For those who have experience, a single Wood Demon is not scary, and the biggest reliance of this creature is their camouflage that is almost indistinguishable from that of ordinary trees, and if someone can see through this camouflage, then these sluggish people can only watch the other person walk past their attack range and be powerless.

However, if there are more than a certain number of Wood Monsters in an area, the situation will be completely different. In addition to being able to round up their prey, these monsters with certain plant characteristics can also connect their roots to each other underground, and with the help of the combined force formed by this connection, they can control the surrounding plants at will and make them their own puppets, as long as there are five wood demons within one square kilometer, all the plants and trees in this area will be used for them.

In the woods across the river, according to Rhaegar's detection magic, there were at least twenty Wood Demons.

"How are we going to get through there?" even the Tomahawk, who had never known how to retreat, hesitated after listening to Rhaeggar's explanation, "I don't want to use my own axe to chop wood from the entire forest. ”

"Maybe we can get around them," Nack said hesitantly, "the forest is huge, we don't have to go there." ”

"It can't be. Rhaegar flatly rejected the proposal: "As you said, this forest is huge, in fact, the entire perimeter of the swamp is almost entirely surrounded by it, and without a clear route to guide us, we are likely to get lost here, and even if we are able to get out at the end, our supplies will be consumed in large quantities, and we will not be able to complete the rest of our journey in the swamp." ”

"Even if my magic is in its prime, we can't fly over such a vast area," Rhaegar continued, "The Timber's ability to control trees increases exponentially with the increase in numbers, and twenty Timbergens are enough to control dozens of square kilometers of woods. We now have only two options: either find a new way or get through here. ”

"Or we can have another way," Willy said suddenly, looking at a mound not far from them, and said two words: "Termites." ”

Termites were undoubtedly the least welcome guests, whether to ordinary trees or wood demons, but for the members of the expedition, these little white insects were more precious than any treasure at this time.

"We've searched every nook and cranny of at least twenty square kilometers," the elf said to Rhaegar "all the termite colonies in this area have been planted with the magic signs you made, and it's up to you to see what happens." ”

Rhaegar nodded, then closed his eyes, and his spiritual power turned into wisps of tentacles, using the surrounding original energy as a medium to expand in all directions, exploring the marked termite nest.

In Rhaegar's mental world, the magical marks were as conspicuous as a lighthouse on the sea at night, and soon he found all his targets, and then Rhaegar's consciousness entered the inside of the nest through the mounds of dirt.

It was not difficult to control these simple-minded creatures, and with the immense strength of Rhaegar's psychic power, countless termites crawled out of their nests and surged to his location.

"That's at least ten million of them!" said the dwarf in amazement, looking at the almost endless colony of termites, "It's unimaginable." ”

After all the termites arrived, Rhaegar began his next move, first introducing the termites into the pre-set trap, and at the same time raising the magic barrier around the trap so that even if his mind control failed, the termites could not escape his grasp, and then, he took out the magic pocket that had been emptied beforehand.

This magic pocket is a tool for mages to store their belongings, at least a thousand times its size, and with Rhaeggar's spell, countless termites rise into the air and are continuously thrown into the pocket, and when the pocket is full, Rhaegar carries it and flies into the woods in the distance.

With the help of detection magic, Rhaegar easily pinpointed the location of the Wood Demons, and after flying above one of them, he lowered it to a height just outside of its attack range, then opened his pocket and dumped the termites inside onto the Wood Demon's canopy.

Ignoring the scent of insects emanating from the Wood Demon, the Termites began to gnaw on the wood around them, driven by their instincts, which were magnified countless times.

The attacked Wood Spirits were terrified, their wooden bodies that could minimize the damage of any weapon, but they could not cope with the gnawing of these small insects, and the various weapons at their disposal, including the plants and trees they controlled, were powerless against the natural enemies of these plants. The panicked wood demon shook its canopy desperately, hoping to shake off the termites hiding on it, but it was only a futile struggle, and the termites firmly grasped the branches under their feet and continued to eat without any benefit.

The same happened to several other Timber Spirits who had been frequented by termites, and after emptying all the termites in their pockets, Rhaegar returned to the other banks of the river and put the other termites in their magic pockets.

These forest-dwelling termites are far stronger than their counterparts elsewhere, with several times the size of their counterparts, more powerful jaws, and surprisingly large appetites. Generally speaking, these termites have good self-control, and when the amount of food they consume reaches a certain amount, they will stop eating so that their digestive system is not overloaded, but at this moment, under the control of Rhaegar, these termites have no such scruples at all, and the hypnosis of magic makes them suffer from hunger all the time, and these little insects keep biting at the wood-like body of the wood demon until they are killed by the insect repellent gas emitted by the wood demon or die because they have eaten too much.

"We can go now," said Rega hurrying back to his companions after transporting the last batch of termites, deliberately turning his face a little pale in order to verify the fact that he had run out of mana not long ago, "but we must hurry, those termites will not be able to kill all the wood demons, and they will soon be free of the entanglement of these little bugs." In a reluctant state, he cast an acceleration spell on a few adventurers, and then, with the support of his companions, he waded across the creek and ran towards the woods occupied by the Wood Demons.

The Timber Demons, who were busy getting rid of the small bugs that might cause serious damage to themselves, had no time to pay attention to these explorers who swept around them like a gust of wind, and after ten minutes, the expedition team easily passed through this forest that was originally full of dangers.

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