Chapter 384: Chapter 170 Blood Race Team/Upgrade_3
"Give me the arrows, I’m out. I can’t be weaker than those Night Watchers."
An elf said to his teammate, though he was already dazed. The elf resting looked at his compatriot.
Seeing the condition of his compatriot, he decisively shook his head.
"You need to rest, don’t force it."
As for competing with the Night Watchers, it was simply wishful thinking, but he didn’t say it out loud, because now wasn’t the time to provoke the other.
"Give them to me, I am an accepted son of the Radiant Life, I can still fight!"
As he spoke, he forcibly snatched the quiver from his compatriot’s hand.
He just hung it on his waist and once again drew his bow and shot arrows.
"You need to rest." At some point, George had arrived by his side, looking at the elf and saying.
"Shut up, human, I can still fight!"
The elf said fiercely, then ignored George entirely, continuing to draw his bow and fight.
George frowned, carefully observing the elf.
Without hesitation, he threw a punch.
Hit hard by the punch, the elf’s eyes widened in disbelief, glaring at George before closing them and passing out.
"What are you doing?" Another elf hurried over.
George glanced at him: "Didn’t you see? His pupils were flickering with a purple glow, he’s fought too much, he’s been influenced by the enemy."
Hearing George’s words, the elf froze in place, unable to help but nod: "So that’s it, thank you."
He hurriedly supported the unconscious elf and carried him back to where the elves were resting.
Watching another elf being carried back.
Leaning against the stone wall, Miguel West couldn’t help but mutter: "Another self-righteous, disgraceful fool."
Hearing this, Lululuse, who was resting not far beside him, couldn’t help but turn her head to glance at him.
Meeting his compatriot’s gaze, Miguel West glared at her: "What are you looking at, I wasn’t saved by others, I escaped on my own."
Upon hearing this, Lululuse rolled her eyes, too lazy to retort. Does it make any difference? Isn’t he still one of the reckless fools?
Resting, watching the battlefield ahead.
This time, the Night Watchers’ overly active performance and outstanding fighting style and abilities made some proud elves unable to just rest.
Even though deep down the elves knew clearly, they couldn’t compare, and should admit their weaknesses.
But the clear understanding in their hearts and the unwillingness inside clashed.
Among them, some elves forced themselves to continue fighting, and unsurprisingly, they were slightly eroded by the Void.
Void erosion is insidious, and they themselves couldn’t even realize it.
After all, it was their own will to want to continue fighting. As they were slightly eroded by the Void, they naturally felt the pressure from the Void wasn’t as severe.
Under such circumstances, naturally, they could continue fighting, but their temperament would be a bit irritable. If they continued to be consumed by the Void, they would become entirely hostile, and irritability alone wouldn’t be the solution.
Some elves in this state were discovered by Maxim and forcibly brought back.
Some were found by the Night Watchers, directly knocked out and taken back.
A very small number, like Miguel West, realized something was wrong, forced themselves out of it, and endured their bodies to come back and rest.
This slight erosion, which only makes the temperament a bit irritable, is very easy to recover from on its own.
But the stimulation from the Night Watchers to the elves was indeed too much.
Maxim rubbed his head, looking at the battlefield.
The Night Watchers were still fighting, although most of the Night Watchers fighting now were the second batch.
From the beginning, Blake had divided the Night Watchers into two groups for combat rotation.
Otherwise, even with 1000 Night Watchers brought here, the battle ground below would be slightly crowded when fighting.
Because the enemies kept coming, they had some difficulty pushing forward.
"Let the elves outside come down and rotate, we can’t just watch the Night Watchers fight while we rest on the side."
Maxim said, and Sisvalta nodded, this was indeed too humiliating.
It’s as if they were useless, which they couldn’t accept.
Fortunately, the hundreds of elves who came along were all combat personnel, and there were no non-combat members.
The Elf Race and Dwarf Race are similar, almost everyone is a soldier.
As a race with a smaller population, this is an inevitable journey.
With the mutual rotation of hundreds of elves, they finally could fight alongside the Night Watchers.
Kana also returned to the platform at this time.
"Why did you come back?" Lurik asked from the platform.
"Leveled up, after leveling up I tried, the experience is outrageously low, so I won’t compete with them."
Having reached Level 6, Kana tried again to see the experience gained from killing these Void creatures.
The Level Three infected, which could originally provide some experience, now only gave one point of experience.
The Level 4 Void creatures probably gave five or six points, and the Elite Void Combat Beast at Level 4 gave less than 10 points.
It’s simply too little, unless Kana cleared out the vast majority of Void creatures here alone, otherwise, there’s no chance of leveling up again.
At this point, clearing out enemies was meaningless.
Sitting next to Lurik, Kana looked at his attributes.