The days when the insect swarms attacked the city came faster than what Pericre imagined.

The wind brings horror and death.

The fortress group was once again covered with terrifying purple-red creatures, and the entire battlefield became a alien land, completely incompatible with the local ecology.

When the swarm of insects attacked the city again, Severu and Diana took the elves mages and the elves druids to guard the city walls. A dense network of flames composed of high-energy fireballs spread throughout the continent, and the power of extreme ice magic and lightning barrier spells bloomed on this battlefield.

Between the dense firepower net and the swarm of insects under the city, more than 20 flying snakes covered with white feathers crossed the battlefield and walked among countless acid spores.

Each of these feathered snakes is a hundred meters long and has small wings on both sides of the neck close to the head.

As they crossed the battlefield, the clouds were filled with rain and mist.

Twenty feathered snakes flew back to the city wall and instantly turned back into elf druids. These are the feathered snake forms that are one of the three basic deformations of elf druids.

Feathered snakes can not only fly, but also hold the rain. The water vapor will be densely packed with water in the place where they fly, which can purify the environment.

Severu hurriedly walked up to ask about the situation of these feathered snake druids. "How many insects have the insect swarm sent?"

The leading feathered snake druid said; "It is at least half a million."

"This seems to be an advance force, with the purpose of harassing us, exhausting us, and all the plants and trees."

Severu's face was slightly relaxed.

They had not had time to negotiate with the Elf Commune, nor did they have time to negotiate with the Orcs.

Just one thousand six hundred elves, one hundred elves druids, two hundred orc druids and more than one hundred Red Golem warriors could not defend the temporary fortress.

Fortunately, the swarm seemed not ready, and now it was just harassment.

Sevillu thought for a while and said, "Since it is an advance force, this can show that the insect swarm will have large-scale military operations in the near future. The day of the decisive battle is coming, and the day of the decisive battle between our population and the insect swarm is not far away."

In the previous confrontation, the elves and the insects had their own victories and losses.

The hometown of the swarm and a wisdom insect died, and the two kings of the elf fell.

Now, the two sides are in a stalemate, and no one can tell the direction of the final battle.

The feathered snake druid thought, "I see how they look, and they are confident and want to fight us to decide the outcome. I really don't know what is the reason for their confidence."

Severu felt heavy pressure.

I really don't know why he had to fight for the throne before.

...

On a muddy path outside the temporary fortress, a group of elves wearing linen hoods enter the castle through the fort’s tiny door.

Under the guidance of the guards, they entered the study of Bellicille.

These elves are covered with faint light, and each elves contains a mysterious aura. Even among the elves, they are the most outstanding.

A veteran of the Elf Commune said, "You are the new king of the Elf, Bellicille?"

Berlekri signaled the students to bring wooden benches and tea, and he said to the elders: "I am very happy to see the elders of the Elf Commune."

"Saturday, please sit down."

"I am not the king, but because of the war, there is only a little tea and material poverty."

An elf elder didn't sit down at all. "Belicre, I won't treat you preferentially because of your identity."

"I want to tell you that every elves in our elves commune is free and equal."

Another elf veteran said, "You asked your students to invite us over and say that there was something urgent, what's the matter?"

Berlikri said: "I want to come to discuss with everyone how to resist the swarm."

As soon as this said, the elder who spoke first sneered. "I knew that you had the same thoughts as Augustus, and wanted us to obey your orders."

"But we don't need your help at all."

"The vitality of our elves is in our commune, not in you, you are nothing but the remains of the fallen and decaying royal court."

"No elves want to restore unity."

Another veteran refused the tea handed over by the elf, and deep blue magic energy emerged in his eyes.

"Belicre, we agree that life and death are of little significance."

"The meaning of life lies in its lack of meaning."

"We were like pushing the stone to the top of the mountain in the morning and pushing the stone back to the foot of the mountain at night, which had no meaning."

"I don't think Father God cares if we will be destroyed by the swarm."

"We live is death, and we die is alive."

The elf sitting on the far left looked at him strangely: "It would be fine to listen to Schopen's theory, he himself did not believe it. However, we can protect ourselves by Bellekri, and we do not need to accept the protection of your Wang Ting. Therefore, we will not listen to any orders from Wang Ting, and at most we will provide you with some materials."

"You!" The elder Schopeng's face looked very bad.

Some veterans opposed: "The materials of our own commune are also very scarce, and it is impossible to provide extra materials to others. Everyone does their own things, so it's better."

The elders actually started arguing first.

A veteran said, "This is why we are unwilling to be unified. Each of us elves has our own opinions and cannot accept other people's opinions."

Faced with the quarrel between the elves, Bellicille sighed: "Oh, you misunderstood me."

"I'm asking you to tell you that we are going to run away."

All the elders of the Elf Commune in the bookstore were stunned and looked at Bellicill in surprise.

Berlikri sighed, "The number of insects is beyond your imagination. According to the flying druid troops of my feathered snake, the number of insects is endless, like sand in the sea and river." "We have always resisted most of the pressure of the insects. But now we are short of manpower and lack of supplies, so we are ready to leave here, make a large ark, and find new land."

"I came to you to ask you, who among you would like to go with us?"

The interior of the wooden house became silent, as if even a needle fell to the ground could be heard.

The first to scold Bellicille, the commune elder who firmly believed that they did not need help, was restless, and he couldn't help saying, "How could you just retreat like this? This is too irresponsible. What should we do if you leave?"

Schopen was stunned.

After he confirmed that Bellicill was very serious, he suddenly felt absurd.

He coughed. "This...this matter is not so serious."

Berlikri sipped his teacup and said sadly: "Our army and our supplies are not enough. There is only one opportunity. Whoever of you wants to leave, just follow me."

this……

The elves were dumbfounded.

They thought that Bellicill was asking them for troops, but everyone made up their minds to make the independence of the Elf Commune the norm, so they were very tough, but who knew that Bellicillill was preparing to escape.

A coward.

You can't compete with King Augustus.

The elves were stunned and they discussed with each other.

If Bellicille had taken all the elves guards away, wouldn’t their elves become turtles in the urn of insects?

More than a dozen veterans had different opinions and disagreements, but they all changed from being on guard against Belicill to discussing how to persuade Belicill.

They said to Belichryl, “You can’t go because of God the Father, otherwise what will happen to the future of our population?”

Shuben's face looked ugly. Although he had been promoting nihilism, it did not mean that he wanted to die.

"I can do my best to help you, you can't run away so irresponsibly, where is your sense of responsibility!"

A veteran said, "But our communes are also very independent, and we may not be able to send troops to support Bellicille."

"So too, my side."

"Well, it's similar here, and the situation in Schopen is the same. After all, they all like seclusion elves. You can unite and recruit troops and risk your life to support others. I'm afraid you're not so obedient."

"If we forcefully order them, we will offend these elves and will not achieve our goal."

At this time, Bellicille gave a suggestion at the right time. "You don't need to dispatch troops."

"It's better to give the choice to all the elves themselves."

"Let all the elves of the Elf Commune gather together, and I come and lobby them. The elves who are willing to join the battlefield will join our troops, and the elves who are unwilling will follow his choice."

When these veterans heard this, their eyes lit up. This method seemed to be good and worth a try.
Chapter completed!