I'll tell you all, this land is round and we can sail forward without looking back, never worrying about losing our way home—wealth and homestead lie straight ahead.
Fear no powerful enem...
"Of course I can hit it!" Sally said confidently, and then proved herself with a gunshot.
A leader who was standing by the roadside, constantly shouting encouragement to the Predators, was shot in the head, his brains splattering everywhere.
"Walk!"
Sally crawled back a short distance to avoid the enemy's sight before quickly getting up and fleeing, with her big brother following closely behind, faithfully playing the role of her bodyguard.
Wuqi had no choice. His sister was not the same as before. In less than ten days, she had earned enough military merits to qualify for cultivation under the Silver Moon Clan's Tree of Life. Wuqi also benefited from this and had the opportunity to use the Tree of Life to help reproduce.
The Predators had a keen sense of smell. Even though Sally and Uzi had disguised their sniping positions, it only delayed them for a short while. They quickly caught up with a howling swarm.
But when they chased them past the foot of a mountain, they found that what awaited them was not just the audacious brother and sister, but a whole row of gun barrels.
"Bang...bang...bang"
"Da da da"
The chaotic sounds of rifles and continuous machine gun fire, like the agonizing snatching of souls, sent this elite warrior squad to hell.
"Sally, well done!"
"You flatter me, sir. This is what every elf should do."
"Sally, are you really unwilling to join the army?" Sally's instructor extended the invitation to her once again.
"I'm sorry, sir. Please forgive Sally's rudeness. I am a member of the Darkmoon Shadow tribe, and I once swore to be loyal to my tribe for life!"
“Sally, do you know Saint Allen? He is among the Great Elf race, and he is an elf of the Shadow of the Dark Moon, and currently the only Great Elf Saint.”