Chapter 1344 Enemy attack! A strong enemy is attacking Gretel!
In the process of advancement, Gretel does not know whether he can use his mind to guide the evolution of chromosomes;
Even if he knew, he had no way to communicate with others now. Even Serira, who was next to him, could only see Gretel sitting silently with his eyes closed, and the powerful energy around him was flowing backwards like a whirlpool -
It looks like it went well!
But this success comes at a price. Cerela looked up anxiously. On the top of the ancient tree, a dozen elves had appeared, holding long bows and shooting arrows:
The frequency of their shooting was not fast, but each arrow carried light and shadow, and carried powerful magical power. It flew far away, exploded when it hit the ground, and caused a wail and miserable howl.
There was only one at the beginning, then five half an hour ago. By then, there were already more than ten?
Is the pressure ahead so great?
Looking down again, the healers under the ancient tree were busy and running around.
Under the canopy of the tree, there was a large area of ground that was fully occupied. The wounded kept being brought down, and the wounded kept being hung with the light of healing skills. They gritted their teeth, picked up weapons, and rushed to the front line——
"Hey! Hey! Stop! Your injury is not healed yet!"
"Your bones haven't grown strong yet! Rest for a while!"
"Wait a minute! I'll finally replenish my blood!"
"Come on to a higher level! Come to a higher level! Kesar is dying——"
There were screams, shouts, and dissuasive voices. Serila frowned and threw down a [Cure Fatal Wounds] and another [Group Treatment for Minor Wounds]:
Why are so many people injured?
Hurry and support!
Recruit people quickly!
The territory occupied by the wounded was several times larger than when she and Grete were here!!!
After throwing away the healing spell, the silver dragon girl stood on tiptoes, stretched her neck, and tried her best to look towards the front line. Without even looking carefully, she felt that the front was dark and even the sky was much darker:
After adjusting her position several times, she saw in the gaps between the branches and leaves a dense cloud that was black and red, making people sick at first sight.
Thick clouds were pattering, dripping down continuously. The enemies who were hit by the raindrops screamed excitedly, and their bodies immediately grew larger, or sharp bone spurs grew between their carapace;
The elves who were hit by that kind of raindrops let out uncontrollable screams. The weapons in their hands fell, and their bodies trembled. Some simply fell to the ground, rolling around, trying their best to avoid the sharp blades cut down by the opposite side...
Cerela clenched her fists in anger, wanting to transform back into her dragon form and spit out her dragon's breath at the black cloud.
However, the power contained in that black cloud made her feel frightened. A breath of dragon's breath, without using all his strength, probably could not shake the black cloud; if he used his full strength, he had no reservations, just in case he got a little bit of it...
While he was hesitating, a ball of bright light suddenly exploded from the edge of the black cloud. With crackling and continuous explosions, one-tenth of the front end of the black cloud was directly blown away, and the remaining part also swayed far to the rear.
Cerela shook her fist excitedly and lowered her gaze. Behind the warriors who were wielding sharp blades and fighting hard, a row of spellcasters stood side by side, holding their staffs high and chanting in unison.
As they sang, the forest swayed, making a sound like sea waves. The light green wind blew forward, condensing into an increasingly bright light group on the heads of their staffs...
Finally, ten light balls condensed into a huge ball of light, which shot out quickly. Amid the cheers of the soldiers, another large piece of the black cloud was blown up, and the whole cloud was pushed back to the rear of the battle line...
And during the explosion, light green light spots fell one after another, and when they splashed on the enemies, it was their turn to cry out in pain and scream!
"Well done!"
Cerela said softly. However, a ball of filthy flesh and blood soon rose up from the ground of the great fissure, exploding into a black cloud.
The two black clouds merged into one and pushed forward again. This time, even the light balls condensed by the casters were unable to blow it back...
The soldiers below let out miserable cries. However, even so, they still swung their swords with all their strength amidst the enemy's grin, and fought with the enemy despite the damage.
But with only will, without combat power and reinforcements, it could not withstand more and more enemies. Seeing the jagged battlefield, a large triangle had been recessed inward.
In the center of the triangle, there was a thick black line, extending straight forward. Cerira held her breath, her body trembled slightly, and shiny dragon scales appeared again on her ears and cheeks:
She had a hunch that this time, the other party was coming for Gretel!
Is it my turn?
Is it my turn to go into battle?
Should he fight in human form, or should he transform back into dragon form from the beginning?
Before she could make up her mind, Cerela suddenly saw a white line, pointed at the tip of the triangle, rushing straight towards the battlefield. Looking carefully, the white line was clearly a white deer, leaping up, raising its head and neighing——
"Appa! Appa what are you going to do!"
Serila's whole body was shaken. She subconsciously wanted to throw it out, but it was too late. She stretched out her hand to grab a handful and took it back in despair.
Appa stepped on the shoulders of his own soldiers, jumped up, and was already in mid-air when he reappeared.
With a neighing sound, his body shrank rapidly, turning from a huge white deer into a small, seven or eight-year-old child——
On both sides of its forehead, the short antlers shimmered with light. It raised its hands above its head, clasped them tightly, and tried to smash down!
There was a roar. In the sky, invisible forces gathered and turned into five or six crescent moons and three or four full moons.
The crescent moon waved an arc, passing through the dark enemy like water.
Wherever it passes, one turns into two, two turns into four, four turns into eight, and countless light blades fly up in all directions with their remaining limbs and broken bodies;
The full moon drew a parabola, falling straight on the top of the rapidly extending black line.
Boom boom boom, boom boom boom, a huge explosion sounded, and the black line was blown up until it stopped, then stopped, and then stopped...
"Apa! This move is great!"
Before Cerela's smile reached the corners of her mouth, the child who stepped into the void had already gone limp and fell downwards.
As it fell, the deer's antlers stretched out, its limbs lengthened, and the shape of its torso and neck changed... It couldn't even maintain its human form. In mid-air, the original shape of the Silver Moon Deer had appeared.
On the opposite side, black arrows, black scimitars, and unknown black objects were already whizzing, aiming at the Silver Moon Deer!
"Appa!"
Cerira subconsciously jumped out. She moved, stopped urgently, and looked back at Gretel:
She ran away, what if something happens to Grete?!
As she moved, a hazy shadow emerged from the shadow of the ancient tree, from dark to bright, from shallow to deep.
As soon as it condensed, it was like a sharp arrow, rushing straight towards Grete who was sitting upright!