Chapter 1059 Gretel, can you see the battle from such a distance?
Gretel is dreaming.
In the dream, he turned into a seed again, fell into the soil, and was embraced by the earth. After sleeping in the soil for half an autumn and another winter, he began to sprout and grow.
From a young seedling to a tall sapling. From a group of saplings, which is neither the tallest nor the strongest, to the only remaining one among the surrounding saplings...
"It's pretty quick to integrate into nature." Not far away, Ai Xiyuege, who was helping with the cooking, looked up and spoke with admiration.
At the same time, Jasmine had just adjusted herself and started to meditate;
Apa was still writhing around under the tree, moving his mouth, as if he couldn't stay still, and planned to take a few bites of the grass under the tree before talking;
And Gretel...he has entered the dream of the big tree...
I really can’t believe that this clumsy cub, who has never received formal elf training, has such good qualifications!
Gretel is still sleeping in the dream of the big tree. It is taller and thicker every foot. The sun rises and the moon sets, in the rainy season and the dry season.
Being exposed to the sun, being drenched by heavy rain, the fear of being struck by lightning, the pain of being burned by fire...
The fire was extinguished by the heavy rain and continued to grow; the leopard sharpened its claws on the tree trunk, the bear rubbed its chest on the tree trunk, and the bark cracked inch by inch, but the big tree that stood still endured everything silently;
The big trees grew taller and taller, blossomed, produced fruits, and dropped fruits. Gradually, the young trees in the entire forest were his descendants;
Gradually, when it grew as thick as a hill and its dense crown reached into the sky, large colorful birds built nests on the top of the tree.
The big bird was as hot as a flame, and the giant tree was a little scared at first, but gradually, it learned to introduce the scorching power into its body, making the branches stronger and making the trunk no longer afraid of flames...
The big birds build nests, attract mates, lay eggs, and nurse their young. The rainy season and the dry season come around again and again, and the big birds finally spread their wings and fly away with their babies, flying far away;
At some point, Gretel's dream had turned to the big bird. He watched the sea of trees under his feet continue to extend, and the blue waves rolled and swished backwards;
Feel how the strong wind holds up the wings of the big bird, and how the air flows, rises, falls and tumbles between the feathers, helping it move forward;
Feel how it rises, flies horizontally, dives, lands, flaps its wings rapidly, how it fights with its wings, claws and beak, how it spits out flames unexpectedly...
These two big birds flew south, south, and south. Suddenly, a burst of heart palpitations came over me, and the whole world shook:
It's not the sky and the earth, it's the forest, it's nature! Grete understood it immediately. In the sight of the big bird, the entire forest was shaking, nature was boiling, angry, and angry in response to the breath of its beloved——
Below, in the forest where night is approaching, there is an elf running wildly. The dark green cloak on his body makes him almost perfectly invisible in the dark woodland.
However, the pursuers behind him could always find his direction. Gretel looked in the direction of the pursuers and couldn't help but frown:
They were some humans, some human knights. The leader, holding a long sword radiating white light, ran quickly through the dense jungle, as if walking on flat ground.
Whenever he loses direction, the long sword will vibrate slightly to guide him to the target he is following——
Through the big bird's eyes, Gretel could see a trace of bright red wrapped around the sword in the white light.
That elf is injured?
Behind the swordsman who led the pursuit, there were about 10 human warriors forming a formation, chasing after them. They were obviously the swordsman's subordinates.
This powerful pursuit force made the elf dare not stop for a moment. He kept hiding in the tree trunks and reappearing in the distance. As a corresponding method, the human swordsman kept slashing through the tree trunks with his sword...
The screams of the trees and the moans of the forest caused the anger of nature to accumulate. Unfortunately, the elves running in front were not strong enough to arouse the power of anger and fight back.
Sissoyen's battle began in the evening. He faced the enemy alone. He was extremely cautious and did not attack the opponent's warriors first. Instead, he concentrated his power on the grass outside the village, urging the grass blades to grow slowly...
The mules and horses neighed softly. The mules and horses unbridled and unloaded the camels' burdens. They were instinctively attracted to the grass blades spawned by the elves and wanted to come over and take a bite.
Before they could take action, the grass blades suddenly grew rapidly, their edges became zigzag, and they shone with sharp light.
All the bridles and girdles on the mules and horses, or piled on the ground, were cut into short pieces one by one and fell to the ground without strength.
"If you have the ability, just carry it yourself!" Sissoyen whispered softly in the shadow of the woods. Without these fixtures, let me see what you use to transport the goods!
If you have the ability, carry it yourself!
Carrying these heavy things out of the rainforest will take at least twice as long!
Let's play slowly!
From beginning to end, the knights were laughing and making noise in the village, and no one noticed what was happening outside the village. Even the warriors who were not qualified to enter the village, few came close to the mules and horses:
Taking care of livestock is the job of slaves, isn't it?
And every slave, those slaves with sallow skin, skinny skin, and no sparkle in their eyes, just watched numbly. No matter what happened, they just watched.
The methods of nature's darling are far more than that. A breeze blew by, and fine grass seeds flew and fell down.
The moss grew rapidly, and soon, the food bags and water bags carried by the enemy were covered with large areas of dark green...
"Enemy attack!"
At this time, a loud roar sounded in the village. Several knights who were not "playing" rushed out, and what greeted them was the longbow drawn by the elf expressionlessly...
The staff in the elf's hand naturally stretched, bent, and turned into a bow. With a touch of his backhand, he took out a bright silver bow string from his cloak and hung it on both ends of the long bow.
Turning his hands over again, he clamped a handful of finely chopped seeds between his five fingers. Two of them grew and elongated on their own. The front ends condensed into sharp thorns, while the back ends spread out long, thin, arrow-like tail feathers...
…
"Whoosh!"
A pair of arrows accurately pierced the throats of the two knights.
The elf glanced at it from afar, showed no regrets, and turned around to disappear into the darkness. Immediately afterwards, the elusive God of Death called his name, followed by the sound of bowstrings.
"Well……"
"Puff, puff, puff..."
"ah!"
"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I don't know anything!"
The high-ranking knights in the village looked ugly. The attacker did not rush into the village, but just killed them outside. In just a short while, the emerald-green arrows had already claimed the lives of seven or eight warriors.
"His level is not high, he should only be at level 10." The colonel listened to the sound of the string several times and came to a definite conclusion. He drew his sword and stood up:
"Leave half of the knights to gather the team and maintain order. The other half, follow me!"
The knights rushed out as a team. In a moment, more screams rang out from the village behind. The sharp arrows in the darkness changed directions with each shot, appearing and disappearing!
"Damn it!"
After two more screams, the colonel became furious. He waved his sword and pointed in the direction where the scouting knights were coming:
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"Let's go! Let's kill all the natives!"
"Colonel..."
"Walk!"
In the darkness, the figure of the elf finally appeared in the direction they were going. The long bow in his hand changed into a short bow, trembling and shooting.
However, relying only on archery could not stop the high-level knights. Sissouian was soon injured and began to be chased...
"Someone is being hunted!"
Gretel suddenly woke up. He was holding the oak staff in his arms, still immersed in the anger of the forest and nature, and his tone of voice was also fiery:
"An elf is being hunted!"
"What?!"
"What!"
Serila and Ashe Yuesong turned back together. Gretel stood up unsteadily and subconsciously slapped his arms, feeling the natural power surrounding him:
"It's over there! Sister Yue Ge, I saw it during meditation, it's over there!"
He raised his arms and pointed firmly to the southeast. Ash Yuege glanced at him hesitantly, stood on tiptoes, and placed his palms against the giant tree in front of him:
It's not that I don't believe Grete. However, meditators often see scenes from long, long ago in their natural memories.
An unskilled meditator can easily regard these scenes as just happening...
The giant tree quickly responded to her. With the help of the giant tree, the spiritual power of the forest guard master continued to extend. 100 meters, 200 meters, one mile, two miles, ten miles, fifty miles...
"Tell me, what happened in that direction, in the distant forest?"
"Tell me, in that direction, are any of our compatriots fighting or injured?"
"Tell me, is there an angry forest in that direction?"
Ash Moonsong asked eagerly. And nature fully responded to her:
Within 200 meters, trees, shrubs, mushrooms on the ground, and orchids on the trees all answered her questions;
A mile away, only trees responded to her inquiry;
Fifty miles away, only the most powerful and oldest ancient trees that have grown into magic plants can rely on the resonance of the forest to send her a response:
No.
No.
We don't have it here either.
However, far, far away, the wind is blowing the breath of nature... The forest is boiling, nature is angry...
That is a very, very far away place... I don't know where it is, but that is not the place where my seeds have ever blown...
Ashe Yuege silently let go of her hand. When she looked at Gretel again, her eyes had completely changed:
Even if she is awake, she has no way to get the exact news from such a distant place through communication with nature;
And Gretel just happened to meditate against the ancient tree, and during his meditation, he actually "saw" it?
"Did you really see that?"
"Yes!" Gretel nodded vigorously, his face full of affirmation:
"A big bird of Warcraft allowed me to share its vision, and I can see it clearly!"
"..."
Ashe Yuege was silent for a moment. Then, she turned to everyone and spoke firmly:
"Let's keep going! We're going all night! In that direction - far away, our compatriots are fighting, fleeing, and injured!"
"Please everyone!"
With a crash, Mr. Hawthorne removed the pot, shoveled up the dirt and extinguished the bonfire;
Appa shook his body and transformed into a huge white deer carrying at least three people;
Cerela is eager to try:
"Do you want me? Gretel, do you want me to transform into a dragon and fly with you?"
Gretel looked left and right. He untied his backpack and silently took out the ancient vine bird given by Elder Tapros.
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