Hyperdimensional Player

Chapter 144: The Battle of the Sacred Tree! Clash of Races (+ additional chapters per subscription)

The rotting breeze brought a hint of blood.

Dragons have a very keen sense of smell. They can smell bloody killings coming from far away. At some point, a large number of blood-red enemy marks appeared on the edge of the strategic map.

"It's the Dark Elf!"

Duncan's expression changed slightly. He saw teams of dark elf hunters advancing in the dense jungle. Their numbers far exceeded the Argonian village in front of them. They were an organized army.

In the shadow of the Hist tree, a dragon man dressed like a priest seemed to be listening to something.

Soon, the rituals performed by the village began to accelerate.

Nearly a hundred female dragons placed their eggs under the roots of the tree, and then they followed the guidance of the priests and began to drink the juice of the sacred tree one after another.

An incredible scene happened!

These female dragon people began to change their life forms. Their originally slightly raised breasts gradually disappeared, replaced by strong and powerful chest muscles. Their limbs became stronger, and their slightly smaller tails became male characteristics. The gills, horns, and fins on their heads also changed, making them more adaptable to combat and harsh environments.

——Female sub-dragon hunter (life transformation) (gender transformation) (memory inheritance) [two-star blank upgraded to two-star silver-gray]!
Duncan's eyes widened in surprise.

Right in front of him, nearly a hundred female dragon people who were breeding offspring all turned into male dragon warriors after drinking the juice of the sacred tree.

Their markings also changed, some became two-star silver-gray, and some were promoted to three-star silver-gray.

In the dimensional space, Duncan's mind moved slightly.

"Life Transformation (Extraordinary Divine Power): The Hist Tree is a mysterious collective consciousness of the tree race. The sap it secretes can alter life forms, unnaturally evolving primitive lizards into Argonians. Gender change is also a natural ability. In dangerous situations, it can use its sap to alter the gender of its symbiotic lower-level Argonians, transforming weak female Argonians into powerful male Argonian warriors."

At this time, there were only a dozen or so female units left in the entire village, responsible for taking care of the lizard eggs soaked in juice.

The other dragons turned into male warriors and took up weapons and bows with great skill.

Memory Inheritance (Extraordinary Divine Power): The Hist Tree shares an immense collective memory. Although many memories have been lost in the long river of time, the cycle of memory still exists. As symbiotic beings, Argonians can inherit the souls and memories uploaded to the Hist Tree through special rituals.

These memories do not affect the incubation of their own personality, but they allow them to obtain some of their parents' combat and survival experience.

If the sacred tree is in danger, the Argonians can gain more memory inheritance through the ritual and enhance their own strength."

hiss.

I feel like this is even more brutal than the dragon clan's inherited memory.

The female dragon people who had changed their gender had entered a state of full combat readiness. In Duncan's astonished eyes, they looked like experienced warriors who had trained for more than ten years, escaping into the muddy river with poisoned short blades, or carrying jungle bows, smearing poison on each arrow, and climbing up the nearby dense trees with nimble bodies.

A pair of cold eyes stared into the distance, as if waiting for the enemy to approach.

The scales on their skin are a natural protective color with strong camouflage ability. If you don't observe carefully, you can't find them at all.

hum!
Duncan seemed to hear faint chanting sounds. It was the Argonian priests under the sacred tree of Hist. It was chanting something, as if awakening some powerful spiritual energy.

A row of prompts flashed across the projected page.

"Mind fluctuations detected!"

An invisible mental web was constructed out of thin air, it was like a communication network, stirring up the magical wind nearby, which could only be detected by the dragon's keen perception.

The marks were lit one by one.

Under Duncan's astonished gaze, all the dragon people in the village were chained by a powerful mental energy, and then their strength was further enhanced, and an additional mark appeared.

——"Hive Will (Spiritual Law): The existence of the Hist Tree has become an indispensable part of Argonian society.

They rely on the sap of the sacred tree to hatch their offspring, complete metamorphosis, change genes, adapt to the environment, and pass on memories. As the lower structure of this huge symbiotic organism, the Yalong people believe that the soul will return to the sacred tree after death and be reincarnated into the afterlife through the sacred tree.

If the Hist Tree is in danger, the Argonian race will become more united than ever before, united under a single, unified will. The Tree will be able to influence their thinking and actions."

Right under Duncan's nose, a powerful army was organized out of thin air.

——War Lizard Legion (Gene Enhancement) (Hive Will) (Memory Inheritance) [Three Stars Gold]!
Completely different from humans.

This place seems to be another extreme of civilization compared to the Middle Ages, and has taken a completely different development path.

At this point, Duncan was no longer able to observe the details.

Because he couldn't see everything from a God's perspective, he could only see through the strategic map that the dragon people were divided into small groups, forming small guerrilla groups of five to six people. They lurked along the dense jungle, hiding their figures in rivers, swamps, and bushes, just like battle-hardened jungle warriors who had set up a line of death defense on the outskirts of the village.

The dark elf army is getting closer and closer.

At the front were dark elf warriors wearing heavy armor and holding shields and blades. They were obviously not well adapted to the swamp jungle environment, and their movements were quite slow. They had to cut down trees to clear a path.

At this time, a dark elf general at the front raised his hand, and soon hundreds of soldiers stopped in unison.

"Alchemical potion!"

His low voice sounded, and his blood-red eyes stared at the dark jungle in the distance, as if locked on the location of the Hist sacred tree.

Gudong!Gudong!
One by one, the dark elves took out the alchemical potions they had prepared in advance. These were potions that enhanced the ability to resist poison. When fighting against the dragon people, one must be careful of the poison, and there are also many poisons in the surrounding environment.

The Hist sacred tree will slowly change the surrounding environment, relying on poisons to improve the ecology and protect its own safety.

Sonorous!

The dark elf general drew the blood-red battle blade from his waist. Following his command, a series of nimble figures behind the heavy-armored warriors in the front row slipped into the darkness and soon disappeared into the dense forest.

——Dark Elf Lurker (two-star silver-gray)!

——Dark Elf Hidden Archer (three stars silver-gray)!

This is obviously not the first time they have launched a war against the Argonians. The huge empire needs slaves to maintain its operation. Whether they are humans, cat people, or Argonians, they are all good sources of slaves.

But today's war is obviously not just for slaves. They want to destroy a sacred Hist tree on the outskirts of the swamp.

This was tantamount to wiping out an entire outpost of the Argonian race. The Dark Elves' heavy armored infantry was still advancing slowly, but in the dark and primitive jungle, a fierce battle had already broken out.

On Duncan's strategic map.

A dragon hunter crawling on a tree trunk was carefully raising his bow and aiming. His scales merged with the tree trunk, just like a chameleon. The poisoned arrow was aimed at the front, but before he could move, a sharp arrow broke through the air and hit him.

puff!
The dark elf's arrow pierced its head directly. The dragon man was like a dying lizard, with his head and tail drooping on the tree trunk, and then slowly fell down, leaving a conspicuous bloodstain on the trunk.

One by one, the marks of the Argonian Jungle Hunters began to disappear.

The dark elves' hidden archers gradually emerged, they came out of their invisible state, some used the elven bows to shoot the enemies, and some directly stabbed the enemies in the back with daggers, almost a one-sided suppression.

Their equipment is too powerful!

The dark elves all wore enchanted leather armor, and were equipped with various potions, including invisibility potions. The first round of fighting was almost a massacre.

But at this moment, the hive mind trembled.

next second!
Almost all the lurking Argonian hunters turned their heads to look at the exposed dark elf units around them.

Their spirits have become one.

Their intellectual lives are in a strange state of symbiosis.

thump.

Suddenly, a dragon man jumped out from under the filthy swamp. His poisoned blade turned into a stream of light and knocked down an invisible dark elf. Before she could stand up and fight back, the poison made her pupils dilate, and then with a flash of cold light, the dragon man cut her throat.

——Dark Scale Assassin [Three Stars Gold]!
On Duncan's strategic map, the dark elf stealth fighters disappeared like fireworks. In the jungles on all sides, stronger dragon men continued to emerge. They attacked and fled, and no matter whether they succeeded or not, they immediately retreated to the rear.

"Guerrilla tactics? Or master-level command?" Duncan looked surprised.

The silent killing continues.

The entire swamp jungle turned into a battlefield. In the muddy and smelly pool, a pair of dark brown eyes suddenly emerged, and then a dragon man came out, shot the dark elf warrior to death with an arrow, and then jumped into the swamp river.

Crackling arcs of electricity pierced the woods! The dense electric grid formed a deadly arc!
Behind the dark elf army, more than a dozen figures in robes appeared, both men and women, but obviously more women. They chanted spells, and fire, ice, lightning, and spells covered the front with firepower.

Some of the Yalong hunters didn't even have a chance to attack, and soon corpses began to float in the mud.

"act recklessly!"

The leading dark elf general had a cold look in his eyes. He gestured behind him, and soon a hot fireball appeared in the air. Upon closer inspection, it looked like a meteorite falling from the sky.

Rumble!
The meteorite, which was about one meter in diameter, fell and caused devastating damage to the area nearly 100 meters ahead.

"Array up!"

The clanging of swords rang out, and the dark elf warriors in the first row in the front stepped forward, raising their shields exquisitely engraved with blood-red runes. The archers in the back formed a loose guerrilla formation. The mages in the center ignited flames in their hands, condensed lightning, and surrounded them with frost. There were also powerful spellcasters who held fire in one hand and ice in the other, and both spells were ready to be fired at any time.

"Let these lowly slaves know the price of resistance!"

The order fell.

The entire legion of dark elves formed into small battle groups of a dozen or so people, with warriors in the front, stealth warriors scattered on both sides, archers in the middle and back, and mages in the center, approaching the village of the Argonians and the direction of the Hist sacred tree.

A fierce battle broke out.

The marks of the Argonians disappeared one by one! The Dark Elves' war group advanced all the way!
The hive mind of the Lizard Legion is gradually collapsing.

As the casualties of the Yalong people increased, the last trace of mental consciousness spread in all directions.

Duncan seemed to have heard something as well.

The dragon also possesses certain psychic abilities and can hear the whispers of the sacred tree of Hist.

"escape!……"

"Escape to the deepest part of the swamp...to serve other sacred trees...to continue the bloodline of the Dark Scale Clan..."

At this moment, the will of the hive shattered.

The gray skull mark of the Hist sacred tree shattered directly and turned into a very ordinary three-star white board.

Some of the Yalong warriors were still fighting desperately, but some of them, holding the lizard eggs, fled to the deeper swamp without looking back.

Blood and fire enveloped the village.

The leading dark elf general had a cold look in his eyes. He crushed a lizard egg with his foot. Inside was an unhatched lizard, only half the outline of a human. He stared at the sacred tree in front of him and said in a cold tone, "You are overestimating your own abilities!"

"Burn it!"

"Take back the captured slaves."

The Dark Elf Empire will conquer everything!
Just a tree, you think you can stop their army?

Overcome!

The entire Yalong village quickly turned into a sea of fire, and the sacred Hist tree was also burned and destroyed. The flames spread in all directions, but were quickly extinguished by the humid environment.

Waves of whispered sobbing that no mortal could hear were heard.

In areas invisible to the naked eye, hazy souls of the Asian dragons emerged. They gazed sadly at the remains of the Hist tree, and then followed the river swamp to the deeper dark swamp, where there were other Hist sacred trees that could accommodate their restless souls.

At this time, the young dragon finally moved.

After making sure that the dark elf army had evacuated, Duncan controlled the young dragon to fly to the remains of the sacred tree. There were almost no survivors there, but there were lizard eggs whose hatching was interrupted, which were marked with unique yellow marks.

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(End of this chapter)