Chapter 1345 With legends like us here, Little Grete will be fine!
"Gretel!!!"
Cerira screamed. She only hated that she didn't stick to Grete's side tightly, never leaving even a step, and there wasn't even a gap -
what is that?
What is that shadow that rushes towards Gretel?!
She doesn't recognize it!
There is none in her inherited memory!
It's too late to pounce now. The silver dragon girl's intuition told her so.
In desperation, she tried her best to turn her body sideways and spread out a pair of dragon wings behind her back. The right wing quickly stretched and grew larger, blocking the space between Gretel and the shadow. No, not enough, this is not enough——
Throw out the dragon's tail!
The thick, thorny dragon tail is flicked from the inside out! There is a cold light on the thorns, and each one is like a small blade. If you dare to come, a row of blood grooves will be opened on your body!
However, the dragon's tail that was thrown out with all its strength encountered an obstacle after only half of the swing. It was thrown slower and slower, as if it was stuck in some soft obstacle and could no longer move forward;
At the same time, a gentle chuckle rang out from the bottom of Cerira's heart:
"Little girl, don't worry, we are here!"
us?
who are you?
Where are you?
Cerela looked around blankly. The silver vertical boy was empty, and except for Grete, not a single figure was reflected;
However, the shadow that rushed towards him like a sharp arrow was indeed sealed halfway!
It still showed its teeth and claws, but it was like a ball of plasticine crushed between two pieces of glass. It could only stretch sideways and could not get closer to Gretel;
Not only that, it is constantly retreating and retreating. As it retreats, it is being cut, split, crushed, and ignited...
When we retreated under the tree, the entire shadow was torn to pieces, piece by piece, and had a burning smell.
Serila breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did she have time to look back at herself. At first glance, she saw a thick and thick tail extending from her back. The distance was longer than her height...
…
"oops!"
So ugly!
The dragon shape is the dragon shape, and the human shape is the human shape. It is really ugly to have such a big tail in the human form!
Serira quickly retracted her tail, touched it with her backhand, and then glanced at Gretel guiltily. Fortunately, okay, Gretel was still meditating, so she probably didn't see it...
When he was meditating, he was always very focused, not to mention this was the meditation in the advanced process. Maybe, maybe, maybe, he didn't see it, right?
The dragon's tail was retracted, and the dragon's wings were retracted. Cerira took two steps forward vigilantly, guarding Gretel's side. Back and forth, left and right, head and soles, there seemed to be a few chuckles...
I looked around and couldn't see it.
Serila narrowed her eyes slightly, the silver vertical lining bloomed with light, and looked at it carefully again.
Still unable to see, the person who came over to protect her had an invisibility ability that clearly exceeded her detection level.
However, she could feel the subtle fluctuations of spells around Gretel. They were continuous and intertwined into webs, up and down, in all directions, without leaking...
"By the way, there's also the underground!"
She screamed in her heart. Under her feet, a twig of an ancient tree softly wrapped around her ankle and patted her instep:
At the top of the twig, a new light green leaf flashed a wave of mana as if to show off.
Mellow, deep and vibrant.
A big net even appeared in Serila's mind. From thick to thin, from top to bottom, it was densely intertwined, and a series of nodes shone brightly:
The roots of the ancient trees intersected and entwined with each other, building layers of defenses in the soil under the trees to closely guard against incoming enemies.
Such fluctuations are caused by Legend taking action?
Have more than one legend?
"Well, little girl, I can't tell you yet..."
Deep in her heart, the gentle voice continued to chuckle a few more times, then quietly faded away. Cerira breathed out softly, relaxed, and pulled out a long knife to guard Gretel's side.
They calmed down and let go of their senses. The fluctuations around them gradually calmed down, and the ancient trees enveloped them tightly with their tranquility and vitality.
With such power, he should be able to protect Gretel, right?
Serila felt relieved and looked at Appa. When she saw it, she saw a huge silver-moon deer, with its head hanging down and its limbs drooping, jumping up and down in a very weird posture, and walking backwards.
Come.
While retreating, he moved left and right, dodging those attacks. Occasionally, a few rays of light flew out from under the Silver Moon Deer's belly, countering the attacks from the opposite side.
Cerela:???
If you look carefully, you can see a dark green figure shrinking under the Silver Moon Deer's belly.
It seemed that a certain elf ranger was carrying Appa down quickly. Because the Silver Moon Deer was so huge, his entire body was almost covered...
After three jumps, two jumps, and several rapid leaps in succession, the huge Silver Moon Deer arrived under the tree and lay down on its four hooves.
Bernard, who was injured and receiving treatment, hurried over to pick him up. With a whoosh, a man emerged from under the Silver Moon Deer and shouted upward:
"Apa is fine! He just lost his strength! Just let him rest!"
"Yudian!"
Cerela shouted in surprise. Idian nodded to her, turned around, and rushed back to the battlefield——
The battle situation ahead is getting more and more anxious. He has to rush to the front to ensure that the warriors of the same clan sacrifice as little as possible, suffer as few injuries as possible, and at least can withdraw for treatment!
Damn it, why did little Gretel advance here - can you move back to the rear?
Around the ancient tree, the five legends who had arrived were quickly arguing over this issue. Elder Fahim was the first to express his opposition clearly:
"When you reach a high level, I think everyone knows how difficult it is to advance once. Moving him to the back, not to mention whether it will interrupt the advancement, if something goes wrong when someone is disturbed, how big will it be?
loss?"
"Then watch our soldiers die in front?"
Elder Magda Yuelu couldn't help but rebutted.
She is one of the instructors of the elf warriors, and many of the warriors fighting now were taught by her herself. Seeing flesh and blood flying everywhere on the battlefield, every scream cut her heart:
"These children who fought bloody battles are also intermediate, high-level, and some are even half-step legends! Could it be that the lives of all of them are not worth the success of Master Nordmark who advanced alone?"
"This is the meaning of our being here." Elder Masrei persuaded calmly. After speaking, he paused the staff in his hand, and in the dim yellow light, a mountain of earth began to rise:
"Don't worry, we have so many legends, if we attack together, we will definitely be able to withstand it. Even if the five of us are not enough, there will be a second and third group behind us!"
Before he finished speaking, a cave had opened where the earth mountain faced the big crack. Earth balls that were as tall as one person, two people, or three or five people rolled out from the inside like a torrent, turning into solid and powerful earth elements.
"Hello!"
"how?"
"Restrain yourself when you do it! Look, little Gretel is blinking - is he already alarmed?"