Game of the World Tree

"Humph! These elves have the ability to revive, don't you still understand the reason? Who is the great being in this world who can give life the ability to revive?!"

"It is the crown of the great god of death!"

"No matter what kind of existence Eve, the goddess of life that these elves believe in, must have a great relationship with the majesty we believe in!"

"This request for help was designated by the oracle of the Goddess. Although we were put together by the elves, the contract is real and we are blessed by the Goddess!"

"In this case, violating the contract is violating the oracle of the goddess!"

Looking at Dolulu, who was holding his head in embarrassment, the old chief's voice hated iron.

He breathed heavily for a while, then said angrily:

"And... you want to go against it? You asked the elves if they agreed or not?"

"These elves have shortcomings, but their combat effectiveness is real. Have you ever thought about what angering them will bring to the city-state under the current circumstances?"

"These are 20,000 elves that will keep resurrecting! Although I don't know what price they will pay for their resurrection, and how many times they can be resurrected, but facing them, a dungeon with a population of less than 50,000 can't bear it!"

"We are already being attacked by the Dark Alliance. If we turn our back on our allies at this moment, do you think our city-state's lifespan is too long?!"

The old chief roared, and the spittle star sprayed Doluru all over his face, but the latter did not dare to refute.

Seemingly tired from talking, the old chief stopped with a trembling body, panting heavily.

Seeing this, Dolulu hesitated for a while, and then asked tentatively:

"Then... what should we do?"

Looking at the other party's appearance, the chief's eyes became more and more disappointed:

"Hey……"

"It's my dereliction of duty to not educate you well. It's a serious mistake to make you the next chief."

"You are far worse than Brin in the City of Blades. If you are still so stupid, how can I trust the city-state to you? You don't have the qualifications and ability to become the chief..."

"Looks like I need to reconsider my successor."

After listening to the chief's words, Doluru's face turned pale and his head bowed deeper.

The chief sighed deeply and shook his head:

"I have already told the treasurer, and the promise that I have made is still the same, but the newly added elves can only receive one set of equipment."

"This is also what the City of Blades does."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Dolulu, and his voice was a little dejected:

"You... go down."

And Dorulu bit his lip when he heard it.

He took a deep breath, bowed slightly to his chief grandfather, and turned to leave...

And after Doluru left the chief's mansion, his face instantly turned gloomy.

He returned to his home, pulled out his short sword angrily, and smashed all the furniture he saw, while roaring angrily:

"I'm stupid? What's wrong with my thinking? Isn't it also for the city-state?!"

"Have you suffered a loss, should you endure it?! This is the underground world, this is the Silent Alliance, and it is not the surface!"

"What about resurrection? God's favored ones can only be resurrected a few times. Could it be that those elves can be resurrected infinitely? What are they afraid of?! After turning off the teleportation array, they can't come here at all!"

Doluru roared and smashed everything in the house, scaring the servants to hide away.

On the other hand, he looked ferocious, like a mad monster.

"The protection of the god of death? What about the god of death? Wasn't it under the siege of the Lord of Darkness?"

"Humph! The old man... actually wants to cancel my succession! Even compared to my goddamn Brin!"

"I knew it! In his heart, he will always have only his outstanding disciple, and never have my grandson!"

"Humph! Since you want to treat me like this, don't blame me..."

As if he had made up his mind, Doluru gradually calmed down.

But at this moment, his expression became very terrifying.

He threw away the short sword in his hand, put on his comical human noble robe, and left the house alone.

I saw him walking to the streets of the city-state of Shanatar, following the winding road to the commercial district of the city, and finally to the chaotic gray area, where he found an inconspicuous tavern and walked in.

There were few guests in the tavern, and after Doluru entered, he went straight to the corner of the tavern and found a figure with a pointed hat.

It was a dark dwarf mage.

The other party didn't seem to be surprised by Doluru's arrival. He smiled and asked sullenly:

"Lord Doluru, how are you thinking?"

Dolulu squinted his eyes and looked at each other deeply:

"I can participate in your plan, but I have a request. After the plan is successful, I must serve as the co-chief of the two city-states of Shanatar and Blade City!"

After listening to his words, the dwarf mage raised his eyebrows slightly, and then chuckled:

"Mr. Dolulu, this is not within the conditions, at most... We support you as the chief of the city-state of Shanatar."

After hearing this, Dolulu was not surprised, he snorted softly and said:

"Hmph, isn't it the same for you who is the chief? And... if I become the chief, I will naturally vigorously promote the conversion work in the two city-states, so that the citizens can return to the correct belief as soon as possible..."

"In addition, I have an important piece of information that I can tell you as a gift first. Aren't you curious about the origin of these supporting elves?"

...

The defense of the city-state of Shanatar entered the mode of protracted warfare.

And as time went on, the frequency of the Dark Alliance siege became lower and lower, even to a level that made one side of the Silent Alliance doubt whether the other side wanted to end the war.

But despite this, the army besieging the city did not retreat, and it still gave Shanatar a huge pressure.

This also shows that the other side has not given up the war.

Perhaps for some unknown reason, the Dark Alliance temporarily stopped the attack, but chose to stay outside the city to maintain the situation where the army was overwhelmed.

Of course, because most of these besieged armies are fallen undead, as long as the commander has enough magic power, in theory, they can last forever.

However, the Dark Alliance side can maintain it like this, but the players can't stand it.

They are here to play games, but they are not really soldiers. They defend the city day after day, but they are unable to fight and gain experience. This has become a torment for them.

Many players have persisted for a few days before giving up and continuing to defend the city. They choose to return to the surface or explore other areas of the underground world in order to advance as soon as possible.

There are fewer and fewer players participating in the defense on the city wall, but it remains at a relative level, which is a kind of balance brought about by the constant flow of personnel.

In this regard, the high-level officials of the city-state of Sanatar are also quite critical.

However, considering that there is not much pressure on the city defense now, and the other party in the agreement also promised that once the war starts, they will return to defense and support as soon as possible, so they endured.

In this case, the war in the underground world gradually evolved from a large-scale mission to a war scene on an underground map...

Participating in war is no longer the theme of players coming to the Silent City-State Alliance, but commercial activities and exploring unknown maps.