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The afternoon sun seems to have lost its shape in this forest. The light passes through the treetops, showing a dark, gray color. The slight wind blows through the treetops, making a soft rustling sound, but in this sound
It was mixed with some kind of special sound, it was clear and crisp, like a chant, but it was nothing more than the chirping of insects.
Edward stopped, but his body couldn't help but sway slightly.
Giant dragons, undead, gods... the bizarre scenes in the dream just now, all neighed in this weak voice, seeming to pull his soul back to that ancient battlefield.
Is it a curse? Or some kind of ritual?
No, this should be a special... call. It is a special resonance that only you can feel.
Therefore, when he raised his eyes, the trees in front of him seemed to separate one by one to form a wide road, welcoming him into the depths of this mystery. After pondering for a moment, he stepped into the deep darkness.
As a result, all the light faded among the trees around him. When he took the fiftieth step, the passage seemed to have entered a world shrouded in darkness. Everything became silent except for the old withered trees under his feet.
The soft rustling of leaves makes people feel that this is not a dream.
The passage is quiet and lengthy.
The darkness, that wonderful darkness, continued like this, but Edward found that he did not seem to consider the existence of this darkness. In his heart, somewhere somewhere, there was a voice urging him. Urging him to move forward, toward
Before... I knew that time had quietly passed an hourglass scale.
In the world shrouded in darkness, a ray of light appeared,
Edward's eyes turned slightly, and he saw the lovely light yellow color, and also noticed that at some point, there was no road in front of him. Looking forward with the help of that faint luster, he could only see a tall tree.
, thick, huge trees that seem to occupy all the gaps around them.
And the existence that gave him the call seemed to be here, waiting for his arrival.
"Welcome, mortal... I originally thought that it would take you some time to adapt to this new environment."
The crisp sound gradually appeared as the figure gradually appeared. It seemed as if it was slowly melting from the air beside the trees. The robe mixed with gray and lust swayed slightly with the breeze in the forest, outlining the figure standing quietly.
The shadow is silent, like a ghost.
Actually it was not a ghost but an elf.
"Well, what's the matter?"
The psychic raised his head and looked at the emerald green hair on the figure's head and the slender ears beneath it that marked his identity. He twitched the corners of his mouth and answered, speaking in a relaxed tone as if he were talking to someone he met on the street.
Old friends say hello.
The latter's eyes widened because of this answer. It was obvious that the opening remarks he had originally prepared were thrown into chaos by this heartless greeting, and he had to reorganize his emotions before finally speaking reluctantly.
"We are going to ask you to go to a place."
"Don't go!"
"You have no choice!"
After a series of counterarguments, the female elf finally couldn't bear the anger in her heart. She cursed angrily and raised her hands at the same time.
Just after this action, more figures appeared one after another on the huge tree and higher up the tree.
A few people cover all angles, making people feel as if they are surrounded by thousands of troops. The light brown cloak and the shade of the trees perfectly blend into yiti, and even the blades on the bows and arrows show this inconspicuous look.
Color.
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He's actually a half-elf.
"But what does he have to do with me?" The psychic warlock raised his head, and his questioning tone seemed to come from nature.
"Stop bluffing, isn't he one of your subordinates?" The female elf's brows instantly tightened! After a pause, she shouted in a stern tone.
However, that human being was unmoved.
"Ah, yes, he is a subordinate, but he only takes money to do things. Although a druid is somewhat capable, but... Oh, by the way, did you catch him because he defected?" said the psychic warlock.
A look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face: "Oh... you don't think that their existence is important enough to threaten me, do you?"
"you!"
The female elf's eyebrows were raised, but she was speechless for a moment. After a pause, she lowered her head and squeezed out a question.
"Don't try to lie to me. Your entire city is built under their command, and this old man is responsible for all the work in your entire city! And this woman, don't tell me, you don't know His Majesty Corellon's importance to our church.
How do you say, for these despicable degenerates, unless they change their beliefs, otherwise, we will never mind sending them back to that dirty female spider!"
Edward's brows frowned slightly.
"This idiot..." He cursed silently, but obviously no one could find a trace of worry on his expression: "Huh? Your skills are not small, aren't the Ѿlings and drows?
We are sworn enemies. You didn't kill her. It's really rare. Oh, by the way, you are a druid, so you have already given up your loyalty to His Majesty Corellon, right?"
"Put away your composure, no matter how you try to hide it, you can't just sit back and watch their lives be affected."
The female elf snorted coldly. She stared closely at the figure's face, as if she wanted to observe the changes in his thoughts from the most detailed perspective. Unfortunately, facing a psychic, such efforts are destined to lead to disappointment. Even with that ordinary face,
She looked at each other in confusion, without revealing even the slightest bit of mental activity.
However, they are obviously not good people. This is certain.
Dahne aside, she is still an indispensable figure for the old man. He can make everyone in the city unaware, which means that these guys are obviously just the magic circle and not just a casual course.
Seize this opportunity and come prepared.
This is obviously more difficult than something more random. So what? If I don't do what you say, what can you do, kill him? Please feel free, I don't lack this anyway.
Planting human hands." The psychic said with a smile.
It seems that I should really consider opening a special passage for those drows directly into the city... No, or find a few female drow priests to build a special passage for Dahni in the dungeon.
It was a mistake to have the altar ready. I thought it was more popular recently.
After the sea calmed down, Dahni was sent back to the gathering place of the drows, allowing her to gather some dignity. However, she did not expect that someone who had been preparing for a long time would take advantage of her. Faced with the words of the druids around the world,
, Dahni's own strength, coupled with those few guards, is indeed not enough.
Fortunately, the other party was trying to accomplish a certain purpose this time, so it didn't end in trouble.
Although the light in the woods was extremely dim, it was nothing to Edward. He glanced over and noticed the slight rise and fall of the chests of the three people in a long and regular pattern, which was the standard physical sign of a person sleeping soundly. The other party did not seem to have any.
It is necessary to deal with this key issue. The psychic warlock nodded, and a spiritual word was transmitted into the minds of the three people.
Unfortunately, he seemed to be sleeping very deeply.
"So, what do you want?"
"We have no ill intentions, we just want to ask you to come with us... to a place to cooperate with some activities we need. Ah, please don't doubt our sincerity, after all, we have even violated your principles as an elf, and
Nothing detrimental was done to this Ms. Zhuoer."
The long silence was like a piece of lead. It weighed on everyone's heart and made their nerves tense. So after a pause, a druid couldn't help shouting: "If possible, we don't have any
I have the intention to harm her, and in the great name of the God of Nature, I guarantee that this trip will not cause any harm to you or these people, even the smallest wēixié, not to your property or to
your lives,"
Edward couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
This wēixié is really clumsy enough that even the most stupid nobles would not use such a straightforward form, but it is no wonder that these guys who hang out with wild animals all day long obviously cannot understand how to deal with people in the civilized world.
Not to mention the so-called wēixié and blackmail techniques, in fact, the thought of capturing hostages has completely exceeded the tactical bottom line in their thinking.
So, what earth-shattering event could make these guys do such an outrageous thing?
Edward narrowed his eyes and scanned the faces of these people, but soon he felt a little disappointed. It seemed that the other party was extremely well prepared for his battle. Every druid's consciousness seemed to be knocked into
In a lead box, one or two thoughts revealed here and there were also blurred by tension.
Back off!”
she reminded.
But it's still a step too late,
An invisible psychic power exploded on his forehead like a heavy hammer, and the druid obviously didn't expect that this young man dressed as a mage would take action as soon as he said it, without even giving him any preparation, and it seemed that
They didn't care about the hostages in their hands at all, so this blow was particularly powerful.
The poor guy screamed and flew backwards, and then realized the disadvantages of climbing higher. The height of the tree and its not dense branches just helped him complete a series of three steps with an astonishingly difficult degree of difficulty in mid-air.
He turned around at 1600 degrees, and when he fell heavily to the ground, his whole body was broken, and he fainted in embarrassment.
"I don't like people interrupting when I'm talking, and I'm not interested in letting others treat me as a fool." The psychic slowly shook his head: "Under what circumstances do you think someone would ask for a favor?"
How can a person take so much pains to lay a trap of this scale?"
The druid may have heard it, but in those silver eyes, he felt like a frog being stared at by a giant snake. His limbs were trembling slightly, but he couldn't move at all!
Putting one hand on the branches, a green luster surged and crazily poured into the trees! The majestic power almost matched the combined energy of several restoration spells, and the facts proved that it was not
Wasted, that tall oak tree shook violently, almost shaking itself down.
There was a soft ding sound, and a true red flame ignited in his hand. The flames rolled up his arm, and in an instant it was like wings extending behind him. At that moment, he was like a demon walking out of hell.
It left a waterfall of flames behind, igniting the surrounding area within a hundred feet into a sea of fire in just the blink of an eye!
The power to control flames is actually not very powerful. After all, as a primary psychic energy, it cannot catalyze the temperature of the flame to a level that can dry out the water. What it can control is actually only the size of the flame.
However, for the tree people, no matter what kind of flame it was, it was actually deadly enough. The flames almost climbed onto their bodies in the blink of an eye, and no matter how they flapped their huge arms, they would not go out. And the biggest problem was.
It's just that these tree people are not magical creatures in nature. They have accumulated combat experience over a long period of time. After looking at the root cause, they are just pseudo-tree people that temporarily gained life after magic was added to the plants.
A large number of tree roots were turned up from the ground. Thick branches and rhizomes were twisted and tangled, forming huge limbs with the split trunk part. And the large number of wood tumors on the upper part of the trunk formed a part that somewhat resembled a face, and it looked up to the sky and let out a cry.
A roaring sound was produced by a strong wind blowing through the woods.
The sound was so loud that it seemed like the whole forest was shaken.
At this moment, everyone held their breath and stared at the rising smoke. The leaves flying in the sky and the root systems emerging from the ground were lifted up into the air, as if they had reversed the process of falling, and when those roots were completely separated from the earth.
By that time, it had become entangled and curled like a living thing. Dozens of trees rose up from the smoke and dust. As they entangled and deformed, they turned into a life that was more than ten feet tall and had a rough human appearance.
"Dryad"
Six arrows passed through his body, like passing through a wisp of smoke. The huge kinetic energy splashed countless dead leaves on the soft ground, but after all, they could not hurt the black shadow, and the latter just didn't care.
He waved his hand, and a series of terrifying boom-boom sounds sounded one after another! Every archer had to awkwardly stabilize his body to prevent himself from being injured by the rebound of the suddenly broken longbow!
Her eyes tightened, and she realized that she had made a huge mistake...
If this person is really the existence in the legend, then he is undoubtedly playing with fire... Is it too stupid to provoke an existence that can fight with God?
But then, she bit her lip stubbornly, because everything had not been settled yet. Even though the descriptions in the predictions were matching, she would never believe that that person was the legendary one until the last moment.
That being, the savior of the druids.
"Despicable!" the female elf couldn't help but screamed, but still waved her hand: "It's just a flame, put it out!"
So, in the blink of an eye, there was actually a muffled thunder in the forest, and a large dark cloud gathered above the tree canopy at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then, accompanied by a golden lightning, a sudden heavy rain poured down, almost
In an instant, the fire that had just started was poured out.
As soon as the fire was extinguished, the thunderstorm continued to move forward, with several flashes of lightning
The shock of the magic network, calming down and reorganizing certain scenes in that memory, seemed to be merging with some of the things in front of him, so he half tried and half followed his intuition and reached out. That kind of
It feels very qíguài, like the first jiēchù, a bit like the first magic that Edward released when he was just able to learn spells, mixed with excitement and nervousness, carefully instilling his power bit by bit...
"This is impossible!"
At that moment, almost all the druids were screaming mentally or vocally.
Because in his sight, the huge, two-story-tall beast lay down in front of Edward. The tangled branches loosened, and its weak limbs made its huge head touch the ground in an instant.
The movement of breaking out a piece of dust composed of dead branches and leaves is like a devout lama's surrender to the Buddha during the long action of standing still.
It had to surrender, because the huge power had pointed directly at the origin of their lives at this moment, and his joints stiffened and became unable to move.
The young man stood there motionless, looking at each other, as if he accepted such a surrender with peace of mind.
"Oh my god, gods, he really is, he really is..." The miraculous scenery in front of him made a druid couldn't help but whisper to himself
Everyone who witnessed this change couldn't help but be stunned by the scene before them. They simply couldn't believe why a tree man suddenly lost control. These creatures infused in trees and driven by divine magic are absolutely reliable allies.
They are immune to cold venom and many other magical effects, and can even be damaged by knives and axes.
Their bodies, which are as hard as iron, are nothing. Even if their limbs are lost, they can be repaired in an instant. Their simple wisdom can understand commands without being controlled by the core. Even if half of them are blown away, they can still have it.
The advantage of seven combat capabilities allows a tree man to at least have the ability to confront a mage head-on.
But in front of this human being, they are like sand sculptures on the beach, just a light touch and they scatter. To be continued.)