The Heartbeat of the Cruel Elves

At the end of this narrow alley was a small square that they had searched earlier.

Cassia attempted to use this terrain to turn an equal opportunity encounter into an offensive and defensive battle that was more favorable to the dark elves.

The price of changing positions is the lives of these rearguard troops.

At this moment, the soldiers of the main force had already set up their shields and spears at the end of the alley, and extended their gleaming crossbows from the gaps in the shield wall.

The crossbows were drawn but not fired - they had no intention of slaughtering their own people, but of course, they also had no intention of disrupting the defensive formation that had been formed and coming out to rescue the rear guard.

Their scarlet eyes were just watching everything that was happening in the alley with the usual indifference and sharpness of the dark elves, watching their comrades fall one by one under the enemy's butcher knife. When these soldiers were slaughtered by the enemy, it was time for them to attack the enemy.

Of course, this so-called "utter massacre" did not include Li Yin.

The congestion at the entrance of the alley was non-existent to him. He just leaped lightly, passed over the heads of the crowd, and jumped directly into the alley, running towards the other end of the alley with a few lucky dark elves who got ahead.

At the same time, he saw Du Feiya floating in the air at the other end of the alley, his fingers moving as he gestured with a spell he was very familiar with: Grease.

As a beam of magic ray shot out, there was an immediate sound of armor falling to the ground from behind.

The offensive of the black-armored warriors slowed down greatly in an instant, allowing more dark elves to retreat in time.

It seems that this plan is not as cruel as I imagined, Li Yin thought. Of course, this may just be Du Feiya's personal subjective influence.

Since he had already started to retreat openly, oh no, to run away, he no longer retreated in a veiled manner like he had done before when he was fighting the enemy. Instead, he stretched out his legs and began to sprint at his maximum speed, and soon passed the other dark elves and ran ahead.

The moment he approached the main force, the dark elf soldiers in the front row, under Cassia's command, opened a gap in the shield wall to accommodate him.

The dark elves who arrived after him did the same and returned to the main force.

As for those soldiers who were far behind, there was nothing they could do. Li Yin and others could only watch them being swallowed up by the waves of black-armored warriors.

After killing the last dark elf in the alley with their swords, the mysterious warriors, covered in black helmets and armor, continued to charge forward without stopping. Like a surging steel tide, they soon collided head-on with the people guarding the entrance of the alley.

The fierce fighting was quickly reignited.

The basic conditions of the soldiers on both sides remained unchanged. These strange creatures wearing fine gold armor were still stronger than ordinary dark elf warriors, and the protection of their armor was also more solid and comprehensive, giving them an absolute advantage in a one-on-one battle.

However, this was no longer a one-on-one battle. In this narrow pass, each black-armored warrior had to face all the enemies in front of him within a 180-degree range. On the contrary, the dark elves only had to deal with the first and second rows of the few rows of enemies in the alley in front of them. The more enemies were completely blocked by the bodies of these monsters. With many against one, the pressure on the dark elf warriors was greatly reduced. Even if the opponent's individual combat power was stronger than theirs, they could still compete head-on with the opponent and not be at a disadvantage for a while.

At the same time, part of the Nevelle troops in the rear climbed to the top of the building under Cassia's command and launched a long-range attack from the air on the black-armored warriors who were crowded in the rear and unable to move their hands and feet.

Li Yin was in the front row of the army, and was separated from the enemy by the shield-bearing soldiers in the first row. At this time, it was difficult to hit the enemy with a sword, so he used a spear handed from behind and stabbed the enemy with all his strength.

With a clang, the spear tip hit the enemy's chest, but then slid along the curve of the breastplate, leaving only a scratch and sparks on the hard armor, but failing to pierce it.

However, the huge force still knocked the enemy back.

Li Yin retracted his spear, aimed at the head of another enemy, and stabbed again.

This time, the spearhead successfully broke through the relatively fragile face armor, but after breaking through the face armor, Li Yin felt that the end was approaching, and then the spearhead was stuck in a very difficult situation, and it was only half inserted before it ran out of strength and could not move forward. That was the hard "flesh and blood" that made up the body of the strange creature, and their strength was no less than a real armor.

However, if this attack was against a normal enemy, with half of the spear tip stuck in its brain, it could be declared dead. But this strange creature immediately grabbed the spear tip with both hands and pulled it out as if nothing had happened... Li Yin took advantage of the situation and pulled the spear tip out of its hard plaster-like head, then aimed at the next enemy and stabbed it again.

His hopes for this stab had been greatly reduced. He no longer hoped that it would kill the enemy, but only serve as a means of resistance to hinder the enemy's advance.

It still won’t work, he thought, it still won’t work like this.

Li Yin looked around and saw that the dark elf warriors had experienced the same thing as him. Their spears and swords had slipped off the armor and shields of their opponents countless times. Even if they occasionally pierced or cut through, the weapons had already consumed most of their strength when breaking through the armor, and they were powerless when facing their very hard flesh. Moreover, these strange guys had bodies that were almost without weaknesses. Those serious injuries to ordinary people could not kill them, and minor injuries could hardly affect their combat effectiveness at all.

The effects of attacks from the air were roughly the same. The lighter hand crossbows had no effect on their hard armor, and the sharp arrows were just bounced around like gravel. The heavy crossbows could penetrate their armor, but that only added countless "embellishments" to their armor. They continued to fight without stopping with these arrows.

Occasionally, one or two black-armored warriors fell down. Looking at their bodies that were pierced with arrows, Li Yin wondered whether these arrows had really hurt them, or whether there were too many and too heavy arrows stuck in their bodies, which made them unable to stand up...

What made the situation even more difficult was that many dark elves had rapidly consumed their physical strength in the fierce battle, and had already shown signs of fatigue, with their hands and feet beginning to sluggish. Their opponents, although indeed stiff and slow in their movements at first, were not as flexible as they were, but now they were still the same as before, and did not seem to be any slower... They seemed to not feel tired at all!

"They can't be killed, they won't get tired, and poison has no effect on them." A female dark elf warrior gasped, her eyes revealing fear and a look on the verge of despair. "These guys, are they undead creatures?"

Her words made the hearts of many warriors who were already stuck in the quagmire sink even more.

"Indeed," another female dark elf warrior recalled the strange faces of the creatures she had witnessed before, her voice cold, "Their pale and creepy skin color is like a corpse that has been soaked for many days."

Li Yin grinned.

...Although he could understand the fear of these dark elves and their natural psychological motivation to demonize them, to be fair, the skin color of those guys was not pale white, but milky white. Apart from the initial fear of looking like a human but not a human, they were not creepy at all. On the contrary, they were quite beautiful, especially against the backdrop of the starlight hidden in the crystal clearness.

As for their origins, although they are immortal and not afraid of poisons and are indeed quite similar to undead creatures, Li Yin does not think that they are undead creatures, because Li Yin already has another guess about their identity.

"Not an undead creature," at this moment, a clear voice came from behind. Although it was not loud, it penetrated the clash of metal and iron, the wailing of the soldiers, and was clearly heard by every dark elf.

This is undoubtedly a magical effect.

"According to my observation," Du Feiya said calmly, "they are constructs."

Li Yin, who was fighting the enemy at the front, flickered his eyes slightly.

This was exactly what he had guessed. In fact, he had just finally found the time to telepathically transmit the strange physical characteristics of the strange creatures he had seen before, combined with his own guesses, to Du Feiya. As expected, Du Feiya, who was also a mage, made the same judgment as him.

"Construct?" Many dark elves were stunned.

This does not mean that they know nothing about this kind of thing. On the contrary, the elves are a race that is passionate about magic. Magic is not just a skill for them, but also a culture. Even if many dark elves do not practice magic, they will master a lot of basic magic knowledge through being immersed in the cultural atmosphere of this society since childhood.

Constructs are not living things, but moving machines made of inorganic matter under the influence of magic. No wonder Cassia's previous fear spell had no effect on them, because they have no mind at all, let alone fear. Poison and ordinary knife and gun stabs are also useless to them, because they do not have flesh and blood like ordinary creatures, and will not be poisoned, nor will they bleed due to injuries.

No dark elf would question the judgment of a princess, but knowing the true identities of these strange creatures, no, creations, did not alleviate their fears in the slightest.

Because they have no way to restrain the enemy.

Even worse than the undead creatures... Many dark elves complained in their hearts with frustrated faces. If it was the undead creatures, at least their other princess, Cassia, the priestess of the Spider Queen, could use a series of divine arts specifically targeting the undead creatures to fight against them.

Chapter 160 Reversal

As for constructs, most dark elves only know some basic knowledge about them, but don't know how to target them effectively.

"So," a female dark elf asked breathlessly, asking for help from Du Feiya who had seen through these strange warriors, "Princess, how can we deal with these guys?"

"Swords and spears are completely useless against them, as are crossbows and poison..."

"It's not useless, it's just that you didn't find the right place." Du Feiya said with a clear and steady voice, confidently.

"Constructs are creations of the arcane. To creatures that don't understand the arcane, they are full of mystery and make no sense. They are just a series of random and accidental products. But in fact, they are a combination of the truths and laws that govern the operation of the entire universe. They are the most organized and logical things."

"As long as it's arcane, there must be traces to follow, and constructs are no exception."

"Although constructs are not living things, they can't move at will for no reason."

"Generally speaking, there are two key components that control the normal operation of a construct, which we call cores. One is the energy core, which is responsible for providing energy for the operation of the construct. The other is the logic core, which acts as the brain of an intelligent creature and is responsible for directing the operation of various parts of the construct, just like the brain directing the limbs of an elf."

"As long as we can destroy either of these two cores, we can completely disable a construct."

After hearing this, the dark elves first showed an expression of surprise on their faces, and then a hint of worry crept up on their faces again.

"But," a dark elf asked, "there are so many constructs here, do we have to find their cores one by one?"

"This is inevitable..."

According to the logic of the dark elves, the creators of these constructs must have hidden their weak points deeply and tried to disrupt their arrangement so that the core of each construct is in a different position. If they had to search and try one by one, the difficulty of the battle would be too great. It should be noted that the opponent's strength was originally comparable to theirs. Each sword of these weird constructs could hit the most fatal part of their bodies, and they had to stupidly search for their weaknesses one by one. The result of such a battle is self-evident.

"I just said that arcane is a combination of truth and law, and there are traces to follow." Du Feiya's mouth curled up slightly.

"You must be thinking, based on basic common sense, that the other party would not be so stupid as to make the vital points of each construct the same."

"But in fact, making constructs is a very complex and profound arcane skill. It is not achieved overnight by mysterious 'magic'. The organizational structure of each construct has been carefully designed. It is a precise instrument. Any change will result in a huge error."

"Therefore, unless the constructs are originally of different types and have different functions, otherwise, the same type of constructs will generally share a set of well-thought-out structures. Any unnecessary changes will waste the maker's time, energy, and wealth, and will damage the excellent performance of the construct itself that has been carefully designed."

"And these constructs in front of us happen to belong to the same type."

"In other words," a dark elf responded quickly, "as long as we can find the weakness of a construct, we can use that to deal with all the constructs here?"

Du Feiya nodded.

Excitement suddenly appeared on the faces of the dark elves.

"So, how do we find their weaknesses?" asked a dark elf.

"Drag a corpse back," another dark elf immediately answered, "They are not truly immortal. Some of them fell down just now and didn't get up again."

"Now it seems that we must have destroyed their core by accident."

"That's right." The other dark elves echoed, with more excitement on their faces.

"That's not necessary," Du Feiya replied as expected.

Amid the surprised gazes of the dark elves, she smiled and said, "There's no need to do that."

"Because just now," her violet eyes suddenly lit up with a faint light, "I have used mystical vision to find their weaknesses."

The construct is a magical creation, and the two cores in it are the essence of magic. At this moment, in Du Feiya's secret vision, the construct warriors are emitting magical auras all over their bodies, almost blinding the elves' eyes. But there are two places on their bodies where the light is the brightest, and that is a brilliance that cannot be covered by the sea of ​​auras.

"Aim at their head, right in the middle of their nose; or right in the middle of their chest, between the heart and lungs of an ordinary elf."

"Their two cores are located in the center of their bodies at these two locations."

Du Feiya's calm voice instantly spread clearly to every position on the battlefield.

At the same time, she casually raised her hand, and several balls of lavender sparks flew out from under her hand and shot towards the front of the formation.

Her skill in throwing magic flames was as good as her knife throwing skills. In the blink of an eye, a small flame lit up in the center of the faces and chests of several "undead warriors", accurately marking the fatal parts of their bodies.

This is a spell that the dark elves often use to mark enemies in the dark, "Demon Fire", a harmless magical flame. However, according to Rein (Turner)'s memory, ordinary dark elves can only launch one ball of demon fire at a time, and the effect of the spell is to cover the enemy's entire body. This kind of split launch and accurate marking of parts is the first time Rein has seen such a skill.

The morale of the dark elves was immediately boosted.

They finally saw a glimmer of hope of defeating these strange "creatures" that seemed to be fighting to the death.

The soldiers in the front row immediately rushed towards the place marked by the evil fire.

But they soon found that they had another dilemma to resolve: most of the spear tips and sword tips slipped off the hard adamantium armor, or if they managed to break through the armor's defense, they were unable to continue and were trapped less than an inch in the hard body of the construct and could no longer move forward.

Although they knew the opponent's weaknesses, it was extremely difficult to break through the opponent's layers of protection and attack their weaknesses. They were not only covered with a layer of fine gold armor. Their bodies themselves were also equivalent to a very thick hard leather shield. This layer after layer of defense almost made the dark elves fall into despair again.

Among all the attacks, only Li Yin, with his unparalleled divine power, pierced through the head of a construct warrior and knocked him to the ground. But facing the enemy's massive army, his strength was limited after all, and it could only be regarded as a drop in the bucket, and could not change the final outcome of the entire battle.

Moreover, even he, the only one who had achieved something, was unable to pull out his spear because it was stuck in the opponent's hard body. In order to avoid the enemy's subsequent attacks, he had to let go of his weapon.

As a result, he lost his weapon and was unable to dodge the opponent's continuous attacks. He was completely unable to continue attacking the opponent.

but……

"No need to hesitate, no need to be afraid." At this moment, the majestic and sacred voice of the Spider Goddess Priest suddenly came from behind.

Cassia floated up into the air again and floated forward. In her right hand she held a spider holy symbol and in her left she held a spear, like a queen holding her scepter.

"The Spider Goddess's eyes are watching you, and her sharp claws are blessing your blades." Cassia said coldly, "Warriors of Nevre, with her protection, you will be invincible and unstoppable!"

"No mortal flesh or armor can stop your sword!"

After she finished speaking, she resolutely raised her right hand. The spider-shaped holy emblem suddenly emitted a dark and deep light from her hand, covering every dark elf on the front line, causing their swords to suddenly flash with an equally dark and deep light, like cold black ice, like the fangs of a venomous snake.

"Swish!" A construct warrior rushed out of the alley again and rushed towards a dark elf warrior. The dark elf warrior didn't even think about it. He raised his shield with his left hand to block the attack and stabbed with his spear in his right hand.

The spear tip, which was gleaming with a faint light, collided head-on with the construct's jet-black adamantine armor.

Then, there should have been a clear roar of "clang", followed by a series of tooth-grinding friction noises. But none of these happened, none of them...

Instead, there was a "swish" sound, like the sound of a hot knife cutting into butter. The dark elf's spear broke through the armor of the construct warrior without any hindrance, and then its hard body, until finally, through its flesh, a slightly dull metal collision sound was heard - that should be the tip of the spear completely piercing its body, and then against the back of the armor.

The body of the construct warrior was hanging on the spear, swaying, but without any subjective movement. Its hands hung down limply, and the adamantium blade in its hand fell to the ground with a thud.

"Success!" The dark elf warrior was so excited that she was incoherent and shouted loudly. Then after a slight delay, she seemed to come to her senses and shouted loudly again: "Praise, praise the goddess!"

"Praise the goddess!" The other dark elf warriors also shouted the holy name of the Spider Goddess, raised their swords and spears, and re-entered the battle.

The sound of hissing continued. Suddenly, almost all the dark elves in the battle found that their weapons were endowed with magical powers, becoming indestructible and unstoppable.

The hard armor and sturdy bodies of the construct warriors were useless in the face of such a sharp blade, and cutting them was no more difficult than cutting a piece of butter.

Dark elves are quick-witted and quick-handed, and are the best race at finding and attacking the opponent's weaknesses. They are keen on this in political struggles, and on the battlefield as well. Princess Dufia pointed out the enemy's weaknesses to them, and Princess Cassia gave them weapons that could break the enemy's defenses. Their swords and spears attacked the enemy's head and chest, and they knocked down the swarming construct warriors one by one like chopping melons and vegetables.

Li Yin, who had lost his weapon, watched the scene in front of him, rubbing his hands in anticipation. He was trying to find a gap in the crowded crowd, bend down, pick up a weapon and rejoin the battle, when he suddenly heard Cassia's familiar voice:

"Use this weapon, my warrior." She floated to his side and handed him the spear in her left hand. Her voice was majestic and calm. "In my name, use it and fight for me."

Li Yin looked up, her solemn face was as holy as a god.

She held the spear horizontally in her left hand, and her right hand passed over the spear until it reached the tip. Suddenly, a dark flame rose from the tip of the spear, burning out of thin air, where her white right hand passed.

"This is the flame of darkness." Du Feiya explained silently in his mind, "The three-ring magic of the Spider Goddess priest is extremely powerful."

"With it, you don't have to hit the core of these enemies directly. Even if you just pass by them, the scorching temperature will burn and destroy them."

Li Yin nodded and solemnly took the spear from Cassia's hand. When the two looked at each other, he smiled slightly in her gentle and deep eyes.

Then he turned around, pointed his spear at a construct warrior in front of him, and stabbed straight out.

The spear hit the opponent's head directly, going straight in without any obstruction.