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"Have your companions gather all the magical beasts in the forest and launch a continuous attack on this man."

As Tristan spoke, he opened his left palm. A water sphere floated out of his palm, reflecting the images of Xu Ming and the others.

"Your Excellency, this..."

A hint of hesitation appeared on the old man's face.

This is clearly an attempt to use their animal companions as cannon fodder to weaken others.

Is there a problem?

Tristan turned sharply and looked down at him.

The old man immediately felt a terrifying pressure emanating from Tristan.

"N-no, I meant yes!"

He suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

"This man is attempting to cross the forest to disturb the king's peaceful slumber; this must absolutely not be allowed!"

For the first time, Tristan, who was usually quiet and melancholic, showed his domineering and forceful side in front of his subordinates.

"No matter the cost, we must defend the forest!"

Don't let me down...

As Tristan spoke, he patted the old man on the shoulder.

"Yes!"

Feeling the immense force coming from that shoulder, the old man looked as if he was about to cry.

After this fallen druid led his men to ambush Xu Ming.

Tristan stood on the platform, gazing into the distance, his eyes flashing with a sharp, cold light.

Chapter 669 Open Strategy - Guerrilla Warfare

As the group was walking, Parker suddenly flew silently to Xu Ming's side and whispered:

"Xu Ming, something's not right."

Xu Ming nodded imperceptibly.

Due to the ubiquitous purple poisonous fog, ordinary creatures in the forest have almost disappeared.

The entire forest was deathly silent, with the occasional strange cry that could be heard, and the surrounding grass often rustling, as if something was crawling in the grass.

But just now, Xu Ming suddenly felt a pang of heart palpitation.

The surroundings remained deathly silent, but with an added chilling and murderous aura, as if someone were silently standing behind you with a knife, pointing it at your neck.

His keen intuition kept sending him warning signals of danger.

Xu Ming remained outwardly calm, but his hands were already secretly gripping the equipment.

Swish!

A deluge of arrows rained down from the trees.

Xu Ming looked up and found that the branches of the surrounding trees were now covered with demonic elves.

They're surrounded!

Xu Ming showed no sign of panic. From the moment he entered the forest, he had already prepared himself for a possible sneak attack.

"Parker!"

As Xu Ming called out the gray cat's name, he took out the Ice Rose.

Frosty Hell, release!

"Here I am!"

Parker responded loudly.

A semi-transparent frost rose from the ground, instantly forming a protective shield that firmly protected everyone inside.

With the added protection of the domain, this frost shield is exceptionally sturdy.

The moment the frost shield took shape, a series of clanging sounds rang out across its surface.

Black arrows rained down on the protective shield, sending up large amounts of ice shards, but they could not penetrate it.

Parker kept recharging the shield without stopping for a moment.

With the support of the domain, the Frost Shield is indestructible.

Xu Ming, however, kept his lips tightly pressed together, his gaze cautiously scanning the surroundings.

Since the other side has a clear grasp of their movements, this ambush cannot be that simple.

as predicted.

Like an earthquake, the ground suddenly began to shake violently.

Immediately afterwards, thick vines, like pythons, sprouted from the ground.

These vines, as if alive, surrounded the group.

The surface of the vines was covered with disgusting, tumor-like growths.

These tumors suddenly opened up, either spraying foul-smelling acid at them or shooting out needles stained with purple venom.

The vine's head split into seven or eight petals like flower petals, its edges covered with sharp, ferocious fangs, which lunged fiercely at the crowd.

Xu Ming immediately took out the Chaos Battle Banner and planted it in the ground.

The crimson flames of resentment instantly transformed into wisps of silk, silently attaching themselves to the vines and the bodies of the demonized spirits.

call!

In an instant, countless flames ignited simultaneously, and raging flames shot into the sky, illuminating the entire Poison Mist Forest.

The demonic elf screamed as it fell from the treetop, its massive body flailing wildly with eerie howls.

Suddenly, a foul stench filled the air.

Watch your step! Parker has frozen the ground completely!

Xu Ming remained vigilant, calmly directing Parker to quickly fill the gaps.

"learn!"

Parker gave an awkward military salute, then extended its tiny paw, and a large amount of cold air surged from its body, quickly adding a thick layer of frost to the ground that was already covered with a layer of white frost.

This effectively eliminated the possibility of the enemy launching a sneak attack from underground.

A strange phenomenon occurred.

As if sensing that Xu Ming was not someone to be trifled with, these mutated creatures suddenly retreated completely.

Xu Ming was immediately confused.

But he remained vigilant, staying in place for more than ten minutes before finally confirming that the enemy had indeed retreated.

Xu Ming then instructed Parker to remove the frost shield, put away the battle flag, and continue advancing.

Who knew that we had only been walking for less than half an hour.

Aww!!

A pack of wolves, bears, and cheetahs, all black and covered in pustules, rushed out from the depths of the forest.

Soon, the group was surrounded by a massive number of mutated animals.

As usual, Xu Ming instructed Parker to build defensive fortifications, and Arita Haruyuki and Asagami Fujino to guard against enemy attacks, while he himself took out the Chaos Banner and planted it in the ground.

After a fierce battle, the mutated animals left behind a large number of corpses that had turned to ashes, and then retreated without looking back.

Even if Xu Ming was slow on the uptake, he could now see through the enemy's plan.

It can be simply summarized in three words—guerrilla warfare!

The enemy intended to use guerrilla warfare to constantly harass Xu Ming and his men, keeping them busy and unable to get enough rest, thus weakening them to the point of exhaustion before launching a fatal attack.

This forest, filled with poisonous fog, is the perfect place to put the essence of guerrilla warfare into practice!

Despite knowing the enemy's plans, Xu Ming was helpless.

Because guerrilla warfare is essentially a perfectly legitimate and overt strategy.

As we have seen, countless powerful empires throughout history have fallen to this kind of persistent, tenacious tactic, demonstrating its formidable power.

The next leg of the journey became extremely difficult for Xu Ming and his companions.

The mutated creatures used the poisonous fog and dense trees as cover to launch attacks on them from all sides of the forest.

Vines and venomous snakes emerged from the ground; demonic beasts surrounded them under the cover of poisonous mist; demonic spirits stood on tree trunks and shot poisonous arrows at them...

There are even all sorts of insane traps, such as plants that explode when stepped on, or plants that shoot out highly poisonous spikes when you get close...

The various sudden attacks caught them off guard, and even Xu Ming, who was under the best protection, was accidentally injured.

Although Xu Ming's injuries healed quickly, this also symbolized a dangerous signal.

Xu Ming had to slow down and move forward step by step.

Meanwhile, when they stopped to rest, Xu Ming would plant the battle flag and have Parker create a simple ice sculpture fortress with frost to guard against enemy attacks.

By proceeding cautiously step by step, the pressure of constant ambushes was significantly reduced, allowing Xu Ming to finally get some rest. However, their movement speed was severely slowed down, estimated to be only one-third of full speed.

A treehouse deep in the forest.

Tristan closed his eyes slightly, cradling a harp in his arms, and was playing softly.

The melodious sound traveled along the treetops to the edge of the forest.

The melody begins in a low, elusive tone, like a seasoned hunter constantly observing and probing his prey.

As Tristan continued to pluck the strings, the melody gradually became more intense, with glints of swords flashing in the distance.

Chapter 670 Unable to Move an Inch

The music grew increasingly intense, and the hunter seemed to have found the prey's weakness, launching a fierce attack.

Clang!