Reincarnated as incubus: I didn't mean to seduce you!
Chapter 747 - 234 Adela: Don't Rip Off Our Last Veil of Decency (10K)_2

If at first the elves utilized the cover of forests and thickets for swift runs or ambushes, now the Elf Rangers were much bolder.

The Frenzy Barbarian Commander had never considered that these Elf Rangers, once they left their safe hiding spots, would be relentlessly pursued until death.

All he could see was them wearing light armor, with strands resembling translucent ropes, pulling them through the air from one corner of the sky to the other.

Their speed was much faster than simply running under normal circumstances.

Some highly skilled Barbarians, even when crammed onto the fragments of their shattered boats by the blast waves, managed to quickly regain their footing and began attempting to counterattack the Elf Rangers.

However, the reaction of the Elf Rangers was even quicker. Who said you can't attack while switching postures in midair?

Moving and shooting was also a strong suit for the Elf Rangers. Relying on the Slime Mucus Silk Threads from the Gluttonous Slime, they darted between the branches of the Golden Tree. As soon as their targets came within range, they unleashed a Storm of Counterattack.

A continuous volley of arrows rained down like droplets from the sky, extinguishing many tribal warriors' determination to resist with its cold, rain-like deluge.

The vast majority of Barbarians had never witnessed such a terrifying spectacle. A portion of them with weaker wills were even stripped of their Frenzy-induced madness during this counterassault storm.

Little did they know that the Elf Rangers were already striking with anger.

In the battle at Wandong City, the Elf Rangers had suffered an unjust defeat.

Only later did they learn that the blinding light, like the scorching sun that nearly blinded them, was a constant rule found in those known as the children of Shangdiya.

Perhaps some races, due to scarce interaction with divine beings, didn't fully grasp what such radiant glory, impenetrable to ordinary professions, really meant.

But the Elf Rangers were, after all, a major force of the Supreme Forest, and the elves had a deeper understanding of the deities they worshipped.

Such an ability to shield themselves in Holy Light, almost conceptual in nature, in their opinion, could only come from deities equally powerful and terrifying.

For example, the Lord of Dawn, who represented the world's first light.

What puzzled them was why those Undead, given their nature, were not regarded as the children of Losanda instead?

Why were they instead labeled as the children of Shangdiya?

If they couldn't figure it out, then why bother thinking about it!

In any case, they had already become prisoners. Although those Undead had also received the empowerment of divine forces, the Elf Rangers simply refused to accept it.

After all, the light that obscured their entire field of vision was just too much of a cheat.

If they had any slight understanding of it, they wouldn't have been killed so easily in the first place, standing powerless as their eyes nearly went blind, allowing the Undead and Rangers to rapidly close the distance.

The Elf Rangers were indignant!

To die in a one-on-one battle was one thing, but being captured using such underhanded tactics—they might not say much on the surface, but deep down they were fuming.

Boy, were they frustrated!

Yet, before they even had a chance to get angry, they saw a god-chosen blasting the Lord of Lancaster to pieces at full force.

That apparition hovering in midair, with a face of cold hues, deeply pained them, leaving no room for the emotions that were once at the back of their minds.

Later on, after leaving the Dungeon, they immediately sought to understand the history of the past six hundred plus years of the void period.

The more they learned, the more shocked they became.

What kind of mess was this history of over six hundred years?

The destruction of the goblin empire was normal; after all, the multi-nation Alliance, despite marching in different directions, had a network of shared information.

Of course, they were aware that the goblin empire had been at the end of its tether and couldn't hold on much longer.

But... what the heck was going on with Humans?

To have the Sky Wing Species as the leader, followed closely by the main races under the gods worshipped by various kingdoms, and then to establish the holy Briania; how had Humans, in just over six hundred years, completely taken over the leadership?

What kind of joke was that?

The Elf Rangers were certainly aware that, even on the continent, Humans were not to be considered weak.

Quick to reproduce, a part of the population with the gift of Magic, a strong endurance, a slightly above-average height among humanoid races, hands that were slightly inferior to those of elves but still skillful...

All these factors combined inevitably resulted in the profound depth of the entire Human population.

But...

In their era, Humans were somewhat invisible in the eyes of other major races.

In less than two hundred years, Humans became the core ethnic group of the holy Briania, without parallel, with over half of the managers from the bottom to the top being Human.

It is said that all this was the will of the gods.

If all this was still beyond their realm of understanding, what in the world was the Bell Federation that had been created in just over two hundred years, covering a vast territory?