Bright Moon Fairy King

"Roar......!"

While they were talking, a beast roar came from behind, and their expressions suddenly became miserable.

"It's over! It's over! They're coming."

For a moment, the elves were like frightened birds, extremely panicked.

"You go first!"

In the sight, there were dozens of monsters with wolf heads and human bodies in the distance, baring their teeth, with blood-red eyes as they rushed towards the location of the elf.

"You leave quickly! As a leader, I have the obligation to protect you. I'm holding them back, so you leave quickly!"

Diag roared at his people, and with his right hand he pulled out the only weapon left on his waist, an elf sword.

Some unarmed villagers among the elves were thinking of fighting alongside him, but they were glared at by Diage with red eyes.

"You are unarmed, don't stay here! You will only die in vain if you stay!"

"Go! Go!"

"Close, they are getting closer."

Diage shouted, holding the long sword in his hands and turning his head sharply.

In this ice and snow, the snow under his feet crunched under Diage's feet. He stared angrily at the monsters that were getting closer and closer.

In this world, the only elf warrior stands in front of the monster like a stone about to usher in a flood. Although he has lost his strong shield, it does not mean that he has lost his shield. He will turn his body into the strongest His shield blocked these monsters to protect his people behind him.

Diag roared in a hoarse voice, "Come on! Evil monsters! The pride of the elves will never allow me to take a step back! You evil minions will one day meet your end."

"Lord Leader! We will not abandon you. The pride of the elves will not lead us to bow to these monsters and we will die together!"

Diage was moved in his heart and could not resist them, so they gathered together and stood back to back to prepare for the impact of these monsters.

The way of leadership means protection, and a wise and wise lord will only protect his home and people.Only stupid and incompetent people would tuck their tail between their legs, abandon their people and run away.

"Ow!"

The wolf-headed monster running at the front let out a wolf howl, drew out the scimitar hanging from his waist, jumped up, and jumped on top of Diage. The werewolf held the scimitar and hacked at him from the sky. And down.

Diage took advantage of the situation and rolled on the snow, dodging the werewolf's fatal blow. Seeing that this blow failed, the werewolf attacked him again.

"what!"

On the cold snow, Diage quickly grabbed a handful of snow and threw it towards the werewolf's eyes.

The werewolf didn't react for a moment, his eyes squinted by the snow.

"Yeah! Die, monster."

Seeing that he had succeeded, Diag stepped forward and easily sent his elf sword into the werewolf's throat.

The warm blood suddenly spurted out, and a small part of it was sprinkled on the snow, dotting the snow with a few red flowers, and the rest was sprayed on Diage's body.

Warm blood sprinkled on Diage's chainmail, and the blood came to him through the chainmail. He felt a sense of warmth, but the cold weather soon brought him back to reality.

Diag continued to fight. He knew that this was a life-and-death war and he could not be distracted in the slightest.

Suddenly a big stick hit Diage's face. He felt dizzy and almost fainted. He bit the tip of his tongue, and a sharp pain followed by the taste of blood filled his mouth.When Diage came back to his senses, he found that they were surrounded on the left and right sides. At some point, the number of werewolf monsters from the dozens had increased to more than 300.

"It's over! It seems that this group of elves are destined to die here, and this place of ice and snow will become their cemetery."

Diag thought desperately in his heart that he would rather sacrifice himself than his people be buried with him in the wilderness.

"God, are you there?...I beg you, if you can't save me, please come and save these innocent elves."

"Did they do anything wrong again? Why did they kill so many innocent people..."

"Great Guardian of Arda, I beg you to show up. In order to prove my guardianship, I will die in this battle. I will try my best to protect them." Diag pointed towards the sky. shouted.

"There are so many jackrabbits, just enough for us to have a good meal."

"Ha ha ha ha"

The werewolves held the scimitars in their hands and slowly approached the elves step by step. The werewolves actually wanted to eat them. It turned out that their dead tribesmen could not even save their bodies.

All the elves couldn't help but their eyes were red. Even if they were doomed today, they would let the werewolves know that even if they were unarmed, they would still tear off large chunks of flesh from the werewolves with their teeth.

But the werewolves are not afraid of these elves. In their view, these elves are now like sheep in a sheepfold and they can slaughter them at will.

The werewolves heard Diag's cry and sneered loudly: "Hahahaha, stupid long-eared rabbit, are you praying to your gods? Your gods will not save you. They are now caring about themselves. How could I come to save you if I don't get there? You are destined to be buried in our belly today. Hahaha..."

The werewolves laughed maniacally and walked towards the elves step by step. The elves looked at the werewolves who were pressing forward step by step with hatred and stubborn eyes.

"Tap tap tap tap..."

"what sound!"

Just as the elves were preparing to fight to the death, they heard a voice.

The sound came from behind the elves. The snow was falling very hard at this time, and large snowflakes were stirred up behind the elves, blocking the werewolf's view.

"Go to hell! You filthy monster!"

A low and powerful voice sounded. The werewolf walking at the front was screaming with doubts about life and was knocked away.

All the werewolves were stunned at the scene in front of them. In their sight, in the endless ice and snow, in the vast snow, an elf knight with a winged helmet on his head, wearing a silver armor, and carrying a spear boldly attacked. , the blue cloak behind him fluttered in the air with the cold wind, with the full moon and World Tree printed on the cloak.

Behind him, there were also a thousand cavalrymen dressed in the same style, coming with a mighty force.The blue cloaks behind them are unique in this snow-white world, shining like a bright light on the terrified Silvan elves in the snow.