Chapter 923: The Good Friday of the Withered Elves

That being said, on the way to the sacred tree, the Blood Elves encountered a problem.

A strange group of creatures that had never been seen before blocked their way.

From the outside, the creatures were supposed to be some kind of magic plant, with heads like flower buds, hands with wide leaves, and feet with roots, and although they walked staggeringly, they clearly had the same sense of action as animals.

On the Crimson Moon, the only one that can spawn a demon plant with the ability to act autonomously is the Sacred Tree World Tree.

In fact, with the exception of the enigmatic ecosystem of the Moon Beast, the real ecological chain on the Crimson Moon is all based on the World Tree.

But Janradin could swear by his last name that he had never seen such a strange plant on a sacred tree.

"This is the enemy, don't be fooled, follow me!"

The leader of the patrol team to which Zhan Latin belonged roared loudly in front of him, waving a wooden scythe that had already sprouted a few young shoots.

As soon as he finished speaking, the captain who could go head-to-head with an elephant-sized moon beast was already kicked to the ground by the slender strange creature......

The nearby blood elves, including Zhan Ladin, were stunned for a moment.

The sight of the five big and three thick giant scythe warriors being kicked down by a bean sprout is really shocking.

"These things ......"

Although their weapons are all made of wood, all of them are made from the trunk of the World Tree, the branch of the World Tree. If it is used by ordinary people, it can only be regarded as a sturdy weapon at most, comparable to an ordinary weapon of iron.

But for the withered elves born in the World Tree, this weapon of the same origin as their ancestors is undoubtedly the most suitable weapon.

From childhood, plague elves were given their own weapons, starting with a one-man stick and then nurturing through years of magic. The stick will grow into a weapon that suits itself.

They do not change weapons for the rest of their lives unless they are destroyed.

After battles and more accumulation, those weapons will begin to 'sprout', and with each additional sprout, the weapon's power will rise to a new level. When ten buds grow on the weapon, the weapon will sublimate again. Become the most powerful source of power for the Blighted Elves.

This is the 'Forest Spirit Armament' unique to the Plague Elves.

The Forest Spirit Armament has only been around for less than a hundred years, and its history is much shorter than that of the Withered Colossus, and after using the Withered Colossus to fend off the attack of the Moon Beast, the Plague Elves have the leisure to study this new power and master it in a hundred years. If the withered colossus can only stalemate with the moon beasts, then the forest spirit armament is the power that surpasses the ordinary moon beasts.

In fact, if it weren't for the ancient creature 'Naia' and the twelve moon beast elders, the moon beasts on the crimson moon would probably have been hunted out now.

It is precisely because of this kind of thing that the plague elves will trade things like the withered colossus as commodities to the Elder Council...... Having mastered a higher level of power, they were not afraid of the counterattack of the Elders.

"This thing ......," Janradin roared from between his teeth. The long knife-shaped Senjing weapon in his hand had already slashed at the bean sprouts in front of him.

But to his surprise, the bean sprouts didn't take this hard, but only twisted his body a few times, and dodged this thunderous blow as soft and fluttering!

In the next moment, at the moment when Zhan Ladin's knife was in a state of stiffness because the knife was too fast, the two wide leaves of the bean sprouts were pushed onto Zhan Ladin's chest.

Zhan Ladin felt as if he had been hit by a large moon beast, and his chest ached. The whole person was like a pebble in the water, and he was beaten and flew out. Bounced a few times on the ground, knocking down several withered elves who couldn't dodge.

Although it is not Tai Chi, there is no doubt that Xiwei has imprinted the genes of this bean sprout-like creature to overcome rigidity with softness. And in this world where there is no Zhang Sanfeng, naturally no one will know that there is such a thing as overcoming rigidity with softness......

So the negligent withered elves were beaten up by those strange bean sprouts.

After the blighted elves adjusted their mentality and faced the enemy seriously...... Well, they were still beaten up by the bean sprouts.

Until this time. Only then did the withered elves learn from the pain.

"Don't fight each other in close combat! These things are weird! Distance yourself with magic! ”

After a certain captain-level withered elf who had turned into panda eyes roared, the whole person jumped backwards and began to shake forward when the spell was cast.

The other blighted elves thought about it, and Emma was right, so instead of continuing to run in front of each other and get beaten. It's better to distance yourself and try it with magic.

It's not that the magic of the withered elves is weak, but at this time, they only think of long-range magic warfare, because their melee ability has been greatly strengthened because of the forest spirit armament, so they usually choose melee combat......

But it didn't help.

After the blighted elves pulled away, the bean sprouts did not pursue - bean sprouts were agile, but they were not fast, which was one of their few weaknesses.

It's just that when the blighted elves enter the pre-cast shake, the sprouts take the buds (or pods?). Cheeks bulged, and then with a pop, green peas the size of a sea bowl smashed into the blighted elves like hidden weapons, interrupting their spell casting.

It is true that it is almost impossible to manufacture such ammunition indefinitely, but it is not difficult to supply it only in small quantities.

The suffering of the blighted elves was not over, as the green peas interrupted their spell and cracked into it, revealing a creature that resembled an alien facehug but turned green in color and swooped down on their bodies, entangling them as best they could.

So the withered elves who couldn't dodge were caught by the slow-swallowing bean sprouts because they were entangled by the face-hugging worms, and they were beaten up again......

Although the real casualties are not large, the morale of these guys has almost hit rock bottom.

If it weren't for the bean sprouts beating them to the point that it would be difficult to escape, I'm afraid that the pursuers of the withered elves would have completely collapsed by now......

Just when Zhan Ladin was beaten to the point that his head was dizzy, and his ears were completely buzzing and roaring, he suddenly found that his vision was filled with bright red.

He struggled to open his swollen eyelids, and finally saw the source of the bright red.

The dark green canopy of the World Tree, which originally covered the sky, was now like a maple tree in autumn, and all the leaves had turned bright red...... (To be continued......)