Days passed.

Ten meters away from the wild forest, the weedy field is crawling with ordinary wild tree roots.

No one noticed.

These seemingly ordinary plants have long surrounded the entire area of the Red Fang Camp.

Camp Red Fang is the most sub-ethnic group, with thirteen goblins who have lived here for a long time and have a reasonable distribution of work.

Some are responsible for hunting, some are responsible for reconnaissance and guarding, and some are responsible for lighting fires......

During this time, Charlotte silently observed and learned about the situation in the camp.

Among these goblins, there are six Goblin Hunters, three Goblin Lumberjacks, and two Goblin Throwers, Goblin Mages.

As normal.

Goblin Hunters, usually formulated with a hunting knife and an iron rod; Goblin Lumberjacks are felling axes, and Goblin Throwers are not easy to say, and what is taken out of the backpack is usually a short spear or a strong drug, or even a stone.

Charlotte guessed that the highest combat power here should be the Goblin Hunter, and the level is estimated to be about level eight.

To him, these goblins are more like ordinary map monsters.

With Charlotte's current attributes and abilities, it is really not difficult to kill these low-level goblins in seconds.

The only thing to be wary of is the Goblin Thrower.

Because I don't know the other party's attribute panel, who knows what this kind of guy will throw?

Charlotte's body is in the canyon.

There is also a trap area in the wild woods, which can be used as your last guarantee.

So he didn't worry too much.

It was after careful observation that Charlotte made this camp her own target.

So, he intends to take action today.

Out of an abundance of caution.

Charlotte dragged out the plan until late afternoon.

Because of the hot weather, most of the goblins took refuge in the camp's dilapidated tents to escape the heat.

There were only three Goblin Hunters, still standing guard outside.

They stand in the sun, looking around from time to time to see if there is any movement.

They look more like they're in a daze.

Charlotte mobilized the roots of the trees lurking around the camp and prepared to attack.

"Rustling......" A faint and imperceptible movement reached the ears of a goblin hunter.

As if it had heard something, it looked down at its feet and saw that it was just the root of a wild branch.

Just as the goblin hunter was about to change locations and continue his patrol.

Suddenly, the root of the ordinary wild tree suddenly moved!

"Whoa!" The wild tree root tightened the goblin hunter's heels, and the burst of force pulled the opponent to the ground.

“#￥%#！！” The Goblin Hunter was startled and cursed with a vicious slur.

It wielded the hunting knife that hung from its waist, trying to cut the strange thing off.

However, the roots of the trees that had been waiting for a long time on the ground swooped down on his body, directly binding his limbs and even his head, and wrapping them tightly.

A terrifying force that faintly erupts between the roots of the tree!

"Click......"

The strange-looking 'cocoon' only trembled a few times, and soon ceased to move.

[You inflict vital death on the target, and normal attacks are converted into fatal blows!] ]

[You killed the Goblin Hunter in the Red Fang Camp for 300 XP]

Soon, information about the Goblin Hunter popped up from the Phantom panel:

Level 6, the three attributes of strength and body resistance are 9, 6, and 13 respectively, and the attributes are indeed higher than those of the lumberjack.

Charlotte just glanced at it and didn't pay much attention to it.

The roots of the tree retreated, leaving behind dead bodies.

Because of the sound coming from here, a hunter not far away approached.

It let out a scream of surprise with a changed expression, and looked down at the corpses of its companions on the ground, trying to find out what it looked like to be the cause of death.

However, a long, sneaky root tied its left calf.

“？？” The Goblin Hunter looked at his feet in disbelief.

In the next moment, it was torn over by the terrible force of suffocation, and it rolled on the spot into a dog-eating position, and then dragged all the way to ten meters away.

Aside from the sound of rubbing the ground, the goblin hunter didn't even have time to scream.

Until, it was dragged into the river......

[You killed the Goblin Hunter in the Red Fang Camp for 300 XP]

A Goblin Hunter approached, and it heard an eerie noise.

Upon seeing the corpse, it immediately let out an exclamation and tried to report it to its fellow tents.

Another tree root tied its neck from behind and pulled it in the direction of the sky.

The poor fellow, hanging directly from under a treetop, struggled and kicked his legs in mid-air.

The Goblin Hunter wants to use his hunting knife to cut off the roots of the tree.

However, the damn thing suddenly turned red and burst into flames.

For a split second, an intense burning sensation burned in the Goblin Hunter's neck.

Fire Tree Source Flame!

"Uh-uh-uh-uh-whoa!!"

Its eyes widened, and it screamed in pain, to the extent that it smoked.

It didn't last a few breaths, and it died......

The sudden flurry of movements caught the attention of the goblins in the Red Fang camp.

They rushed out one after another, looking warily for their enemies.

So quiet?

What the hell is it that attacked them?

The goblins couldn't find the killer just as they looked at it, only the corpses of their companions on the ground and hanging from the trees.

This is the best time to attack!

Charlotte, who had been waiting for a long time, took control of a hunting knife that he had just picked up, and swung it out with all his might.

His target was one of the Goblin Throwers.

Laugh at!

Before the goblin thrower could be heard, the blade flashed straight across its neck, sending green blood splattering.

Its eyes widened and it fell to the ground dead.

[You killed the Goblin Thrower in Camp Red Fang, gaining 300 XP]

This Goblin Thrower is level 8 and has the secondary damage effect of the throwing skill.

What the hell?

This root... Will also use hunting knives to kill people??

“*@%*”

"Demon Tree Root!!" (Goblin)

Caught off guard, the other goblins screamed and waved their weapons.

In less than a few breaths, the root of the tree that controlled the hunting knife was cut to pieces, and the root branch at the back end was quickly withdrawn.

Seeing that this strange thing wants to escape-

Those goblins immediately chased after them.

"Violent throwing!"

The Goblin Thrower threw his short spear with all his might, breaking the roots of the tree several meters long from a distance, boosting morale.

This move can burst into twice the power attribute effect, and if it hits the target, it can deal an extraordinary blow.

Unfortunately, none of the attacks landed on Charlotte's body.

He has a lot of roots, and they are all tentacles that can be his minions.

Loss, the energy consumed can also grow back quickly.

What's more, a whole tree root is broken, and the pain caused him is not much, and the blood loss is only a matter of a few things.

Not to mention that these attacks only destroyed the front part of the tree roots.

However, you have to do a full set of plays!

Charlotte controlled the mobilization of the roots, twitched and shivered vigorously, and fled.

When the roots of the tree behave in a panic, even the goblins with low IQs can see it.

All the remaining goblins chased after them, crossed the creek, and rushed into the wild woods in a menacing manner.

"Come on, I'm going to have some fun with you!"

When she saw these goblins rushing into the wild forest area, Charlotte was relieved.

His roots are limited in length, and they haven't spread beyond Camp Red Fang.

If these goblins were frightened and fled in all directions, it would be difficult for him to kill them all at once.

If they are allowed to escape, they are likely to reveal their identities.

Therefore, this trick is the safest way to lure them into the wild forest by 'retreating as advancing'.

This place has long been full of many traps that he has prepared.

These stupid goblins are going to be doomed when they come in!

Soon.

From time to time, strange cries were heard in the wild woods, which were extremely miserable......