Vol 2 Chapter 402: Raging flames

You have to say that the elves are one of the most successful creations of the Creator in this world, with almost perfect appearance, long life, and good attributes.
Although the growth rate is very slow, and whether it can be further developed on the road of professionals mainly depends on natural advantages, and cannot rely more on personal efforts to make progress like humans.
But elves are still the envy of countless species.
For players, how to become an elven clan is a very hot topic. No one has succeeded so far, but some people are using various methods to improve the favorability of the elven clan.
For biologists in various countries, studying the DNA of elves and other institutions in the game is also a very important topic.
Although it is not possible to rely on the level of technology in the game, the use of magic to replace technology has been listed as a world-class topic, and the arrival of this day is already foreseeable.
At this time, the elves showed some fear. They may have become experienced professionals in hundreds of years of life.
But when they faced the completely mutated companion in front of them, they seemed a little overwhelmed. They were scared. They were afraid that one day they would become so disgusting.
"My brother, do you remember what you experienced before?" Legolas traveled the world with the Demon Hunter for decades. He has seen the evil consequences of the erosion of Chaos many times.
He knew very well about the physical mutations of the followers of Nurgle. At the same time, he also knew that in the land polluted by Nurgle, this kind of unconsciously mutated life would never have a chance to return to normal.
Even if there are priests using purification techniques, this kind of pollution is too strong, and there is no other way except to give them eternal liberation.
This kind of pollution will quickly corrode the originally pure souls as time goes by, and it will not take long for them to become the most stalwart followers of Nurg.
Only when they are sensible, they use flames to purify their bodies and pain to wash their souls.
"What are you talking about?" The mutant elf said madly, "Don't waste time, I will show you the crops I planted!"
The mutant elves shook their heads and turned and walked in the direction they came from. As they walked, they turned around and greeted others: "You're welcome, I rely on them to survive these days. They taste good!"
"I don't think it's very good, but you have the final say if you want to follow the past." Karu from Udonheim waved his axe, the tattoo on his face looked a little confused.
The Berserker has seen too many unheard of enemies and events in the past few days, making his heart heavier and heavier. He doesn't know if his tribe can survive such enemies.
More importantly, his people are excellent fighters, but are they willing to fight such an enemy?
Can they accept this ending which is far more terrifying than death?
"I think the witch's words make sense, we don't need to waste time here." Druid Gastella stopped Legolas: "I'm afraid your people will be frightened by what they see and lose the courage to move forward. "
"Master, I know very well what kind of scenes I might face, but..." The elf knight looked back at his men. After losing two of his companions and seeing the tragedy of the missing, the elf They seem a little sluggish.
Although they still maintained a vigilant posture, Legolas, who had known these elves for hundreds of years, knew that they were already afraid deep down.
Fear the cruelty and chaos of chaos, fear the end that is more terrifying than death.
Especially when they still had a way to retreat, the big moon spirit ship from the outer sea had already docked on the coastline, planning to evacuate all the elves on this far south continent and leave this continent that was no longer safe.
"I hope that during this journey, I will get a group of soldiers who dare to face the chaos. For the future of the elves, we must adapt to the battlefield here." Legolas gritted his teeth: "Let's go!"
Deep down, Legolas didn't have much expectations for the ‘Ark’ plan launched by the Elven King Court.
While adventuring with Aragorn, he realized that compared to the battles and sacrifices of humans, the elves looked too weak in the face of this catastrophe.
Elves are more likely to be deceived by chaos than humans, and this may be the result of this background.
Ranger Alix quietly said to the witch: "Shall we just follow an elf who is obviously having a problem? What if we are ambushed?"
"Trust me, those chaotic monsters wouldn't think of such a clever plan, otherwise we would have been defeated." Aifei Laer silently added a layer of psychic shield to herself: "I hope you still have it in a while. Eat with appetite."
The silver-haired witch is right.
The food that mutant elves depend on for their livelihood in this forest ~EbookFREE.me~ makes all the elves spit out lunch except Legolas.
In a rare open space, the corpses of several elves and humans were fixed on wooden frames, and their half-rotted bodies were covered with mushrooms.
What is even more disgusting is that these corpses, which seem to have completely lost their lives, will have a knee-jerk reaction when the mutant elves are picking mushrooms.
Just as they still feel, whenever the mutant elf removes a mushroom, another mushroom will squeeze through the skin and grow out of other locations.
And the mushrooms on the head of the mutant elves looked the same as these mushrooms.
So the state of those corpses is also very intriguing.
In this garden eroded by the realm of the benevolent father Nurg, the boundary between life and death has become blurred and it depends entirely on the personal preference of the evil Nurg.
And this kind of preference, obviously cannot be understood by a normal life.
"Give them a fire of purification, elves, or their souls will sink completely here." A flame ignited in the silver-haired witch's palm: "If you can't do it, I can do it for you."
"Legolas, it's time to leave, we can't save him." The druid looked at the elves behind him, and felt that staying here was a wrong decision.
"I'll do it myself." The elf knight took out a beautifully shaped torch from the space bag, with a simple magic circle engraved in it, and as the elf shook the torch slightly, flames vigorously emerged from it.
The mutant elves stared blankly at the clansmen holding the torch in front of them, as if they had completely lost their consciousness and became almost the same as the "crops" next to them.
In the flames, all sins are burned to ashes.