After the dark green light submerged in the body, there was no unusual feeling, but it scared Yang Biao and "Xingmeng" next to him.

The two of them followed closely and ran into the safe zone, watching the dark shadow in the distance vigilantly.

[Skill: Firestorm - Summons a pillar of fire to burn all enemies within the radius]

[Channel duration 7 (-3.6) seconds, mana cost 120 points, attack range 50 meters, duration 4 seconds, damage 128 points per second]

Wang Meng really didn't expect that this strange black shadow would really give himself a skill, and this skill seemed to be pretty good.

AOE damage skill, 128 damage per second within 50 meters.

On top of that, this skill reduces the channeling time by 3.6 seconds with its own agility bonus, while the duration of Firestorm is 4 seconds.

This also means that Wang Meng only needs to chant and play the first Flame Storm to be able to realize the perpetual motion machine of wireless connection!

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"Second brother, do you think this thing can scare him?"

"I don't know, but anyway, I can't let them go on like this! We are guarding the forest, there are so many tree spirits, he killed more than 30 last time, and more than 100 this time, if it goes on like this, we will have to be bald by him here! ”

"yes...... We don't look like the old clams, they have an altar of life there, and they can be resurrected when they die, and the old clam has a low IQ, so maybe they don't understand what happened for a while! ”

"Hey, pity our brothers, absorbing the essence of the leylines for decades, in the end it is just a stepping stone under the feet of others!"

In the middle of the forest, far away from Wang Meng and the others, two small saplings were squatting on the ground, chatting with each other.

One of the saplings held a small ball with a beautiful style in his hand, and this ball was releasing wisps of dark green shimmer at this time, casting a tall and terrifying black shadow behind the little sapling.

That's right, the black shadow that shouted with Wang Meng and a few people just now was this little sapling.

They are the two bosses of the Ancient Palace, guarding this woodland and the last passage to the Temple of the Legacy of the Lord of the Forests and Swamps.

As one of the few top-level bosses in the first layer, the two of them have almost completely realistic intelligence, and in the game's setting, these treants are like their children.

"What, your wish did come true for me, but the purpose of our quest is to level up!"

"So...... Can you let me kill some more dryads? ”

"It's not much, it's just 100 and we can level up!"

In the distance, Wang Meng's shouts came from the safety zone.

"Only 100?" Hearing Wang Meng's words, the little sapling almost vomited blood and died on the spot!

"Trialist, I've got your wish granted, you don't want to be too aggressive!" The little sapling urged the ball in his hand, and his deep voice sounded again.

"But...... We can't help it.,This Ancient Temple copy is our last choice.,Now there's players everywhere outside.,Except for your copy.,We can't find monsters! ”

On the other side, Wang Meng, who was hiding in the safety zone, almost had the answer in his heart.

The owner of this deep voice must have been afraid of the three of them, so he came up with such a solution.

After all, if you can solve the problem by doing it, then why bother to bother with so many words and give a big gift for nothing?