Feathered Serpent is one of the few living creatures in the game that is related to "soul energy". They feed on the Rock Fire Bug, which is nicknamed "Bloodthirsty Bugs" by players, and the belligerent factor secreted by them is statistically manifested as a buff called "Battle Torture", which has the effect of "increasing damage by 25%, increasing damage taken by 50%, and losing 1% of their current health per second after leaving combat". Therefore, the Feathered Serpent contains a large amount of soul energy all over its body, and if it weren't for the high temperature that would have drastically reduced the combat power of the deceased, it is estimated that the Fallen Fall Palace would have risen from the bottom of the Black Stone Mountain.

Therefore, McTallen's "Weeping Soul Domain" has a strong interference ability, which is reflected in the player's inaccurate hits and a serious sense of lag in character operation, and in the real Lokan, it is like purgatory on earth.

A wounded druid took his teammates who rushed to support him as an enemy who pounced on him to mend his sword, and tore them together with the determination to break the net, and when he sobered up, he found that his hands were stained with the blood of his friends, and he began to cringe at the same time, not knowing whether he was awake now, and then was surrounded by three feathered snakes and torn to pieces. There are positives and negatives, and a golden eagle that was chasing the injured Feathered Serpent was suddenly besieged by three teammates, and blood was suddenly sprinkled all over the sky......

Although three level 70 top-notch combat forces joined the battle early on, they still couldn't change the fact of heavy casualties.

In the realm that was as bright as day for a while, several streamers pursued McTarron, and then they were all dodged by the ghostly figure of the other party. Although her wings were injured, with the help of the flying ability brought by the domain, she was still inseparable from the three-person battle, and she was worthy of her identity as a level 75 wild map boss.

"Damn, why is this guy so strong?"

Artes, who had combat experience with the other party, looked incredulous.

"It's just different for a woman who has been injured." Gustavo slammed into her as he babbled his words.

"Remember me, woman, the one who made you hurt so much that you couldn't stand it!"

A hint of contempt flashed across McTarlen's face, and he didn't shy away from it, and he slammed into the opponent's fist-to-fist.

With a loud bang, a wave of air spread out from the intersection of the two fists, and the affected units could not even maintain normal flight, and from the outside it looked like the field was stretched by a swimming ring.

Gustavo's face was full of surprise, he lost to the opposite sex in the strength contest for the first time, and then flew out with a whirl.

Suddenly, three earthen walls appeared behind him out of thin air, pierced by him one by one, but the momentum of being knocked away also slowed down.

Seeing this, McTarron did not continue the pursuit, but let him go like a cat and mouse, and turned to attack Artes. Misshya, the captain of the fire, hurried to help.

……

Outside the realm, the people on the ground are also fighting against the overwhelming Quetzalcoatl, but due to their ability to fly, they can only be beaten passively in most cases, and only the Valley Walkers who are good at long-distance magic are better, but their numbers are too small to be anything compared to the huge number of Quetzalls.

Mu Yan said a few words to Surya through the ring, and then beckoned to Maga.

"Maga, let the ten trees form a formation of three, four, three, twenty meters apart, and let all the valley walkers who know arachnifsu come to my side, and we will do a big one."

"Yes."

Maga, who was very convinced of him, did not hesitate.

As one command after another was given, the ten vine warriors began to move, and the vines and leaves on their bodies rattled.

At this time, the gathered team of valley walkers approached and was evacuated from the main battlefield, much to the dissatisfaction of this group of guys.

"If you have something to say, let it go!"

A strong man with a feline face and two white beards on it shouted. He didn't think it was glorious to be commanded by a second-ring mage, though Maga blew the other man like a flower, and Freya said so.

Mu Yan raised his eyebrows, he hadn't seen the other party, most likely he died in this battle. It seems that there are many people in the group below who are as dissatisfied with him as he is.

"Yumir......" Haza secretly kicked him, telling him not to make trouble.

"Hmph." Ymir relented slightly.

Mu Yan didn't explain anything, stood up and walked in front of everyone with a big grin, pointing to the ten trees.

"From south to north, from left to right, the ten trees are marked as one to ten, followed by the knee of each tree as 'down', the shoulder as 'middle', and the top of the canopy as 'up', and I ask you to release the 'spider web' in turn as I instruct."

"What do you want to do?" Ymir couldn't help but ask. "And I don't fish."

He didn't answer, pointing his wand at Tree Six.

"For example, under the sixth, on the nineth."

With a "bang", a cluster of crystal clear spider silk ejected like a sharp arrow, hanging on the knee of the No. 6 vine, and with a slight flick of his wand, the other end was wrapped around the crown of the No. 9 vine.

Ymir frowned, and he glanced at Haza, seeing that the surprise in the other's eyes was not much less than his.

"...... so soon," someone in the team sighed, and his voice seemed to speak everyone's mind.

"Your spells are the place where everyone will fight in the future, so please be sure to ensure the quality. I will adjust the density and position according to the quality of the silk for each of you. Mu Yan glanced at the crowd and continued: "My speed will be fast, if you can't keep up, don't hold on, no one will laugh at you." ”

After saying that, he held his wand and operated on his own, not caring if anyone followed suit.

"No. 5, No. 3."

"On the fourth, in the eighth."

"Number Six ......"

Haza was the first to pick up his wand and follow him to perform the "spider web", and then Ymir gritted his teeth and joined in, and more and more druids joined the web weaving army.

A huge three-dimensional beehive was quickly woven between the ten ancient trees, more than forty meters high, dense in the middle, sparse at the edges, the structure looked very rigorous, and the gap left was enough for the huge giant bear to shuttle, but the feathered snake that wanted to spread its wings would be disturbed.

In order to conserve his mana, Mu Yan stopped early, and he asked Freya to pack the spices prepared by Freya into a ball, let the other Fujiki warriors throw them out, and then let Tina, the only shooter in the team, shoot them one by one.

Although the latter was extremely reluctant, for the sake of the uncertain death of the two elven mages, he still did so.

Soon, the scent of spices spread through the air, spreading out in pockets with the help of the "Breeze Technique", the mouth of the bag facing the cobweb. McTarron was so focused on the fight that he didn't care about his children, they just fled like headless flies to the spice-thin place.

"All jungle hunters, there is your battlefield, tear your enemies apart with your fangs and claws!"

Maga's voice was heard through Imotru with the blessing of magic, and the cheetahs and giant bears who had been teasing by the feathered serpent for a long time roared and rushed over.

At the same time, Mu Yan covered his mouth with a cloth towel that came from nowhere, and forcibly endured the nausea to roast a row of insect corpses under the hive, and the fat body of the rock fire insect man who had been hollowed out of his internal organs sizzled on the iron plate, and an unpleasant smell accompanied by the smell of meat constantly stimulated the feathered snakes in the air.

A steady stream of feathered snakes emerged from the realm and pounced like madness at the source of the scent.

"Save—"

Seeing this, Mu Yan hurriedly shouted for help, but as soon as he shouted a word, Surya appeared beside him tacitly, and carried him back to the crowd without saying a word.

"Can't you change to a more elegant posture that doesn't tarnish my majestic image?"

"Like this?"

The girl took one of his arms and legs, and with a slight shake, she changed to a princess holding position.

“…… You'd better treat me like a sack. ”

"It's just you!"

Surya frowned and carried him all the way back to the crowd.

……

It turned out that Mu Yan's operation was effective, the number of feathered snakes decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon a thick layer of snake corpses fell underneath, and the leopards and giant bears of different colors bouncing back and forth on the spider web were like crazy bear children, and they actually stretched their claws out of the hive. They used the methods of building ladders and air relays to attack the enemy who was not patrolling at an altitude of more than 60 meters, and coupled with the encirclement of the valley walkers, the air troops who were fighting bloodily in the field suddenly felt relaxed.

At the same time, as the number of feathered serpents decreased, the three Gustavo also felt that McTalan was not as strong as she was at the beginning, and even said that her momentum was weakening at an alarming rate.

"Woman, you're not going to do it so soon! I'm still very brave! ”

Gustavo reappeared like an unbeatable little strong, and the Quetzalcoatl Empress was very irritable, and the vertical snake pupils suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and the brave patriarch fell down quickly with his head in his arms and wailing as if he had been hit hard.

"You pestered her."

Artes spoke to Misshua, his figure flickering six times in a row, catching Gustavo before he could fall out of the field.

"Anjie baby! Come, kiss one! ”

Gustavo, who was being held by him, suddenly leaned over to him like crazy.

“Grwee-thehb！ [Elf, equivalent to F**k]" Artes let out a rare foul slur, and then let go without saying a word.

The weightlessness and the sound of the wind whistling in his ears quickly sobered Gustavo to his senses, and he hurriedly stabilized himself and flew back again.

"Damn, you're playing yin with Lao Tzu!"

The patriarch was furious, and with his hands on the vine staff, he straddled it like a witch on a broomstick, and rushed towards McTarron with great speed.

"Get out of the way, let me kill her!!"

He shouted as he let go of his hands, and his arms turned into tree trunks, and several vines grew, as if they were about to tighten the other, but in this way, the vinewood staff looked more and more obscene as if it had grown from under his crotch.

Mishya dodged away in disgust, but she didn't forget to help, summoning five walls of excellent quality to trap the Quetzalcoatl Empress in them.

McTarron didn't have time to dodge, and forcibly spawned two bloody wings from behind, protecting himself, intending to fight the other party.

However, just as the two were about to make contact, Gustavo suddenly showed a smile that he thought was evil and crazy, but was actually stupid, which was extremely in line with his personal temperament. As he crashed into the other man, the staff under his crotch suddenly disappeared, and the vines extending from his arms suddenly became dry and sharp, stabbing into the wound on McTarron's back before his avatar as he embraced him.

"Roar—"

A hint of horror appeared on the Quetzalcoatl Queen's charming face, and she opened her mouth wide and let out an almost beastly roar.

"Baby, am I long and hard enough!"

At this time, the patriarch did not forget to say, he hugged each other tightly, and the sharp vines stretched out again.

As the vines deepened, McTarron's body was stirred up, blood foam splattered from her gaping mouth, and the brilliance in the snake's pupils gradually dimmed.

As Gustavo pulled his hand out of her back, blood gushed out of the wound as if it didn't need money, and for a moment the air was filled with a rich soul energy, which smelled like a fairy and gave birth to infinite fantasies in his mind.

Gustavo carried McTallen's corpse with his restored hands, and when he saw the realm gradually dissipating, he shouted: "Snake sticks of Blackstone Mountain, your leader has been killed by me!" Acquaintances, hurry back! Otherwise, there will be no mercy! ”

His words were injected into everyone present like a stimulant, and for Feathered Serpent, seeing the body of the Mother Empress being carried in her hands, he felt that her breath had dissipated, and sorrow and despair welled up in his heart like a tide, and they all dragged their tired bodies to flee to the southwest.

Seeing the group of snakes retreat, Gustavo finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then he saw that the woman in his hand disappeared, and at the same time, the gradually dissipating field reunited into a snake body more than sixty meters long and more than two meters wide.

"Spread out!! Get out of the way below! ”

He hurriedly shouted, and at the same time quickly ran under the snake's body, carrying the snake body like a superman who saved the earth, trying his best to stop it from falling.

"Let's go, let's go—"

This touching scene makes people who don't know what to do know really shed tears when they see it, and the determination in the eyes of the patriarch and the courage to protect the clan to the death really make people cry when they hear it, and those who see it are sad, I am afraid that the most hard-hearted people in the world will also be moved.

"We let you be the patriarch because of the water in our brains......"

Maga muttered as she raised her staff, then chanted:

"All valley walkers, join me in using the Hurricane Technique to remove the snake corpse."

Hundreds of staves stretched out, everyone's voices converged, and a gust of wind quickly rolled up in the calm night, and even many cobwebs were blown away by the wind, and several vine trees were overturned, lying on all fours on the ground.

What no one noticed was that the thick layer of Feathered Serpent's corpse was filled with invisible soul energy, and along with the one emitted from McTallen's corpse, it was blown high into the air by the hurricane spell, and to some creatures it was as bright as a beacon in the dark night.

Gustavo, who didn't make Superman, pouted and fell to the ground, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he saw that everyone had achieved extraordinary results.

"Yes, you can fight like this without elf reinforcements, and it's progressive."

Maga ignored him, walked straight to Mu Yan, and bowed deeply.

"Thank you, Mr. Shamu, for your assistance."

Mu Yan smiled, this time he also gained a lot of experience, and there was no problem in basically rising to level twenty-seven or eighth.

Hearing the word "reinforcements", Artes, who had just landed, frowned.

I have the impression that the distress signal was sent more than an hour ago, why has it not been responded to now?

"Are you alright?" Mishuya's concern interrupted his thoughts, and he smiled and reached out and touched the other's face.

"Fight with you, and you'll be fine."

"Death to you!" The elf raised her eyebrows and slapped his hand away without embarrassment.

"You woman...... It is said that there should be romance for the rest of your life after the catastrophe, why don't you understand? Artes shrugged helplessly.

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The tranquil forest where Silvermoon City is located is northwest of the Ashen Valley, and in between, there is a steep mountain stream at the edge of the Sunset Forest, except for the waterfall formed when the Milky Way flows through the Dusk Swamp. There is no sunlight all year round, it is damp and cold, and it is inaccessible.

"Ahh Shanes sneezed, he rubbed the golden hot hair on the burning bones, the hairy dog didn't like cold places like him, but the hairless dog was jumping around alive, no, now it jumped in front of the elven captives, and gnawed at the bones of a lucky one.

What the? You question the use of the word "lucky"? What are you kidding, isn't it lucky enough to be able to be the boiling ration of Lord Shanes's beloved dog?

"Shanes, watch out for your dog, don't let it bite!" There was a grumbling at the door.

"Ertus, don't you see what your men are doing?" Shanes lazily popped out a spark that instantly lit up the corner of the cave. There, two fire demons with snake bodies on the lower body and four arms on the upper body were scratching the root of the wall in the southwest direction like crazy, making a tooth-aching sound.

"If they weren't so noisy, how could Boiling Blood be disobedient?"

The King of Fire Demon snorted coldly, raised his hand and threw out the black and red trident, and after two screams, the cave was quiet again.

"That's right." Shanes patted his burning head in satisfaction, and the latter stretched out his hot tongue and licked it at his face.

Suddenly, a flash of fire pierced through the humid air and landed on the ground into a woman in a golden robe, which enclosed the sides of her body, revealing a fascinating furrow and a flat belly in the middle.

Surprisingly, she also has two pointed ears, which are indistinguishable from elves.

"McTarron is dead, those idiots are getting soul energy everywhere, everything is going according to plan, and the second wave is expected to be soon." Her voice is a little lazy, full of seduction, and she exudes infinite charm in her gestures like herself.

"No wonder Etus's stupid servant is addicted." Shanes blew the dog hair on his hand and sneered, "I think Lord Garden sent the three of us here at once, isn't it a bit of a knife to kill chickens?" Do you want to make a bet on how many waves they can hold out? ”

"Bet with the most cunning hunter king in Safron, I'm not interested." Olaser winked at the hunter and walked straight to the captive pile, where he found a male elf, his feeble fingers caressing his handsome cheek.

"Master Garden's plan is seamless, let's just come just in case, it's best not to do anything, and the idle time with complaints might as well have some fun by yourself."

As she spoke, her hands slowly slid down the other party's face, touching her toned chest, and then her full abs, constantly exploring downward. Olasser's eyes seemed to tell a touching love story, and his hot and wet tongue was licking his rosy lips.

"What a pretty little guy, how many years have you been with the Sentinels?"

The male elf's face was flushed, and his eyes seemed to breathe flames, but his mouth was tightly tied by a rope, and he could not speak, only roaring from his throat.

As if she had thought of something interesting, she suddenly joked:

"Well, if this guy lasts thirty seconds, I'll bet with you, how about it?"

Shannes's eyes lit up, and he sat up straight.

"It's a deal! Useless elves! Chancellor Shannes cheers you on! ”

Hearing the words "useless elves", Olaser immediately glared back at him, and Shanes hurriedly covered his mouth.

The male elf suddenly felt that his doppelganger was being held by a hand, and the other party skillfully played with it, and soon he was full of fighting spirit. But the humiliation of being a captive and the hatred of his enemies filled him with guilt, and he was blinded by the pleasure of this sin.

"Twenty-five, twenty-six, come on!" Shanes counted hard, and suddenly, a burnt smell and the smell of meat escaped into the air.

"Olasser, you're cheating again!"

The King of Hunters lay down again, angrily pinching his bone-burning face.

The male elf was already dead, and before he could even let out a scream, Olaser broke his neck with his other hand.

The other party smiled and raised his other hand, which was burned with golden flames, and all the filth was purified.

"Perverted." Yetus, who was sitting in the doorway, snorted.