Chapitre 343: They are Pathetic

POV Alesia:

A small horde of players dashed down the green mound, the tall trees before them getting closer and closer.

The arrows whistled through the air, piercing and tearing through their bodies. Blood gushed out as they fell dead to the ground.

However, they kept moving forward, magic lights flashing as magic shields and barriers popped up throughout their formation, creating a mana wall.

They advanced forwards, their weapons and swords glowing in their hands.

"Try to capture as much of elf meet alive as possible! If not, then kill them! Meat is meat!"

"Come one pointy, ears let's turn you into diamonds!"

They all wanted the bounty offered by her to instigate them and turn them into living examples. There was no fear in their eyes, their immortality giving them all the confidence they needed.

More and more arrows whistled through the air, impacting against the mana barrier and sending ripples through its blue, glowing surface that looked like blue glass.