my age of magic

Chapter 1385 189. Tree Fairy
This is a bowl-thin barbed thorn vine, hanging from the top of the canopy, with many iron thorns and black spot-like patterns on its green skin, like a very long octopus tentacles. Those messages with a strong tone that came over made me speechless for a while.

That's right, I was actually threatened by an ancient war tree in this misty swamp.

After it saw that I had a large number of constructed knights, it still said arrogantly that if I didn't leave here, it would throw me out of this forest one by one. I turned my head and looked around, and the swamp was thick with fog. There was no sign of the dryad.

"I'm here to get the No.12 key of power." I pondered for a moment, raised my head and said to the barbed thorn vine.

When the natives following me saw the thorn vine, they all came from all around and worshiped the vine, extremely devout.

But the barbed thorn vine was not moved at all, and still said to me very stubbornly: "No matter why you came, I will not hand you the key of power anyway, haha, how naive I am thinking! !"

This reminds me of the ancient war trees in the valley surrounded by thorns. At that time, there were five ancient war trees around the lake in the valley. Countless dryads grew densely in the whole valley. Those ancient war trees spoke The tone is not as tough as the ancient war tree in the misty swamp. Since it holds the last key of power in its hand, it is obviously the last war story, so I feel that it has a little bluff.

I stood in front of this barbed thorn vine, and the constructed knights of the North Wind Legion behind me saw the situation on my side and surrounded me from all directions. Because the swamp was full of fog, we marched at a fast speed. Very slowly, once something happens, it will make a sound to convey information.

Among the ten second-rank great knights, the three closest to me have rushed over and are standing behind me at this moment. Facing this war story, I should obviously have the power to fight, after all, I am not in the surrounding forest area. Found traces of dryads.

The figure of Kalancuo also appeared from the mist, followed by a group of murderous orc warriors.

I said to the barbed thorn vine: "After so many years, the ancient tree elves have only the last twelve ancient war trees left in this black forest. Is there any grievance that time cannot resolve? "

I pointed to this vast land, and said to it: "There are only twelve ancient war trees left in the huge black forest. Wouldn't it be good if each ancient war tree lived in a corner and did not disturb each other? Is it true?" Do you want to let the sealing circle here continue until all the ancient tree spirits are completely wiped out?"

I don't see any emotion in the caltrop vine.

Obviously this barbed thorn vine is just a substitute for the ancient war tree. The ancient war tree communicates with us through the barbed thorn vine, just listen to the spiritual words passed by him:

"The Lord of the World Tree will definitely open up a new world in other planes. The Hierro plane has been abandoned by it. What else do we have to struggle for? Just buried in the dust of history, what's the point?" Not good, the former glory of the ancient tree spirit clan has long since ceased to exist, and we are all old too."

Hearing what Ancient War Tree said, I immediately said: "...So, can't we use these last days to quietly guard the aborigines here?"

I don't know what annoyed it, but the spiritual words passed by the ancient tree of war suddenly became tough again: "Why should I tell you this? You leave my territory quickly..."

"What if we don't intend to leave here?" I raised my head, staring at the barbed thorn vine and asked coldly.

The spiritual power of the barbed thorn vine receded like a tide in an instant, and the barbed thorn vine, like a spear tip, was like a soft spear, piercing straight towards my body like lightning.

A thick tower shield fell from the sky, standing in front of me like an iron wall. The barbed thorns and vines hit the tower shield, and the spikes broke instantly.

By the time the barbed vine wanted to pull back, it was too late. The two-handed sword in Kalancuo's hand had already rested on the barbed vine, and it was unknown what material the sword was made of. At the beginning, it was able to be inserted into the flesh and blood of the demon bird to prevent the flesh and blood of the demon bird from healing, and the blade must have been extremely sharp.

Kalancuo cut off the barbed vine in the middle with a sword, and then wanted to follow the big tree around him to chase the barbed vine back to the top of the tree crown, but I stopped it.

I ordered to Kalanzo: "Take someone to investigate around. I haven't found a tree spirit in this swamp so far. I always feel a little weird."

The native warriors kneeling beside me were shocked when they saw the barbed thorn vine suddenly attacking me.

After the great knight Benedict used his shield to help me block the strike of the barbed vine, Kalancuo decisively cut off the barbed vine with a sword, and the native warriors stood still in place, a little stupid in the face of these sudden situations .

Seeing that the Great Knight Benedict had entered the combat state, the effect of 'walking on water' on his body disappeared, and he stood in waist-deep water.

I hastened to re-bless Kalancuo and the Great Knight Benedict to 'Walk on Water'. Benedict climbed out of the water with his hands on the surface of the water. Pulled up.

At this time, our disadvantages in the swamp were suddenly revealed. The knights of the construction had no way to fight on the water. Once they entered the fighting state, it meant that all fighters would fall into the swamp unless we found shallow water. Or in woodlands without water, only the Constructed Knights can display their corresponding combat effectiveness.

Katerina frowned and said to me: "Could it be that those dryads are lying in ambush somewhere to ambush us?"

I shook my head slightly and said: "If they really gather in one place, it would be good news for us. They also need to bear the restraining force of the forbidden magic circle in the Black Forest, so I'm afraid they won't be able to attack them." us!"

Morayaer standing behind asked me: "Could it be that the dryads here are also like the dryads in the diseased forest, within a certain range, they can get rid of the shackles of the forbidden force? For example, before That demonized land in the diseased forest?"

I shook my head again and said, "If demonized lands were so ubiquitous, I'm afraid they would have been occupied by demons long ago."

After Kalancuo heard my order clearly, she led her team of orc warriors to explore the depths of the mist, and the harpy Deborah who had been following her also spread her wings and rushed out of the mist to fly into the sky.

When I saw Deborah, I just slapped my forehead and thought that I was really stupid. There are such good scouts in the team but I never know how to make good use of them. rush.

Now that we have broken up with that ancient tree of war, we must prepare to meet each other next.

At this time, it is natural to make preparations early. First, we need to find out the location of the ancient war tree, and then explore the surrounding terrain to understand what kind of enemies we are facing. Only then can we arrange a detailed battle plan.

The Misty Swamp is shrouded in heavy fog, but that doesn't mean the sky above the swamp is also shrouded in fog.

Generally speaking, the ancient war tree has a height of nearly 150 meters. It looks like a huge tree umbrella in this green sea, and it can be easily recognized in the air.

It didn't take long for Deborah to fly back from the sky. She was moving through the dense fog flexibly, and her flying skills were extremely proficient. A pair of black and white wings kept flapping behind her. The wings on one side are very soft, and the frequency of flapping is also slightly different. It seems that her flying posture is a bit uncoordinated, but it is very stable.

I looked at Deborah, who was half white and half silver, with a pure and soft face, showing helplessness.

Obviously it is my magic pet, but I know that I run around with Kalancuo all day long, and I don't have the slightest awareness to serve my master.

She pointed to the northwest of the Misty Swamp, and the scholar Ella said to me in the tone of the little scholar: "Jijia, that ancient tree of war is over there."

When I asked Deborah, "Have any dryads been found around the swamp around here?"

Unexpectedly, Deborah shook her head to me very positively, saying that she did not find any traces of dryads around. After Deborah finished speaking, seeing that I had no other questions, Deborah decisively followed me. Flying away, chasing the footsteps of Kalantso and the orc warriors.

Since there are no dryads found in the surrounding swamp forest, it means that this forest is still very safe for the time being. Ten structural knights of the North Wind Legion and I continue to march into the depths of the misty swamp. Did not encounter any obstacles.

Just when I judged that the ancient war tree in the misty swamp was bluffing in such a tough tone to us, there was the sound of magic flares bursting not far in front of the team. We were in the misty swamp and could not penetrate the layers of fog Seeing the magic flare clearly, you can only tell the direction based on the sound.

By the time we rushed over, the battle was coming to an end. A group of orc warriors stood in the swamp that was only submerged knee-deep. In the swamp in front of them was a large group of tree goblins. Familiar bark, covered with blue leaves on the top of the head.

It is said that these tree elves are spirits formed by trees after psychics. The biggest characteristic of these spirits is that they cannot leave the hosts they are attached to.

In addition to the hundreds of tree elves who fell in the swamp, there were more than a hundred tree elves captured by orc warriors, and they were tied together with some silver-white spider silk. I found that among these tree elves, there were several The elder tree goblins, their vigilant eyes and the magic wands in their hands all revealed their identities.

I have seen many tree elves on the island in the center of the lake in the circular valley of Xinwillow Valley, but I did not expect to see them again in the Misty Swamp.

There are a large number of these tree elves, and according to Kalancuo's description, many of these tree elves are elders who can cast spells. They will release some wood-type primary spells. Although they are not very lethal, they also caused a lot of damage to the orc warrior Trouble.

Most of this group of orc warriors have seen those grass and tree goblins in the round valley. It is probably because of this that in the battle just now, probably more than a hundred prisoners were left behind. Heart, it is difficult to leave some worthless prisoners on the battlefield. The biggest problem with these prisoners is that it will be very troublesome to deal with afterwards. There is no easier way than killing them with one knife.

Seeing these tree elves, I was a little confused. I wondered if the tree in front of me might be a world tree instead of an ancient war tree?
This idea is just a flash in my mind, because there is no reason at all!If that was really a world tree, perhaps the banning magic circle in the Black Forest would have ceased to exist long ago, and there is no reason why the other eleven ancient war trees should not surrender to it.

"Why are there tree goblins here?" Kalantso asked me with a puzzled expression.

When I walked over, Kalancuo had just pulled out a long sword from an elder tree goblin, and the wound did not flow blood or any other colored liquid, as if it had been pierced into a piece of broken leather, only A black hole in the sword was left behind. The body of the tree goblin elder had been transformed into a piece of dead wood, and his face was gradually becoming very blurred, like a bark mask, and the aura on his face had completely dissipated.

I watched the tree goblin elder who fell in front of Kalanzuo pull out the ebony wand from the dead wood that his arm had melted.

I also looked blankly at the corpse of the tree goblin floating on the water on the battlefield, and said very speechlessly: "Unexpectedly, the subordinates of the ancient war tree are not tree goblins, but a group of tree goblins!" Then I added another sentence : "Perhaps this was originally the home of these tree elves."

Kalancuo inserted the two-handed sword into the scabbard and said to me: "They are much stronger than the tree elves we met in the valley before, and they look like they have lived for a long time."

Kalantso was right. These tree elves looked very old. Almost all the tree elves' bark armor was covered with moss, and some of them looked completely rotten.

"I'm getting more and more curious about the ancient war trees here. Can't you orc warriors attack lightly? Leave more ones that can breathe. These tree elves can't eat meat after killing them, and there are no magic crystals in their bodies. Shi, dead is useless, and alive may be useful." I complained to the orc warriors who were resting.

Those orc warriors stood up straight and looked at me with embarrassment.

At this time, Deborah, who was standing behind Kalantso, suddenly poked her head out and argued to me: "Kalantso told us...to show mercy to the enemy on the battlefield? Do you think you didn't die fast enough?"

This sentence made me speechless for a long time.

The orc warriors on the side wished they hadn't heard these words at all.

Neither go nor stay.

After a while, I said to Deborah: "What you said sounds reasonable, go ask how many accomplices they have..."

(End of this chapter)