Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high!

"Swift Wind Squad requests armory support, support target: Gravity Gun!" Xunying's deputy was the first to use Spiritual Energy, utilizing their authorized Elf identity to initiate a remote request to some presence in the void.

A certain ethereal echo in the void resonated only in the mind of the requester, "Request approved, support target is being teleported. Please ensure the teleportation target point is set up and the area cleared of debris!"

"Confirmed!"

"Teleportation underway..."

Elf Squad formed a circle, and the deputy who had initiated the request marked the teleportation target point in the center of their formation with Spiritual Energy.

And the Elf armory in that void used this as the target point to begin the Superspatial Transmission.

With a giant silver gun-shaped object slowly appearing as a phantom and gradually solidifying.

"Let's begin."

Leaving those words behind, Xunying advanced alone.

The remaining nine Elves worked together to rotate the gun to aim in the right direction, while simultaneously adjusting their Spiritual Energy to match the waveband required by the Gravity Gun as closely as possible.

As the nine Elves infused their Spiritual Energy together, the silver gun transformed the energy into a form powerful enough to twist reality.

The direction the gun's barrel was pointing began to blur, shrouded in a mist as if engulfed by steaming vapor...

Feeling the oppressive, stormy pressure that loomed from the void, the Knife-Face Orc glanced gently to the side and rear of his body without making any move.

He had purposely hung the captured Elf high in the sky to lure out these hidden Elves.

Otherwise, for his Orc kind, it was either to kill or toss the captive; there was no such protocol for treating prisoners.

In order not to frighten the Elves, he had even brought only the weakest group of chopper boys from his subordinates to this wilderness far from their tribe.

However, since the opposition still dared not show themselves directly in front of him, he might as well let those little sprouts prepare a bit more.

Knife-Face Orc didn't care, but the chopper boys laughing under his command didn't have his strength and awareness.

Those with sharper senses among them felt the inexplicable oppressive force in an instant and cautiously scanned their surroundings. The silver silhouette of the gigantic Gravity Gun set up by the Elves only a kilometer away surely couldn't escape their gaze.

And in an instant, they pointed in that direction and began to hop up and down with loud "huff huff hah hah" sounds.

But before they could react in any way that affected the situation, the pressure solidified in an instant, and a mountainous force descended upon them.

Every limb, even every cell in their bodies, groaned insanely and uncontrollably sank toward the ground beneath their feet.

Almost simultaneously with this force's arrival on each Orc, the whistling of cutting wind struck from afar.

Even before the attack arrived, the sharp chill, like a blade grazing the skin, was chilling.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

Arrows shot forth like rain, and those marked by Spiritual Energy to be exempt from the Gravity Field's effect passed through the affected area without losing any force and unaffected.

"Thud thud thud~" The sound of arrows piercing flesh rang out, and even the tough Orcs were easily penetrated by the arrows, pinned to the ground, struggling to move.

The penetrating force of the arrows might have been fatal for humans, but for Orc physiology, such small puncture wounds were not a problem. The real issue was the extraordinary gravity imposed upon them that completely pinned their limbs to the ground, making it difficult even to lift a finger, let alone pull out the arrows that nailed them down.

The green bodies trying to struggle on the ground looked like a bunch of writhing tentacled mutant octopuses, with only the figure at the very center remaining resolutely still, facing the arrows shooting down like rain without dodging, catching them all.

Soon, he was turned into a porcupine.

But not much time had passed.

The Gravity Gun was already enhancing the weapon at maximum capacity for the members of the Elf Squad. But even with the level of Spiritual Energy of these elves, such a weapon couldn't be sustained for long.

As the nine members of the Elf Squad maintaining the energy output of the Gravity Gun began to turn pale and show signs of trembling, the extraordinary Gravity Field that had covered the Orcs' area dissipated into nothingness.

"Waaaagh!"

"Waaaagh!"

The group of chopper boys, suppressed for a while, started to cry out again.

Their kind was naturally immune to being defeated by pain or injury unless their limbs were completely shattered. As long as the main body of their limbs was intact, these Orcs retained their maximum vitality.

But that was all. Each Orc had been hit by at least several arrows piercing their core bodies, releasing quite a bit of Primordial Fungal Soup essential for life. Apart from their voices, they didn't have much ability to move.

Watching the Orcs pinned all over the ground regain some vitality the moment the Gravity Field vanished, a serious glint flashed in Xunying's eyes.

These chopper boys Orcs hadn't died, but they had also lost the ability to fight.

Just a spark would be enough to consume them.

But if these chopper boys Orcs hadn't died, what about the biggest one of them all?