It can be said to be a very brilliant achievement.
Xiaoxi's shooting skills became superb and accurate after long and repeated practice. The mountain that jumped out from the opposite direction attracted most of the attention. Sheng, who quietly provided assistance and control, carried out his activities in a concealed manner, while Shadow Butterfly and I took action to eliminate the members with the most people on the field.
The assassin's stealthy assassination, and the technique of channeling magic into the human body and ultimately detonating it at a vital point.
It is more deadly and dangerous than a direct confrontation.
I don't know what the butterfly was thinking, but for me, this feeling is always terrible.
Well, thankfully it's not reality.
Thrall, who had been watching from a safe treetop in the distance, was finally brought out of his stunned state only after we repeatedly called upon him as an example to appease the bound elf.
Even so, the dazed look on his face was still quite obvious.
"They...they...aren't you your compatriots?"
For an elf who is already so rare, the fact that he could kill his own kind and then remain calm and collected afterwards was enough to make him panic.
Although they made mistakes, they are still compatriots.
The physical sensation is like witnessing firsthand a cold-blooded person who doesn't care about their own family.
It even triggered mild physiological fear.
"Humans are inherently this kind of creature."
The answer to his question came from Sheng, who casually tidied his long, loose hair.
A handsome, androgynous boy sat casually on a boulder still warm from the recent death, nonchalantly combing his long hair: "Because of their large numbers and vast population, they spontaneously split, leading to conflict and fierce fighting over differing interests. At the moment of attack, emotionally, they probably categorize the other party as their adversary, so even if they kill them, they can comfort themselves by saying it won't cause too much trouble."
"...You don't seem to be struggling at all."
A perceptive person pinpointed the problem immediately.
Feeling bored with the uninteresting topic, Shadow Butterfly simply stood up and ended the conversation with a single sentence: "After killing too many, my heart has grown cold."
It wasn't uncommon for them to have disagreements with groups, and there were even times when they were forced into fierce conflicts with other survivor teams at the instigation of the system.
In addition, there are those doomsday cultists who might pop out from any nook or cranny at any time, like cockroaches.
It can be said that, unless one is really lucky and has made it all the way smoothly, almost everyone who has survived to this point has some kind of dirty blood on their hands.
However, only those with strong willpower can get this far.
In this situation, it's inevitable to think of that guy, Sword Demon.
In the constant cycle of coming back to the past, what kind of life did that guy, who eventually collapsed but persevered time and time again, experience?
Even asking Sheng, who had been in control of his actions, yielded no definite answer.
All Sheng knew was what that guy had gone through in his hands, but he never truly understood his feelings and emotions.
"So sometimes I wonder, could it be that they deliberately brought this terrible game into reality so that I could properly ascertain that guy's true feelings and emotions?"
Gazing at Sheng making meaningless pronouncements in the distance, a bitter smile appeared on his face at that moment.
But his melancholy quickly turned into a torrent of complaints.
"But that's impossible! How could the entire world be changed without authorization for such an unreasonable reason? If this is a game, it's like changing the theme without even giving any hints about the genre! This kind of terrible, impulsive management method, the guy who made this choice should be fired on the spot!"
...In short, let's omit the details for now.
With Thrall's assurance as their representative, the rescued elves, though still somewhat skeptical, eventually believed our statement that we had come to help them.
Perhaps due to the lingering effects of their previous bondage incident, their reactions to our presence were mostly fear and unease.
However, perhaps due to the influence of the profession of the spirit user, or perhaps due to her gentle nature, Sheng, who was beautiful and kind and also had a greenish hue, integrated well into the spirit group after a short period of contact and received unanimous affection and love.
It's like suddenly having a lovable little brother in the family; they repeatedly hold hands and ask about his well-being, and some even try to get physical with him.
I quickly pulled him out of the crowd, which saved the boy from certain death.
"How are you?"
The little guy who escaped was still a bit flustered: "Uh...maybe?"
Everyone who saw us was completely bewildered, even Sal, who was introducing us to his compatriots, was marveling at the sight.
"I thought I was the only one who felt this way, but I didn't expect everyone to feel the same way."
Judging from their much more relaxed demeanor, even though they were affected by the previous shocks, they have now let down their guard considerably.
The plan is progressing smoothly.
After that, all you need to do is return to the elves' settlement to complete the mission.
However, the increased number of people has also brought new problems compared to before.
Whether the increase in numbers made the expanded team bloated is another matter. Besides, the elves all have the skill to easily jump between treetops while maintaining their balance, so their movements were not greatly hindered. However, the reasonable distribution of food and water became a temporary problem.
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