In the elf camp, as the elf officer escaped, the once arrogant elves collapsed directly. Many smart elves soldiers disappeared directly into the black forest with their flexible skills, but more elves put down their weapons in a daze.

They had never learned how to surrender, but amid the fierce battle cry of the female warriors and under the guns of the Marines, these proud soldiers learned this skill without a commanding command - put down their weapons and raised their hands high.

The huge elf portal was originally guarded by ten elf soldiers, but after the elf officer left, they quickly entered the portal without a trace and disappeared.

The number of Marines was too small to completely control the situation. The plan formulated by the half-elves before the war was useless. The two key defense locations, warehouses and portals, should have been the priority targets for Marines to occupy.

But the elves obviously had no intention of defending these two targets. Faced with a large number of elves who put down their weapons, the Marines had to adopt a one-on-one approach to defend themselves. After all, these "captives" are all erectional guys!

The elf sword dancer who had held Vitoriya didn't even have time to leave his name, but was knocked to the ground by three Marines in close shooting. He died indecipherable.

The female warrior now seems to be just a porcupine, wearing a feathered arrow. Fortunately, she is not embarrassed in front of Xu Yichen because of her thick skin and strong armor.

Vitoriya waved her hand and swept off all the feather arrows on the front. The arrows embedded in the muscles were squeezed out as the muscles tightened, falling all over the floor.

"What should we do with it?" the samurai asked, pointing at the portal with fluorescent light as if nothing had happened, with a look of eagerness: "Do you want to step over and take a look?"

"I'm afraid the elves opposite the door are not our old friends, be careful." The demon hunter glanced at the elves captives and frowned.

He had long noticed that these elves were wearing standard armor. Although the armor was so exquisite that it didn't look like it was for ordinary soldiers, it was indeed for miscellaneous soldiers in terms of combat effectiveness.

Xu Yichen circled around the huge portal, and did not find any functional devices, nor did he see any control panel or buttons. He didn't know how to close the portal.

To be honest, looking at the tyrants of these elves, it is not impossible for two legendary elves to come over the other side of the door in a while. Xu Yichen was actually very nervous.

But is it a bit too wasteful to destroy this portal? After all, this is the pinnacle of space magic, and it is very valuable to be researched if sent back to the local area.

Just as Xu Yichen was struggling with the [War Disaster] to punish this portal, the space inside the hollow door in the portal suddenly fluctuated, and then it kept flashing like a power supply was connected.

As a embarrassed figure slid out of the portal with the movement of the earth-bearing seat, the entire portal was extinguished.

Legolas had seven or eight arrows hanging on his body, kneeling at the feet of the female warrior, looking up at Vitoriya, who was like a "tiger-sucked tiger", with a dementia on her face.

Although the female warrior handled the arrows on the front, there were still thirty or forty feather arrows behind and on the shield, which looked extremely fierce against the sunlight.

Legolas was hit several arrows. During his previous escape journey like a parkour, the arrow kept moving in his body and expanding his injuries. He was originally a little grinning, but when he saw Vitoria's appearance, he was shocked and restored his elf's elegant expression.

"Can you please me!" Legolas showed a standard, 'Elf Prince' smile at the samurai: "I have shed a lot of blood and can't stand up."

The samurai lifted the bean sprout-like elf prince in one hand. Legolas was more than 1.8 meters tall, but the samurai has developed again recently, and it is almost as tall as the little giant Karu.

As a result, Legolas left the ground with some embarrassment, spread his hands helplessly, and smiled at Xu Yichen: "I'm very happy to see you and my friends again. I heard the druids say you are still alive a while ago, and I thought they were wrong!"

Xu Yichen is now sure that these elves are born with a good deal of being a good person. Legolas's face is pale. He is obviously about to be burping, but he insists on pretending that he has just attended a noble dinner and is flirting with a noble lady.

The experienced Demon Hunter confirmed that in addition to excessive blood loss, Legolas also had symptoms of malnutrition and physical weakness.

"Don't say so much nonsense, Legolas, I have controlled the situation here, so I will pick up the important ones first." Xu Yichen pointed to the extinguished portal behind him: "Is the trouble behind the door big? When will it open again? Should I guard it or take you away?"

"Big trouble!" Legolas smiled bitterly: "I destroyed the locator over there before I came here. It won't be turned on again within a few days. You have enough time."

Xu Yichen nodded: "You can faint now!"

Legolas almost immediately lost consciousness. If it weren't for the slight ups and downs in his chest, Vitoria would have thought he was dead.

The female warrior shook her back and forth with the tall elf prince: "What should I do? He is too fragile, how many arrows have he been hit?"

"If you shake it a few more times, he will die. Find a suitable place for him to recover from his injuries. It seems that we have won the prize again." The Demon Hunter signaled to the half-elf and asked the other party to take over Legolas: "Take good care of him, this is our own person."

Ladia gave Xu Yichen an irregular gift like a landing player: "Sir, please leave it to me. Judging from my experience with these pure blood, this is indeed a rare good person."

"Okay, soldiers, let's start counting our gains now!" Xu Yichen fought against the [War Disaster] big sword on his shoulder, pointing at the gang of surrendered elf warriors: "Leave the captives to me to take care of!"

As the Marines scattered and began to count the harvest, the elves captives of less than fifty people spontaneously gathered into a circle under the guard of one person, as if I was sincerely surrendering, but you didn't believe in my character, and no one dared to move.
Chapter completed!