Game of the World Tree

The World Boss!

What happened?

Eve's heart was pounding.

He hurriedly turned off the live-stream, left the space of His godhead, and put His consciousness into reality.

At this moment, His palpitations still existed. More accurately, it seemed to be an inexplicable call.

This situation arose for the first time. Different from the prayers Eve heard before, the palpitations were vaguely familiar to Him. But at the same time, it seemed to be mixed with other things, or… emotions.

Sadness, pain, despair…

The feelings made Eve very uncomfortable.

After pondering for a while, Eve emptied His mind.

After His divine soul calmed down, He finally found the source of the palpitations…

"The northeast…"

Eve thought of something and looked somewhere in the forest of elves.

That direction was where the players had assembled.

What did they trigger?

Eve frowned deeply from within.

Something was not right. He just watched more than 90 players in the live-stream, and they did not do anything extraordinary…

So, he pushed down his suspicions.

But suddenly, Eve thought of something…

No.

It was not right!

He did not pay attention to one player!

Eve realized that He had neglected one person, so He hurriedly returned to the space of His godhead and went straight to the network channel of the blue planet.

In the pale green space of His godhead, there were three hundred small photons constantly flashing and rotating around the blue ball of light that symbolized the Internet world of the blue planet.

This was the connection channel between Eve and the three hundred players, which was an important part of the game network system.

As soon as Eve came here, He now could clearly feel the inexplicable call.

He concentrated and found the source of the palpitations--a constantly flickering photon.

"This is… Demacia's. Did he encounter something? He should be luring monsters in Florence…"

Eve's heart was pounding.

Without hesitation, He immediately separated a wisp of divine consciousness, touched the connection channel between Demacia and Him, and instantly "saw" where Demacia was…

…

"Damn! What the hell is this?!"

On the edge of Florence, Demacia's face almost turned green when he saw the skeleton hands emerging from the ground.

"Undead magic?!"

He took a deep breath and roared,

"Tenacity!"

He used his buffing skill, increasing his power of defense and attack immediately. Demacia's strength briefly doubled in an instant. He tried his best to kick away the bony hands that moved towards him and ran away quickly…

"Ah, priest… It must be a goblin priest. It must be the one that has the aura of coldness and horror like what Cuckoo Bird had mentioned. I'm seriously dead."

Demacia cursed as he ran.

When he used his skill, the transfiguration magic instantly washed away, revealing his original appearance.

"An elf?!"

In the distance, Guru looked at Demacia's back and froze.

He thought that the female was a human being. He did not expect that the female human was actually a male elf!

But why did a male elf disguised himself as a human woman? Where was the reservedness and pride of an elf?

Wait, he is weak!

This was the first time Guru saw an adult elf who was not at Iron levels!

He narrowed his eyes slightly as if he was thinking of something.

"An elf? I haven't killed any elves yet… ha ha."

Guru smiled and licked his chapped lips.

"The race the God of Winter and Hunting hates most is the elves. If I can catch this elf and sacrifice it with the divine blood crystals to His Majesty, I will definitely please him…"

Thinking of this, he wielded the skeleton staff again.

With his movements, the orbs on the staff immediately released a deep purple cloud of energy that turned into a dozen human skeletal undead, each one being level 10!

But even with Guru summoning so many undead skeletons, he still looked unperturbed as if he did not use much energy.

"Catch him."

He ordered.

Upon receiving the order, the undeads made creaking noises and chased after Demacia with their teeth and claws out.

Feeling a gust of cold wind behind him, Demacia subconsciously looked back. When he saw what was behind him, his face turned pale.

"Damn! Is he really a level 11 priest? His ability to summon undead is too exaggerated! He doesn't even look like he spent any significant amount of energy!"

Demacia cursed the game designer from within and tried his best to run back.

However, just after a few steps, he hesitated and quickly changed his direction.

"No… This NPC is too difficult. If I bring it back and the players cannot beat it, all of us will be over. I might as well lure it somewhere else. If it doesn't work, I'll commit suicide…"

Demacia murmured.

He still had the heart to not cause his teammates' downfall. If they lost, the goblin priest would destroy the teleportation circle and they would fail in their first task.

An elf's agility was great indeed. When Demacia used all his strength to escape, the undead actually fell behind him for a time.

"You want to escape?"

Guru squinted his eyes, held his staff, sneered, and chased him.

In his view, this audacious elf was doomed.

He would surely be sacrificed to the one true god!

At this moment, Eve's eyes also fixed on Demacia.

"Undead?!"

Eve slightly froze when He saw the skeletons that were chasing after Demacia.

Then in an instant, His heart sank.

"They are undead elves…"

Eve made a judgment.

The skeletons of elves were very similar to those of human beings. Generally, it was hard to tell the difference. But as the master of elves, He immediately recognized them as soon as He laid His eyes on them.

At this moment, He finally understood what were the inexplicable palpitations.

Someone openly enslaved the undead elves in the place He dominated. It would be strange if Eve, the master of elves, did not react at all.

When Eve clearly saw Guru enslaving the undead elves, His mood got even worse.

"A goblin priest that believes in Ullr?"

Eve's voice was icy cold as He had already sentenced the goblin priest to death in his heart.

But at the same time, He felt doubtful.

How could a level 11 goblin priest have the great power to enslave so many undead elves?

Although all the undead elves he summoned were only at level 10, the number of them was too crazy. Moreover, Eve could feel that the goblin priest did not use all his strength to summon them.

When Eve saw the staff in Guru's hand constantly emitting light, He immediately realized something.

"It's the power of that staff. That staff is weird…"

After knowing the reason, Eve calmed down.

As Eve looked at the goblin priest that was chasing Demacia like mad, He suddenly chuckled.

"Ha ha… Undead elves?"

If the level 11 goblin priest enslaved any other undead creatures, the players might not be able to beat it. But undead elves…

The wooden knives Eve made for the players originally had the effect of purification. And since He was the master of elves, the weapons He made had the best effect in purifying the ghosts of elves!

"All right, the players have enough practice and they still have many Perfect Resurrection. I can let them have a try and see the effect."

Thinking of this, Eve used His divine force again. He waved His big hand--

In the meantime, some notifications started popping up from the game system before all the players' eyes. Red light flashed in the whole system!

[Ding--]

[WARNING! WARNING!]

[The player "Demacia" has triggered the world boss! The player "Demacia" has triggered the world boss!]

[The world boss tasks start--]

[Task target: Goblin undead priest (level 11/Low Iron)]

[Task objective: Kill the goblin undead priest and sacrifice the undead staff to Eve the goddess]

[Task rewards: An exclusive title "Goblin Slayer," three Perfect Resurrection, a lot of experience and contribution points]

[Task tip: The weapons given by the goddess have a blessing effect that can increase the damage to the undead]

[Brave chosen ones, for the glory of the goddess and the elf race, charge!]

The players were stunned at first, and then made a great commotion!

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