A few wind blades whirled and whistled through the air, cutting through the thick foliage that stood in their way ahead of them, before disappearing into the distant air through the trees. Looking at the road in front of him, which had finally been opened, Rhaegar exhaled slightly.

From the time he destroyed the Flame Rage Bull to now, he had been circling in this dense jungle for a full two hours, and if it weren't for the undead's unique sense of direction, he would have been lost.

Rhaegar observed his surroundings, which had entered the middle of the proving ground, full of tall trees, dense foliage obscuring most of the light from the light in the sky, and the ground was knee-high in fallen leaves, and with the drooping branches and bushes everywhere, it was a luxury to walk normally. According to his estimates, he had walked at least sixty kilometers, but if he had taken a detour to get around the obstacles, he would have walked twenty kilometers in a straight line in the jungle at most. A few hours had passed, and in order to reach his destination on time, he had to take a break and then hurry as quickly as possible.

The geist used his magic to clear a clearing in the woods, then sat down while taking food out of his pocket and preparing to replenish his physical consumption.

While Rhaegar was eating, a vine the thickness of an arm swam slowly and silently, gradually approaching the target from behind, and when it reached a distance of about five meters behind Rhaeggar, the vine suddenly sprang out from under the thick fallen leaves, and pounced on its prey like a strange python rising in the air.

At the moment when it was about to make contact, Rhaegar who had been concentrating on eating suddenly threw away the food, and at the same time quickly turned around, and grabbed the tip of the vine accurately with both hands, and before the man-eating monster could make any further moves, a strong electric current sent out from his hands, flowing along the vine to the source of the attack, a wood demon disguised as a large tree.

Despite not encountering any further attacks, Rhaegar did not let his guard down, knowing that as he went deeper into the jungle, more and more powerful magical beasts would appear near him, and for these predators, as long as they could capture their prey, any method was right. In order to deal with the attack that may appear at any time, the number of detection techniques he unleashed reached six, and the magic shield suspended around his body also reached three sides, which was already the maximum number that his current magic power could support, even when eating, he did not remove these protections, and it was this caution that allowed him to find the hidden opponent in time at the critical moment.

The impact of the electric current caused bursts of black smoke from the body of the wood demon, for this monster with a tree-like appearance and body, slow movement, relying on camouflage and sneak attacks to obtain prey, lightning and fire are the two things they fear in the world, although the conductivity of the vine is not strong, the current still makes it suffer.

A roar came from the Wood Demon's mouth covered by thick bark, and with this roar, countless leaves flew out of the canopy on the Wood Demon's head, turning into sharp knives and shooting at the enemies who hurt him, and more vines ricocheted out of the Wood Demon's body, swinging like the tentacles of an octopus at Rhaegar who was still transmitting electricity through the vines he was grasping.

The geist snorted coldly, still holding on to the vines in his hand, the three magic shields around the guard's body were under the control of his mind to meet the leaves flying in the air, in the ripples in the air, those leaves that could cut the toughest animal skins were all blocked two meters in front of Rhaegar, at the same time, scorching flames erupted from Rhaegar's body, wrapping him firmly, and the vines that were about to tear apart their opponents suddenly retreated in a hurry like a school of sharks, and some of the slower ones had been ignited by the flames of magic。

The wood demon's howl was even sharper, the flames attached to the vines were terrifying to the bones, and even more serious, the vine that had been firmly grasped by the opponent was already on fire, and the flames were burning along the vine towards its body.

The will to survive brought out the Wood Demon's potential, and the monster pulled its root-like foot out of the dirt with unprecedented speed, desperately retreating, and under the vigorous pull, the vines that had become fragile under the action of the flames were easily torn off, and at the same time, the ends of the vines that had been ignited by the flames finally broke away from its body.

But for the Wood Demon, the crisis was far from over, its clumsy body could not escape Rhaeggar's attack, and after a few bolts of lightning, the poor creature had lost most of its branches, leaving only a bare tree and a few vines on its body.

An irresistible fear rose from the wood demon's heart, and for the second time in its life, it felt the threat of death, and the monster retreated as fast as it could, bluffing at what few vines it had left, while inwardly cursing the hateful adversary who had driven it here.

It didn't originally belong here, and deeper in the jungle, there was a home that fascinated it. There, it doesn't have to worry about the lack of food, the numerous monsters and animals of all kinds, and the birds that try to build nests on it as a big tree, provide it with an abundant source of food, and on days when there is no prey, it has an innate ability to survive on water and sunlight like a plant, and it does not have to worry about its own safety, at least a dozen companions have become the overlords of the jungle in that area, where they can do whatever they want, and the only fate for any creature that dares to challenge their authority or threaten their survival is to be torn to shreds。

But all of this was ruined by the sudden appearance of a terrible being. Not satisfied with the seizure of their territory, the hateful creature demanded that they all become its slaves, and in order to defend their freedom, the Wood Elf and his companions fought valiantly against their enemies. But after witnessing its companions being torn apart one by one by their opponents in hand-to-hand combat, and then devoured without care, fear finally conquered the Wood Demon's mind, and it became timid, and took advantage of the opportunity of its companions to fight it, and ran out desperately until it came to the place it thought was safe.

However, it became its burial place.

"I should fight alongside my friends," thought the Wood Demon's not-so-bright mind at the last moment, "so at least we can stay together." Then a coarse bolt of lightning fell from the sky and split it into a piece of char.

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