A different world game? A different world game!

"gather!"

The centurion's booming voice echoed from outside the military camp.

Serena and her companions, who were still chatting, quickly got up, picked up their weapons, and hurried out.

The elven troops lived up to their reputation as an elite force. When they assembled, they stood in neat and orderly positions, quietly awaiting the centurion's orders.

“I know that some of you can’t understand why we should take action against those gray-skinned guys.”

I understand that some of you are reluctant to harm your own kind, even those who have committed murder.

The centurion, clad in elegant, form-fitting armor and wielding a beautifully crafted cross-shaped sword, stood atop the platform and spoke loudly.

"I understand how you feel, but I must tell you that this conflict was instigated by the Darkmoon Elves."

They are traitors! They have betrayed the Elven race and no longer consider themselves our people. They have seized our ports and now they are trying to take over our mines.

If this continues, will they continue to invade our cities, plunder our homes, and harm our families?

They have forgotten their elven identity and degenerated into utter bandits!

The centurion delivered a passionate declaration.

The elves, who had initially looked confused, gradually became more excited, and their confusion slowly faded away.

"So that's how it is?" Serena murmured to herself.

Her companion beside her was already shouting excitedly, "Trial those murderers and make them atone for their fallen compatriots!"

"That's right, they also killed our friends, those noble guards who stood guard at the mine even when their lives were threatened."

They must pay the price for what they've done!

After a speech to boost morale.

The centurion raised his arm and led his troops toward the mine.

The accompanying troops were not just these five hundred or so elves, but also a large number of auxiliary troops. In fact, the auxiliary troops were the real main force of this operation.

After all, there's no reason to let your precious elf master charge ahead and become cannon fodder.

These servant armies included both humans and orcs.

They were all recruited as subordinates when the elves dominated the world and conquered various regions.

The continent of Tete is not inhabited solely by elves. Besides the continent's center and some important cities, many other cities also have human settlements. Some commercial and port cities, in particular, have large numbers of immigrants.

They also considered themselves part of the elven rule and still recognized the elven leadership.

There's no right or wrong here; at least living in an elven city is much more comfortable than living in other cities outside.

The team slowly arrived at their destination.

The mine camp, which should have only included work and mining areas, is now surrounded by a wall.

The darkmoon elves, with their greyish-white skin and eyes that sparkled like stars, stared intently at the radiant elves who were attempting to invade.

"You arrogant bunch, are you trying to steal our things again?"

The Darkmoon Elf standing atop the tower, seemingly the temporary leader of the mine, was shouting and cursing.

With the help of magic, his voice clearly reached everyone's ears.

"Stop talking nonsense, you bunch of murderers, traitors, and thieves."

Get out of this mine now, or don't blame us for being impolite!

With that, the centurion raised his greatsword and pointed it directly at his opponent.

"call out!"

An arrow pierced the air in an instant, grazing past the centurion and only causing the white deer he was riding to sway slightly, without causing any real damage.

"Hmph! Prepare the Demon-Melting Fireball!"

The centurion said no more; at this point, words alone were clearly insufficient to resolve the issue.

As soon as he gave the command, several elven mages immediately raised their long vine staffs, chanting incantations. The magical power of fire in the air instantly surged and coalesced into a massive fireball. As this fireball expanded, it developed a fluid, molten texture.

In just ten seconds, a huge lava fireball about three meters in diameter took shape, and the scorching heat emanating from the fireball distorted and deformed the surrounding air.

"The rest of you, get ready, fire!"

At the command, a large number of arrows, imbued with various magical energies, whistled through the air and shot towards the city wall.

A thin magical shield instantly rose up, steadily blocking all the arrows amidst the ripples that spread outwards.

Seeing this, the centurion revealed a confident smile: "Hmph, it seems that the magic barrier you built in such a short time is nothing special."

You should know that such defenses are no match for us. By withdrawing now, we, in the spirit of goodwill, will forgive your mistakes.

Although the other side has severed ties with them, most of the Radiant Elves still believe deep down that they belong to the same race.

"Enough with the nonsense, come at me if you dare!"

"Stubborn fool, fire!"

The enormous lava fireball, as if launched by a catapult, flew with tremendous force, arcing over the enemy's city walls and hurtling towards the mine.

A magical barrier rose again, and several bright beams of light shot out from the mining camp, merging into the magical barrier and forcefully blocking the lava fireball.

"boom!"

The enormous lava fireball exploded violently, with a deafening roar, and a powerful wave of heat swept outwards.

Under the impact of this powerful explosion, the entire magical barrier shook violently, creating wave after wave of ripples.

"They can't hold on any longer! Keep attacking, use magic!"

A barrage of elemental arrows and various magical projectiles rained down, crashing into the opponent's magical barrier.

The makeshift magical barrier ultimately could not withstand such a fierce attack, and instantly shattered like glass, turning into countless rays of light and disappearing without a trace.

"The enemy's barrier has been breached! Iron Wall Regiment, advance!"

The auxiliary troops, clad in heavy armor and wielding heavy shields and spears, lined up in a tight row, exuding a powerful aura as they approached the city walls step by step.

The elves followed behind, shooting arrow after arrow at the enemy.

Even from the air, one could see the thrilling scene of arrows from both sides colliding and intercepting each other.

Seeing this, the other side also dispatched its auxiliary troops.

In reality, during the Elven civil war, the so-called walls were of little significance; a large number of magical attacks were enough to destroy them in an instant.

Moreover, this city wall is merely a makeshift structure temporarily constructed using earth elemental magic and plant manipulation techniques.

The enemy mage can easily cast an earthquake spell or other powerful spell to instantly destroy such a defensive structure.

The two sides' allied forces instantly clashed, and the stench of blood quickly filled the entire battlefield.

The elves, meanwhile, were shooting arrows at each other and unleashing all sorts of magic to attack.

As soon as the first elf charged into the battle, more and more elves, clad in exquisite magical armor and wielding melee weapons, followed suit.

They slaughtered their allied troops with incredible speed, easily breaching the defenses.

Soon, the elves from both sides met head-on on the battlefield.

As the war intensified, the morale of both sides was completely ignited, and they had long since put aside their pre-war anxieties and discontent over fratricide.

"You arrogant oppressors, you even want to steal our only mineral resource? You're nothing but a bunch of robbers!"

A darkmoon elf with greyish-white skin wielded two swords in both hands, swinging them swiftly and powerfully, like a graceful dancer on the battlefield.

His opponent was Serena, who was gripping a heavy knight's greatsword. The two exchanged blows fiercely.

"Traitor, murderer, still trying to deny it!"

The two continued shouting insults at each other without stopping their actions. (End of Chapter)