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Dui had no time to hesitate.

If the old willow tree's eerie melody wasn't interrupted, not only would countless hobbits die, but he himself would also suffer a loss.

Despite his exhaustion, he gritted his teeth and charged toward the old willow tree.

Today it's either it dies or I live!

Petrification spell, fire-starting spell, disarming spell, leg-locking spell... Dui used them all without hesitation, regardless of whether they were effective or not.

call!

With a sharp gust of wind stinging his skin, before Dui could react, he was struck in the back by a thick root of the old willow tree, sending him flying and crashing heavily dozens of meters away.

For a fleeting moment, Dui lost consciousness, everything went black, and he almost fainted.

Fortunately, he had set up an iron armor spell on himself beforehand, and there was also chainmail protection inside, so he was not seriously injured.

Dui scrambled to his feet, the intense pain in his back preventing him from straightening up.

On the brink of life and death, adrenaline surges, and fear and hesitation vanish instantly.

All that remained was anger and ruthlessness.

The magic within his body boiled and burned under the influence of his emotions.

"Disarm you!"

An unprecedentedly powerful magical force erupted from his body, transforming into a dazzling red light that struck the old willow tree heavily.

Click!

The old willow tree was broken in half.

With a deafening scream, the old willow tree came to an abrupt halt.

The old willow tree, broken in two, now seemed dead, silently letting the flames continue to burn.

Looking at the old willow tree that was completely still, Dui collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

He was now completely exhausted. The aftereffects of the magic outburst, coupled with the excruciating pain from being struck in the back, left him without the strength to even get up. He could only wait for his recovery to begin.

Meanwhile, the hobbits who had been hypnotized by the enchanting sounds regained their senses.

Everyone wore expressions of lingering fear. While hypnotized, they were conscious but their bodies were out of control, and they could only watch helplessly as they walked like puppets toward the old willow tree, throwing themselves to their deaths.

The hobbits who had escaped death focused their attention on Dui, their eyes filled with gratitude, admiration, and awe.

It was this wizard who turned the tide, single-handedly defeating the powerful old willow tree and the other tree people, and protecting their home!

"Duir! Wizard Duir! He is our hero!" shouted one of the hobbits, and the other hobbits cheered in unison.

For a moment, the hobbits were filled with cheers of victory.

After catching his breath, Dui finally stood up, but looking at his severely burned left hand and the faint pain in his back, he could only smile bitterly. This was the first time he had been injured so badly.

However, he was not unprepared. He immediately took out a packet of medicine from his pocket, which contained the white safflower essence he had made earlier.

Despite the excruciating pain, I applied the white cinnamon essence to my burned left hand. The wound healed and repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye. In no time, my left hand was restored to its original state, even whiter and more tender than before the injury.

Seeing that it worked so well, Dui simply put the remaining white stigma essence in his mouth and swallowed it.

"Ugh, so bitter~" Dui looked pained. No wonder wizards in the magic world like to apply it externally. The taste of this white safflower essence is really hard to describe. He almost vomited.

However, the effect was indeed reliable. My throat, which had been almost unable to speak due to overuse of my voice, recovered quickly, and even the pain from the injury to my back gradually disappeared.

Apart from extreme mental exhaustion, his physical health has now recovered very well.

After recovering, Dui refocused his attention on the old willow tree.

Seeing the old willow tree broken in half, Dui couldn't help but be surprised by the power he had just unleashed.

After all, this is a giant tree that would require four or five people to encircle.

The disarming spell was originally intended to remove the opponent's weapon, but under the influence of Dui's magical power, it actually split the old willow tree in two.

That Disarming Charm is amazing! No wonder it's Harry Potter's signature spell that defeated Voldemort; its power is truly extraordinary.

Of course, such a powerful burst of magic came at a great cost. He was now completely exhausted and unable to muster any magic power, not even able to use the simplest glow spell. He wouldn't be able to use spells easily for the next few days.

"Duyer, are you alright?" Zogo Baggins rushed to Duyer's side, looking at his pale face, and asked with a mix of anxiety and worry.

Dui shook his head. "Don't worry, I'm fine. It's the other person who's in trouble."

Dui pointed to the Huon treemen opposite him. Those treemen were already overwhelmed with their own problems. With the help of the oil and wine earlier, many treemen were set on fire, turning into sources of fire that quickly spread to the surrounding area, becoming a sea of ​​fire.

If no one stops it, the fire will likely spread to the old forest, eventually causing a forest fire that will destroy this ancient forest.

Dui was powerless to help. Not only had he incurred the enmity of the tree-people in this forest, making it impossible for him to repay evil with good and save them, but he was also exhausted and unable to muster any magic power, nor did he know the spell to extinguish the flames.

So all he could do was wish these tree people good luck; if a heavy rain could fall, it might actually stop the forest fire from spreading.

As for the hobbits, although they are kind by nature, they are not kind enough to save the enemies who invade their home.

So they just stood by and watched the fire, as long as it didn't spread to their area.

There were even people like Rory Brandy Deer who secretly hoped that after the old forest burned down, they could occupy more land and expand the Brandy Deer family's territory.

Lorry-Brandy Deer led his family members to Dui, gave him a deep salute, and said gratefully:

"Wizard Duir, thank you so much for everything you've done for Stag Land! Without you, we would likely have lost many of our companions tonight, and perhaps even our homes!"

The other hobbits also saluted him, including Drogon Baggins, Duy's good friend.

Dui was somewhat at a loss for words at this scene. "Please don't do this. It's what I should do!" Others might not know, but Dui knew that the tree people's riot was likely his fault, and the hobbits were actually implicated because of him.

Therefore, he felt somewhat guilty and unworthy of the Hobbits' gratitude.

However, the hobbits didn't see it that way. Lord Rhodes, Brandyde, sincerely and loudly proclaimed to Duir and everyone present, "From this day forward, Wizard Duir is our eternal friend of Stagland, and the Brandyde family is ready to serve you!"

Upon hearing Rory the Brandy Deer's words, the hobbits present cheered and witnessed the birth of this friendship.

Just as the master of Brandy Hall was about to announce a victory celebration banquet, a melodious song drifted from the old forest.