacia up in reverse.

“Whoa… not my chest, I've got wounds, I'm gonna suffocate!”

Demacia shouted.

The Half-Beast glanced at him, grabbed his leg, and hung him upside down on his shoulder.

Demacia: …

His face turned green,

“Food… food… my lunch is coming up… Ugh…”

But this time, no one paid attention to him.

And so, a group of Half-Beasts took their upside-down “spoils of war” and marched grandly back.

Demacia was bound tightly, and the Half-Beast's uneven steps were almost about to churn his stomach.

Yet at this moment, he wasn't afraid or worried. Instead, his mind was full of excitement.

He realized that this group of Half-Beasts probably wouldn't kill him.

They… seemed to want to capture him for some purpose…

For some purpose…

Wait…

Ahem, surely these Half-Beasts didn't have such bizarre tastes, right?

For a moment, Demacia shuddered.

Especially after looking at Black Stone's muscular build and menacing appearance…

He felt a bit timid, his complexion turning a faint shade of blue.

No, no, no…

The Half-Beasts needed to sell him, and buyers wouldn't want second-hand goods, right?

Demacia shook his head, reassuring himself.

Whatever, at worst, he'd find a way to respawn back to town!

He wondered if Elves could die from biting their tongues…

But then again, that type of death from those wuxia novels on Blue Star, it didn't seem very scientific…

Or maybe… he could crash into a wall? Or a tree?

Demacia started to fantasize wildly…

But one thing was certain, he was temporarily safe.

Thinking of this, Demacia simply gave up on overthinking, and instead, his courage grew.

He started chatting incessantly with the Half-Beasts, attempting to extract information from them and see if he could trigger any events,

“Hey, hey, hey, big guys, are you Half-Beasts?”

“Your big tusks are so long! But quite yellow… how long has it been since you brushed your teeth?”

“Your scimitars look so sharp! So… what level are they? Are they legendary items? Can I touch them?”

“Tinhead! Tinhead! Hey, you in front, how high level are you!”

“Are you guys the legendary Elf Hunting Team? Are you capturing me to sell?”

“Where are you taking me? You… aren't developing strange ideas about male Elves, are you?”

“You know… even though I'm handsome and dashing… ahem, but I think some things are more appropriate with ladies, don't you think?”

“Ah, actually… I ate a lot of spicy food at lunch, so right now, my whole intestines are burning… and I have hemorrhoids…”

“So… what's your plan? Tell me, I've already been captured…”

“Hey, hey, hey, can't you respond? It's boring talking to myself!”

“Hey, hey, hey!”

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Demacia went on and on like a never-stopping machine gun…

Finally, Black Stone couldn't take it anymore.

“Shut up!”

He scolded angrily, grabbing a Goblin nearby, tearing off its smelly broken pants, stuffing them into Demacia's mouth, and covering his head with a sack.

The whole world was quiet.

Demacia: …

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