"World Tree Bow!"

Milanla and the other person exclaimed simultaneously.

They immediately recognized the longbow in Herag's hand.

Milanla and the other exchanged a glance and promptly cast a green shield around themselves.

They were very familiar with the World Tree Bow and knew that its arrows had no flight trajectory and could teleport directly in front of them.

Bang!

The arrow exploded, and Milanla and the other were knocked back several meters by the shockwave.

"World Tree Bow? So that's what it's called." Herag said in Elven with a deep voice.

Milanla and the other person remained silent, clearly not intending to say more to Herag.

They quickly gathered magic power in their hands, ready to attack Herag.

But Herag drew the World Tree Bow and fired two arrows in quick succession.

The spells in Milanla and the other's hands hadn't been released in time and had to be interrupted to cast two more shields around themselves.

The previous arrows had blown their shields to bits, leaving them tattered and in need of replacement.

But this left them unable to deal with Herag.

The three arrows forced Milanla and the other person to dodge continually.

Herag gave them no breathing room, shooting arrows as if they cost nothing.

Under this barrage of continuous explosions, Milanla and the other could only flee in embarrassment.

They were two high-tier spellcasters, yet they were being forced into such a predicament by someone nearing a middle-tier caster, feeling quite frustrated.

"Damn it! Is his bloodline power really this strong, to be able to use the World Tree Bow like this?" Milanla cursed quietly.

The World Tree Bow demands high bloodline power from its user—the stronger the bloodline power, the easier it is to use, consuming only energy.

But if one's bloodline power is insufficient, the cost of using the World Tree Bow is life energy.

In other words, someone like Cole using the World Tree Bow drains their own life energy, shortening their lifespan.

Herag thought it only consumed energy due to his overly powerful bloodline power.

Among the Elf Race, only Royal Elves were qualified to use the World Tree Bow.

Only they had the strong bloodline power necessary to wield the World Tree Bow.

The World Tree Bow was made from branches of the World Mother Tree, containing the World Tree's magical power.

Such World Tree Bows are rare; even Milanla hadn't seen many before, yet this wizard had one.

Standing next to the Shadow Altar, Herag wildly shot arrows with the World Tree Bow, turning Milanla and the other into prey scurrying about.

"We have to leave." Seeing no chance of approaching Herag, Milanla decided to retreat, turning to run.

At the same time, more battle sounds and magical explosions emanated from two other places.

Herag glanced in that direction, guessing those areas also had elves invading and causing trouble.

From the looks of it, things weren't going well there either.

Herag merely observed, not intending to offer assistance.

He wasn't familiar with the others, and not many respected the three of them.

Just guarding his own Shadow Altar was no easy feat.

Before long, a group flew over from Base 27, all Level 2 Wizards based on their aura.

Kane landed near Herag and asked, "Where are they?"

Herag replied, "I drove them away."

Kane glanced at the altar, still intact, and nodded approvingly. "Nice work, I'll check over there."

Herag maintained his combat posture.

In case those two elves executed a surprise attack again.

Moreover, he couldn't be sure that more elves weren't hidden elsewhere.

The Lime Mountain Range was vast, and Shenlan's environmental detection covered only a small area, insufficient for thorough monitoring.

Herag had only detected Milanla and the other because they came within 1,000 meters, within Shenlan's detection range.

"World Tree Bow..." Herag looked at the longbow in his hand, feeling it was perhaps not as simple as he initially imagined.

Judging by the expression of the two elves, this thing was evidently extraordinary.

Herag was curious about how Cole, a middle-tier caster, managed to obtain it.

He could only marvel at Cole's luck in getting such a treasure.

Elsewhere, as Milanla and the other retreated, they noticed someone approaching rapidly from a distance, realizing it was wizard reinforcements.

To their left and right, two teams were destroying altars as part of a task.

Milanla chose the closer side and shouted: "Retreat!"

The two elves were still entangled with a wizard, the altar already completely destroyed.

They also intended to eliminate the wizard.

However, their opponent was of high-tier spellcaster level, not easily slain.

Milanla arrived and yelled for a retreat, likely indicating a situation change, prompting them to follow suit.

...

The next day, Herag looked at the two elves shackled with anti-magic handcuffs and silently stood by.

Last night, a total of six elves infiltrated to destroy the altar, with four escaping and two captured.

Among the three attacked altars, only Herag's remained completely intact.

The other two altars were either fully destroyed or had crucial structures damaged.

Now, the guardians of those two altars were not looking pleased.

They were all from various forces in the Land of Dawn, and these occurrences were accounting mishaps.

When it came time to divide resources, these incidents would undoubtedly be discussed, leading to fewer resources for their faction.

In the future, they'd become scapegoats for this failure.

Visiting the Elf Plane didn't yield benefits—instead, they became errant.

Of course, Herag and his group received no rewards either.

Guarding it was their duty, failing was their mistake.

Parker sternly glanced at those who had failed to guard the altar and then looked at the two elves, quickly shifting to a smile. "These elves are really daring; it seems I've been too lenient, time for them to bleed a little."

He clapped his hands. "Today, let those little cuties test the waters, so these elves know that we're not so easy to deal with."

The Elf Race dared to infiltrate and destroy the altar, so Parker had intentions of a counter-response.

When he clapped, all demons within the Lime Mountain Range suddenly paused, then uniformly gazed towards Oberstein's direction.

Subsequently, the demons charged, racing towards Oberstein.

The demon army surged out of the Lime Mountain Range, kicking up vast clouds of dust.

Grayish-yellow dust rolled across the earth.

The demon army rushed out of the Lime Mountain Range, heading straight for the border guards outside Oberstein.

The roars of various demons echoed one after another, creating an overwhelming spectacle.

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