After Maxing out all Classes

ully about this issue and nodded, “Anyway, we have to hurry.
The two elf tribes, White Birch and Baiyang are both besieged by monsters and both sides need to be saved.
We have to work against the clock now.”

When he heard him mention the names of White Birch and Baiyang Forest, Robb suddenly remembered something, “Wait a minute, I have a way for you to get there immediately…”

He remembered the last time he and Madeline rode on a griffin to Lost City, they inadvertently activated several transmission points.
Were they not the transmission points for the White Birch and Baiyang?

Meanwhile, deep in the White Birch Forest.

There always seems to be one or two elf villages hidden in the darkest and deepest part of the forest, isolated from the world, not easily leaving the mountains and forests, and living in peace.

However, at this moment, the peaceful little village in the White Birch Forest is undergoing a fierce war.

On the natural wall made of trees surrounding the village, there are now a large number of elf archers pulling bows and shooting desperately outside.
Outside the wall, there are countless goblins, kobolds, trolls, and orcs…

One elf archer's hand is sore from shooting, but he gritted his teeth and persists, pulling back the bowstring again and shooting out a multi-arrow that takes down more than a dozen goblins, but he is too weak to pull the elf longbow again.
He gasped for breath and loudly called out to the White Birch Elder on the tree behind him, “Elder, where did so many monsters come from? There are too many of them.”

The White Birch Elder said with a bitter face, “I don't know…
It seems that something is happening in the outside world, which has forced all these monsters into the depths of the forest.”

“Elder, we can't hold on much longer.” An elf magician retreated from the front, his body depleted of magic and swaying unsteadily.

The White Birch Elder shouted loudly, “We have to hold on, we have already sent out a magic owl to Westwind City, they must have sent reinforcements.
Hold on for another two days, they will come.”

“In two days' time, we will all die.” The elven magician exclaimed, “The archers are already so tired that their arms are numb and they cannot draw their bows, and the magicians have all depleted their magical power.
We cannot hold on any longer.”

In truth, the elf elder knew this as well, but what could he do? The village was surrounded on all sides by monsters that had come from all directions in a dwarf amount of time.
They had nowhere to retreat to, and he couldn't understand why so many monsters had gathered in the depths of the forest.

“Regardless, we must hold on for two more days.” The elf elder said, “It will take at least two days for reinforcements to arrive from Westwind City.”

When this order reached the ears of the archers and magic users, everyone felt a wave of despair.

Two days!

It was too long!

Just then, the sky suddenly echoed with the cry of a dragonhawk, and two agile dragonhawk knights appeared in the distance.
They were wearing shiny green leather armor that was clearly not ordinary, and held yellow wood longbows that were also imbued with powerful enchantments.

The two dragonhawk knights arrived over the village in a flash, and one of them shouted loudly, “Don't worry, our fellow comrades below, reinforcements from Westwind City will arrive soon.”

With that, the two dragonhawk knights simultaneously drew their bows and aimed at the monster army below.
“Multi-shot!”