Chapter 147: Why Are You Playing Melee as a Ranged Fighter?
"Yue E, don't eat it! Save it to give me little Goblins!"
Li Meng initially thought the other figure in the black robe would rush up to engage him in a deadly battle.
Unexpectedly, that person directly ran away.
As the distance grew, its figure disappeared from sight.
Squinting his eyes, Li Meng looked up at the black shadow falling not far away.
She had reddish-brown, slightly dark skin.
Her body was slender, with beautiful curves.
Her long and pointed ears fit the stereotype of an "elf."
Her towering chest was at least twice the size of Bai Ling's.
She also had waist-length, stark white hair.
In Li Meng's view, the female elf fell into the water with a splash.
Li Meng grinned and dashed over.
"Boss, it seems like she's dead?"
Looking at the elf floating face-down on the water, Yue E muttered.
Li Meng, who had rushed over, hurriedly fished the elf out of the water.
Then, he carefully laid her flat on the ice.
"Boss, let me eat her! She smells so delicious!"
Yue E's enormous eyes stared fixedly at the elf, her greed completely unconcealed.
"Yue E, where's her dagger?"
Yue E opened her ferocious mouth.
The dagger lay inside Yue E's mouth.
Li Meng reached out and retrieved the dagger from Yue E's mouth.
The dagger wasn't very large, only about twenty centimeters long.
Its blade was barely two fingers wide.
The hilt was made of some kind of bone, while the blade was bright silver.
Holding the dagger, Li Meng made a cut on the palm of his left hand.
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A wound immediately appeared on his palm.
Li Meng crouched down and pried open the elf's mouth.
His flowing blood dripped into the elf's mouth.
In just a few seconds, the blood stopped flowing.
Looking at his palm, the wound had already healed.
It was only then that Li Meng carefully examined the elf.
[Dark Elf (Queen)]
[Level: 57]
[Strength: 2174]
[Defense: 1781]
[Agility: 5117]
[Magic: 2491]
[Shadow Arrow: LV7]
[Shadow Goodwill: LV4]
[Charged Strike: LV3]
[Shadow Burst: LV6 (All Attributes +1200)]
[Shadow Cluster Arrow: LV5]
[Shadow Step: LV4 (Agility +2000)]
[Spider God Contract (LV4)]
[Note: Devouring this skill will form a master-servant contract with the Spider Goddess "Lolth."]
"Why are you playing melee as a ranged class?"
The elf's stats made Li Meng shake his head in disbelief.
All seven of her skills were ranged attacks or support abilities.
If she hadn't tried playing melee, taking her down wouldn't have been easy.
"With the black robe on, you're at the Saint rank; without it, you're at the Queen rank?"
Looking down at the Dark Elf lying before him, Li Meng thought to himself.
After shedding her black robe, the Dark Elf's power not only dropped a full rank but also lost the identity of being a God's Apostle.
"She's so beautiful!"
Scanning the Dark Elf's voluptuous figure, Li Meng smirked wickedly.
Although the Dark Elf's skin was a bit dark,
its slightly purplish hue made her incredibly alluring.
"Boss, she's alive again!"
After drinking Li Meng's blood, the Dark Elf's body started to change.
Her previously still heart began beating powerfully once more.
Standing nearby, Yue E appeared a little anxious.
If the elf woke up, things could get tricky.
"Don't worry, she won't wake up just yet!"
The Dark Elf had taken a direct hit from the water cannon.
There was no way she could recover that quickly.
Without the protection of the black robe, the body would have long been torn apart.
The water cannon was a kinetic attack.
Its power was no less than a supersonic boulder smashing into a person.
With a grin, Li Meng sat down beside the Dark Elf.
His gaze was fixed on the distant Black Mountain Tribe.
The commotion here had already caught the attention of the Black Mountain Tribe’s Lizardmen.
However, they only dared to watch the battle between the strong from a distance.
Black Mountain Tribe, the Chief's wooden house.
"Chief, Chief, something’s wrong!"
The two sides inside the wooden house were about to start their discussion.
A Lizardman hurriedly ran in.
“There’s movement in the southern waters. The black robe from before seems to have been captured by Goblins!”
This news caused the expressions of everyone in the wooden house to change slightly.
Scarface looked both shocked and uncertain.
The elders of the Black Mountain Tribe were utterly bewildered.
In their eyes, the black robe was incredibly mysterious and powerful.
How could it be defeated by mere Goblins?
The Lizardmen of the Yue Clan Tribe, however, brightened up.
Bai Ling frowned slightly, her gaze falling on Scarface.
Inside the wooden house, Bai Ling’s clear and ethereal voice rang out.
“Chief Scarface, you should already understand the situation with the northern swamp’s Lizardmen. I won’t elaborate further. Hand over the Sacrificial Plate. It is a disaster-bearing item. Once it’s used, it requires the blood sacrifice of the entire tribe to summon the Savage God. This is utterly meaningless.”
Blood sacrifice of the entire tribe?
Bai Ling’s words caused the Black Mountain Tribe’s Lizardmen elders to look at one another in dismay.
Scarface’s expression darkened, and he immediately retorted.
“That’s impossible! The black robe said that as long as we have devout faith, we can activate the plate and summon the Savage God, Akuya!”
Bai Ling maintained an impassive face, meeting Scarface’s gaze.
A faint trace of ridicule flashed through her eyes, difficult for others to detect.
How foolish. Just as foolish as always.
They dared to treat an unknown and dangerous object as their ultimate trump card.
“Chief Scarface, why would the black robe help the Black Mountain Tribe?”
“What does this mean to them? What benefit do they gain?”
“Why are they hiding in the shadows, watching the Black Mountain Tribe?”
“Is it to protect the Black Mountain Tribe?”
“Or to ensure that the Black Mountain Tribe summons the Savage God, Akuya?”
Bai Ling’s successive questions caused the expression on Scarface’s face to shift.
In truth, he was willing to believe her words.
Because the black robe indeed gave him an uneasy feeling.
“Hand over the Sacrificial Plate and surrender to the Boss. The Boss will deal with the humans invading the Black Mountain Marshlands!”
Surrender to Goblins?
Scarface’s face turned cold.
He sneered at Bai Ling, the High Priest of the Yue Clan Tribe, in front of him.
“High Priest Bai Ling, even if the Black Mountain Tribe faces extinction, we will never lick the Goblins’ behinds. That disgusts me!”
The chief’s words made the Black Mountain Tribe elders nod repeatedly.
They were swamp Lizardmen.
How could they submit to such ugly creatures like Goblins?
Scarface’s undisguised ridicule made the Yue Clan Tribe’s elders glare angrily.
Facing Scarface’s mockery, Bai Ling let out a sigh.
“You haven’t changed at all. For power, for the privilege of being served by your clansmen, you remain just as savage and ignorant as ever, treating your clansmen like ants!”
Bai Ling stood up.
She looked down at Scarface from above.
“My ancestors cowardly fled from here, but I will not!”
With those words, killing intent surged in Bai Ling’s eyes.
Rolling icy mist erupted around her.
It surged like a storm, engulfing the entire wooden house.
Outside, frost burst through the chief’s wooden house doors and windows.
The cold air made the Lizardmen gathered outside shiver.