"Rustling ......"

A tree root, crawling slowly without any creature noticing.

Just now, another mage goblin was strangled by him.

The ordinary appearance, the dust is decorative, and the length of it may be surprising, but it will never make people look at it twice.

Goblins are low-level, stupid creatures.

And how will you find out.

Will it be something like tree roots that invaded their land this time?

“￥%##！”

"There must be a demon coming to us."

Many goblins patrol the camp, armed with sharp weapons to guard against enemies.

In just two days, thousands of goblins have been assassinated.

This is an extremely staggering number, and it also means that at every time of the day, a member of the clan has suffered an accident.

Many goblins were even killed inexplicably in their sleep.

This was an extremely terrifying thing, which made all the inhabitants of the Black Soil Forest panic and the atmosphere was tense.

If it weren't for the patriarch's presence, the timid clansmen would have been scared away.

The enemy can't see, or even know where the sacredness is......

Moreover, he still died in his own home-

What a terrible thing this is!

This matter naturally reached the ears of Bai Saigon.

Who is this goblin hunter?

Bai Saigon was so angry that he was going crazy, and now it was the time to use troops, and he didn't expect to encounter such a big crisis.

It immediately ordered all members of the clan not to go out alone, but to be in a group at all times, and to signal immediately if there was any situation.

However, this has not reduced the mortality rate.

Every hour, goblins are killed, and the power of the entire alliance is gradually declining.

"Fear as much as you want."

Charlotte saw everything that was happening in the Black Soil Forest and muttered.

Goblins, he knows how terrible and disgusting this monster is.

In the past two days, he has assassinated these guys by all kinds of cruel means, and he has not made a single mistake.

Of course, thanks to tree roots in other locations, they can help with the sharing of vision.

Charlotte always strikes at the target at the best time!

It's not obscenity, it's not meanness.

A winner is a winner.

Since ancient times, how can there be any upright and upright saying?

At the beginning, he chose to be a thief as his main profession, because he liked the gorgeous and refreshing feeling of being one step ahead of others and killing with one hit.

Patience lurks.

Serious assassination.

Hard work will always be rewarded.

After killing thousands of goblins, Charlotte naturally gained a lot of experience and successfully leveled up.

He has now reached level 23.

The experience bar is deep and long, and the experience gain is less.

Even if you kill another 1,000 goblins, it may be difficult to level up.

Luckily, there are still a lot of 'prey' in this black soil forest.

As long as these goblins don't run away, he can slowly wipe them out!

The Goblins of the Black Soil Forest spent two days in a difficult and painful way.

Thousands of goblins died, and most of the clan camps were filled with corpses.

On the fourth day, the identity of the enemy was finally found.

“#@*……！”

"Little ones, cut off all the roots around the camp!!"

Dressed in silver armor and wearing a golden helmet, Bai Saigon walked violently to the middle of the camp and shouted loudly.

It is not difficult to find that in its hands is a broken branch.

Just now, it happened to bump into one of its own shamanic goblins, entangled in the roots of a tree to death.

Unexpectedly, the murderer who killed so many of his clan soldiers -

Damn roots!

Bai Saigon's eyes were full of anger, and he directly put the roots of the tree in his mouth and chewed them into crumbs and spat them into the ground.

Many goblins were puzzled after hearing the patriarch's order.

But they took up their arms and cut down the roots of the dead trees on the ground.

In a great chaos, many tree roots and even dead trees were destroyed and fell, and the dust was scattered.

"Looks like it's time."

Charlotte did not hesitate to fight back after several roots were cut off.

The roots of the tree suddenly burst out with extremely powerful power, binding the enemy in place and strangling him to death.

“#￥%@！！”

"The enemy is the root of the tree, the root of the tree is alive, everyone kill it!"

The goblin companions who saw this terrifying scene next to them shouted in shock, attracting the attention of the surrounding area.

Many goblins focused on the roots of the moving trees.

Some mages swung fireballs and ice arrows, some hunters threw spears, and all kinds of attacks were used.

After learning that the enemy was the root of the tree, the gloom in the hearts of these goblins finally dissipated, and they were less afraid.

On the contrary, there is a kind of catharsis, and the grievances and fears that have been pent up before are quite hard.

Just when the whole camp was in 'unprecedented' chaos.

“！ @￥@@！ ”

"Die, intruder!!"

A mage goblin, swinging his staff, unleashes a fireball that blasts at the roots of the tree.

The root of the tree only shook, and the sparks on its body bounced out, and there was no damage in the slightest.

Fireball technique, but it doesn't work?

The mage goblin's eyes widened as he stared blankly at the incredible scene.

After possessing the primary fire resistance attribute ability, it is difficult for ordinary fireball spells to deal substantial damage to Charlotte.

As everyone knows, a tree root is emerging from the ground behind.

"Are you going to play with fire?!"

Charlotte mobilized the roots of the tree and directly bound the mage goblin, unable to move.

The source flame of the fire tree ....began to spontaneously combust!

Before the other party could react, his whole body was suddenly wrapped in scorching flames and burned.

With a heart-rending scream, the poor unfortunate bastard was burned alive.

These days, Charlotte has long buried more of her roots in the black soil woods, making it difficult for the outside world to find out.

His plan was comprehensive and prevented anything that would happen.

Next, a similar situation occurred in several areas of the black soil forest:

As long as it is a high-level goblin, it will become a target for assassination at the root of the tree.

Compared to before, these roots are more bold and bold, directly in front of the other goblins.

And because of the chaos of the scene, there is no longer the previous sense of vigilance and sensitivity.

It is often when a goblin dies that it makes a noise that attracts the attention of other clansmen.

“@#￥！”

"Calm down, everyone is coming closer to me!!"

The more the Lord of Bai Saigon looked at the situation around him, he immediately shouted anxiously.

It found that the targets of those roots were the high-ranking soldiers it had cultivated for a long time, all of them elites.

If it's an ordinary goblin, what if a thousand die?

Anyway, there are many similar creatures around, and when the time comes, they can be recruited and used for their own use.

But those shamanic priests, and centurions and the like, one less dead, is too troublesome to cultivate.

If the situation continues like this, those elites will be killed!