Elf Kingdom: Game of the World Tree-Chapter 263 - 255: Lionheart King

"I can only go back for now... I am a Gold Professional, I still have at least a century of life ahead, one failure isn’t a big deal, I still have a chance!"

Imsh, while fleeing deeper into the Dark Mountain Range with his trusted aide, was encouraging himself in his heart.

*However... even he doubted whether this thought was just self-comfort.*

In less than two years, such a significant change had taken place in the Elf Forest.

In less than two years, the Elf Clan had become so powerful and frenzied...

So, what would happen in decades to come?

*Imsh could hardly imagine it.*

Moreover, he still hadn’t figured out how so many elves had gathered together.

Nearly ten thousand elves, that’s not a small number!

The Elf Clan was already difficult to reproduce, so this many elves... were probably all the remaining wild elves from the southwest of the Segis Continent gathered together?

"No... it couldn’t possibly be more, the Elf Clan isn’t human."

Imsh shook his head.

And just as he was fleeing with his trusted aides...

Suddenly, an elf riding an Earth Cave Spider rushed out from the forest on the side.

It was a player who was chasing the Half-Beast, got lost while pursuing.

The two sides came face to face, both slightly stunned.

When this player saw Imsh clearly, he immediately shouted excitedly,

"Found the BOSS! Found the BOSS!"

BOSS?!

*Imsh’s heart jumped with shock!*

Although he didn’t know what a "BOSS" was, it certainly referred to him!

In shock and anger, he quickly drew his Lion Heart Sword and easily slaughtered the unfortunate elf as if cutting down a chicken...

At this moment, he heard the elves behind him, who were also riding demon beasts and chasing him, react with the same excitement,

"Holy shit! BOSS? Is it real?"

"There’s a BOSS among the people up front?"

These players... were all from the First Legion, a group of battle maniacs.

Although they had been chasing continuously, they hadn’t paid attention to who they were actually pursuing.

Anyway... they were all Half-Beasts, appearing as a small group with quite a few numbers, and their equipment was evidently good, so the pursuit continued to now.

Now that they knew it was a BOSS, the players instantly became excited. freёnovelkiss.com

"BOSS! It must be that Lionheart King mentioned in the story!"

"He’s at Lower Gold rank, we can’t beat him, go call someone! Get Rose over here!"

"Forget about Rose, if she comes, how will we finish off the BOSS!"

"Then go get the Black Dragon! That guy can at least face off against a Gold level! We seize the chance to finish it off!"

The players’ excited voices echoed from a distance, causing Lionheart King Imsh’s heart to pound with fear.

The elves... because they had demon beasts as mounts, were extremely fast.

However, he was injured, and his speed had significantly decreased...

Of course, as a Gold Professional, even when injured, his speed was unmatched by Black Iron rank demon beasts.

But as a king, he also had to take care of the other Half-Beast confidants fleeing with him...

He had already lost an army of thirty thousand...

He didn’t want to abandon these last few dozen Half-Beasts escaping with him.

So, due to his many considerations, he hadn’t completely shaken off the elves until now...

But now, it seemed that blindly fleeing was also a mistake!

If they truly brought the Black Dragon, in his current state, he might indeed fall here.

The surrounding Half-Beasts understood this truth as well.

They all wore somber expressions, disregarding their injuries. Those with weapons drew them, and those without clenched their fists, addressing their Great King,

"Great King! Please leave quickly! We’ll stay behind to hold off these elves!"

"That’s right! You alone... can definitely make it back, taking us with you is a burden!"

"You are our king! As long as you’re alive, the Half-Beasts can rise again!"

"Only if you return... can you avenge our fallen kin!"

Their voices were passionate, and their gazes were bright and resolute.

Seeing his subordinates like this, Lionheart King Imsh’s expression grew more complex.

"Ah..."

He stopped, wiping the bloodstains from his Lion Heart Sword.

"If I abandon everyone and flee back alone, what right do I have to be the King of the Half-Beasts?"

Imsh’s expression was one of melancholy.

The other Half-Beasts, hearing this, also had complex expressions.

After speaking, Imsh raised his longsword once more.

His eyes turned red, his expression fierce, as he shouted in grief and anger,

"Aren’t they just a few hundred Black Iron rank elves?! They’ve been chasing us for so long... I’ve had enough! Follow me, let’s take them down together! Then we’ll all go home!"

The other Half-Beasts heard him and their eyes also turned red.

They either clenched their fists or lifted their weapons, shouting as well,

"Kill them! Let’s go home together!"

Imsh took a deep breath, his aura surged, and the pressure of a Gold rank erupted, even a faint red glow appeared on his body!

He roared, turned, and charged at the elves who had been pursuing him!

The other Half-Beasts, too, had their morale boosted.

They went berserk, turning around and charging with their Great King...

This scene startled the players who had been chasing them.

"Crap! They’re going all out!"

"What are you afraid of! We have the numbers!"

"Take out the minions first! The BOSS is the main target! Forget about other experience!"

"That’s right! No holding back!"

They shouted as well, readying themselves for the assault.

Then, Imsh, in shock and anger, saw many elves suddenly raise a kind of weapon that haunted him—steam guns.

He saw these elves aiming at the charging Half-Beasts and pulling the trigger.

Gunfire erupted!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The Lionheart King felt sharp pains all over his body, knowing he had been hit.

However, a Gold rank existence was naturally not something mere bullets could kill.

When he exerted his full strength, these bullets were only able to break his skin, unable to penetrate his muscles...

But... it was different for the Half-Beasts around him.

These Half-Beasts at most had Black Iron Upper strength, many had discarded their weapons, and shields were impossible to keep.

Now, they were almost like live targets.

In an instant, seven or eight Half-Beasts grunted, falling to the ground.

Others moaned in pain, suffering varying degrees of injuries...

Seeing this, Lionheart King Imsh’s eyes turned red.

"Bastards! Cowards!"

He roared, increasing his speed again, instantly charging into the elves!