The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 1077

It seems that the first-mover advantage does not have much effect now.

Although Alan and the Dragon had a few more hours to search because they were at the scene of the incident, and they did encounter several waves of teams coming out of the ruins, the things they were looking for were not in the hands of these team members at all.

After the temple and other wilderness forces from Wenfeng Ear Hole set foot in the forest, Alan and his companions were put at a disadvantage because of the difference in numbers and search tools.

The various forces in the temple have been plotting against the labyrinth ruins for many years, so it is natural that they cannot have no preparations in other aspects. Even a dragon can think of a way to familiarize itself with the veins of the earth. Naturally, the temple has trained so many think tanks and has such a long time, so how could it not find some more practical, convenient and effective methods?
The half-elf ranger fled through the damp and smelly jungle, taking one step forward and one step back. On the way, she had to be careful and alert to avoid all kinds of creatures of unknown races that occasionally flashed through the fog. Her body kept sending her signals of hunger, thirst, and fatigue, but there was no way to stop her.

Every time when she wanted to give up, Martha would involuntarily think of the mysterious magic item that strangely appeared in her hand, and then think of the wonderful life she would have after taking it out of the forest and handing it over to the auction house. Her brain would become extremely excited, secreting all kinds of hormones to paralyze her body and continue to provide herself with the motivation and spiritual support to move forward.

The fog around her gradually thinned, as if an invisible light was reminding Martha that the direction she had chosen was not wrong.

However, as Martha staggered along the way, she unknowingly became covered with a lot of humus with a foul smell, which attracted countless mosquitoes, flying ants and ants to surround her.

Martha had long been accustomed to this kind of harsh environment. She had even experienced situations far more cruel than this. Apart from removing and shaking off insects such as leeches that clung to her skin and sucked her blood while running, she really couldn't take care of the harmless bites from flying ants, mosquitoes and the like.

Several of the flies, which were no bigger than rice grains, had never been able to break away from Martha since they had entangled her. Even though Martha, a high-level ranger, could sometimes increase her speed to an extremely high speed, leaving most of the flying insects behind her, she was still unable to get rid of them.

If Martha could calm down and observe carefully, she might be able to sense something unusual from the movement trajectories of the flies constantly flying around her, such as their unusually fast flying speed and resilience, or that the center of their flight was not so much herself as the treasured crystal box in front of her chest.

As the flying ants continued to shake the hair-thin antennae on their heads, sensing a certain breath in the air that ordinary people could not detect, they soon quietly landed on Martha's dirty leather armor, climbed inside along the gaps in the leather armor, and finally stopped at the place where the exquisite crystal box was placed on the lining.

Several flying ants groped their way towards the crystal box, touched the smooth surface of the box with the tiny antennae on their heads, and then the antennae began to absorb the weak magic power escaping from the sealed crystal box.

The magic power gradually gathered thicker, and the antennae on the flying ants' heads began to emit a faint light, and their wings began to tremble.

Almost at the moment when the antennae of the flying ants flashed, somewhere in the forest more than a hundred miles away, a legendary druid from the Oak Church's team of strong men suddenly had his eyes lit up and exclaimed in surprise: "Found it!!"

Seeing his companions' sudden reaction, the leader of the team, a strong half-orc wearing a coarse linen monk's robe and with a bald head, suddenly disappeared from the spot and appeared next to the druid more than ten meters away as if teleporting.

The orc put his powerful right hand on the druid's shoulder, and the two figures disappeared again in front of the three or four companions around them. A moment later, a strong sonic boom and air wave exploded from the place where the two disappeared, blowing the bodies of the other three strong men to shake continuously.

At the same time, at the other end of the forest, there was a team of three or four strong men. Among them, a powerful priest wearing a khaki robe and an oak leaf holy emblem on his chest had already explained their team's affiliation: the Church of Nature that had led and dominated the overall situation in the Mansa Wilderness for hundreds of years.

At this moment, the most conspicuous person in their team was not the priest who seemed to have a high status, or the powerful lizardman who had his hands behind his back and looked intimidating without even getting angry, but a strange tree that was only about three meters in size and had a somewhat twisted appearance.

It is not appropriate to call it a tree. A more accurate name should be a tree monster with a human-like appearance: on its round and thick trunk, one can vaguely see the facial features of a human-like creature, but the dark brown and undulating bark-like skin covers these features, and it is difficult to see them clearly without careful observation; and its limbs are formed by the entanglement of branches, with a few scattered leaves on them swaying in the wind, and when they swing, they are as agile and elegant as poisonous snakes, and full of a bit of weirdness.

On the withered tree trunk, the tree monster's eyes were not open, and its upper and lower eyelashes were closed to form a curved gap. At this moment, it was in deep meditation.

The lush green treetops above his head rustled without wind, infecting the surrounding trees to echo in. The entire jungle was now connected to the tree monster or tree man in front of him. Endless information poured into the tree man's sea of ​​consciousness along with the tree man's roots that were deeply rooted in the earth.

The meditating tree man now has endless streams of information converging in his mind. Most of the information collected from the plants in the vast forest is vague and useless, but after the tree man's skillful screening, he can always find a lot of useful information.

"More than 50 meters away from the west in the direction of 15 degrees south, a -meter-tall red hazel tree told me that there is a group of animals with powerful auras hiding under its canopy. They should be a team that came to explore the ruins."

"Extending three thousand meters from this direction, the forest plants have discovered another group of species with a strong aura."

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"A little over 23 meters away from degrees east by north, the vegetation there tells me that there is a hidden breath slowly moving towards the edge of the forest. There are also a few faint traces of magical energy mixed in the breath. It seems to be an insect companion cultivated by a druid."

The tree man who specialized in this classified and analyzed all kinds of useful information, and verified it with the various information he had obtained from the church during this trip. The tree man who had spent a lot of energy and brainpower finally gained some results.

"The possibility that this person is the target of this trip is over 30%. You can go check it out first."

The Church of Nature had been suppressed by the Oak Church in the early years, and its foundation was certainly not as deep as that of the Oak Church. Its research on the remains of the goddess Mansha and the relics they left behind was not as specialized as that of the Oak Church. However, while they were studying the remains of Mansha, they did not forget to train professional talents to keep an eye on the traces of the Oak Church's pursuit team and pick up bargains behind them. Even the methods used by several other church teams with a much longer history than the Church of Nature to track the control core of the relics could be detected and discovered by the tree people who now have the entire forest as their eyes and ears, and then follow them to take action.

".The strong men of the Oak Church have already taken action. The most powerful aura and another aura are now heading towards the target!!"

"The probability that this target is the purpose of this trip has increased by 30%!!"

"Walk!!!"

In the team, the priest whose aura had reached the saint level heard the tree man's report. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes and his energy surged. He was the first to fly towards the direction that the tree man had reported.

Following closely behind him were two other powerful warriors whose strength was above that of demigods, leaving the tree man, whose roots were still rooted in the earth and integrated with the forest, behind.

In the southeast of the Misty Forest, another team of several Centaurs focused their attention on one point. In the sky there was a miniature humanoid creature, fluttering two pairs of wings as light and thin as dragonfly wings, dancing in the air, attracting the fluorescent natural elves in the forest to surround it.
Alan and the dragon Figueras continued to grope in the forest like headless flies. Along the way, they encountered two or three adventure teams that were ejected from the ruins. However, due to the forces behind them, Alan still dealt with them as before. After sensing that he did not need anything from them, he let them go.

Although it seems that there is no clue, if you can look down at the trajectory of Allen and others from a third-party omniscient perspective, you can find that although their trajectory of action is often tortuous and twisted, the final result is that they are getting closer and closer to Martha, whom they are pursuing.

Although Allen did not have as many means as the Temple Church, the influence brought by his own mastery of the authority of the Guardian of the Green Plains naturally created a certain connection between him and the control core derived from the remains of the Goddess Mansa.

This connection combined with Allen's own powerful intuition, although Allen himself has not yet mastered the trick, his intuition and instinct can invisibly guide him to grope in the direction of the control core.

".I think if we search without any clue like this, I'm afraid that those who come later will take advantage of us in the end!!"

Figueras spoke with resentment. He found several groups coming out of the ruins one after another. As soon as he saw the large and small bags and weapons and equipment full of magical aura on them, he knew they were fat sheep.

But Alan, who is usually a decisive killer, acted in a sluggish manner in front of these harmless insects, and did not have the power and authority that a saint should have.

"then!!"

Alan also knew that it was not easy to make a greedy dragon give up its prey. The other party was willing to cooperate because of their close friendship. Therefore, he had to show some expression to appease this powerful partner.

A crystal clear box whizzed towards the dragon's ferocious head. As the dragon let out a long breath, the crystal box, with considerable force, finally came to a steady stop in front of the dragon's pair of vertical pupils, each over one meter in size.

"Hmph! Don't think you can bribe me like this!!"

There was no trace of resentment in the arrogant dragon's tone at this time, because it clearly saw that the object placed in the crystal box was a delicious food with good color, aroma and taste that it had never tasted before.

The food that could be collected by a "God of Food" must be of high quality. Figueras knows Alan's character very well in this regard.

"Haha~~"

Watching the giant dragon's body quickly emitting green light of magical transformation, Alan simply shook his head and smiled silently.

At this moment, a violent shock wave suddenly burst out from the misty forest, tearing and pulling the surrounding mist. Then a strong magical power surged like a rising sun, reflecting in the spiritual world of the two top powerhouses, Allen and Figueras.

"Huh??"

"Walk!!"

The two of them uttered words of surprise in unison. At the same time, Alan suddenly changed his mind and made a decision. His figure turned into a sharp arrow and flew straight to where the magic power was surging.

Figueras was only a step slower. While putting away the magic dish he had just obtained, he transformed into his true form as a dragon again and chased after him.

(End of this chapter)