Head to the Avenue of the Roses in Saint-Obi, blocked by three military forts.

But without the Avenue of Roses, there are all kinds of trails, except that these trails are more dangerous, farther and not conducive to marching.

Angela is alone, but she has no such concerns, but she does not take the trail, but chooses the most difficult path, walking in a straight line.

St. Obi is located in the center of the Southern Plains, and as a plain, there are naturally not so many mountains and the like, but that doesn't mean it's easy to go.

The southern plains are full of waters, lakes and streams, and forests and swamps, which are just as difficult to walk and even more dangerous in the Dark Ages because of the abundance of species.

Only a daring artist like Angela would dare to do so.

However, even Angela didn't dare to make such a mocking act of crossing the sky with a magic carpet now, but honestly down-to-earth, covering up her breath, always alert to her surroundings, and quickly walking through.

Fortunately, Angela was physically strong at this time and was able to survive.

However, there are all kinds of things in the forest, and accidents are inevitable.

On the night of the blood moon, in front of an unnamed swamp, Angela stopped, leaned against a large tree, and scanned the swamp with her eyes blazing.

There was calm in the swamp, with only a few wisps of green smoke rising from it.

Angela frowned slightly and quietly stepped back.

Compared to other swamps, there were crocodiles, pythons, or whatever, but this swamp was so calm, like stagger water.

Angela went down several times to probe and found that there was nothing in the swamp but mud.

And around the forest, there was also nothing, and the silence was terrifying.

This situation is what Angela fears the most, so for safety reasons, she decides to bypass it.

At this time, the swamp has moved.

Several bubbles bulged out, and with a bang, the bubbles burst, and a few wisps of green smoke came out.

Angela felt her surroundings shake slightly, with a few distortions, Angela felt that something was wrong, the elegance of the cat, the swiftness of the leopard, the wind spell, and the leap of thousands of miles were used in a row, Angela's speed increased greatly, and she flew backwards like lightning.

A swamp twisted, forming a huge black arm that grabbed Angela.

The trees that stand in the way merge silently into the hands of this huge hand, becoming part of the hand.

The sky suddenly darkened, and the few points of starlight that had penetrated through the dense foliage to the ground were gone.

Angela looked up and saw a huge palm covering the sky and pressing down from the sky.

In the palm of his hand, rancid mud swelled, forming a huge vortex that seemed to suck everything into it.

Angela gasped, there was actually such a scale of demonized mud monsters, and now, it was really a big trouble.

The smell of rancid smell was getting stronger, and Angela's feet were already starting to feel a little unstable.

A bubble head spell covered her head, and Angela felt better, and her originally dull brain was running rapidly.

Angela then found out that when she got close here, she had been poisoned.

The inconspicuous black mushrooms under the trees were the culprits, and the smell they emitted numbed Angela's perception, making Angela feel less in danger, and thus unknowingly approaching the swamp.

And this swamp is not an ordinary swamp at all, but a huge demonized sludge monster.

Sludge monsters aren't scary, and both fire and frost are their nemesis.

It's not scary to demonize the mud monsters, they just have a few more attacks than the mud monsters.

However, it would be terrible to form a demonized mud monster of a certain scale, and in the face of their overwhelming attacks, even if it was an army of 10,000 people, if it was not good, it would be wiped out.

Angela's face was not very good-looking, looking at the wolf tooth magic wand in her hand, her eyes flickered, and finally sighed.

Angela paused, looked at the huge palm that was getting closer and closer above her head, and finally made up her mind.

You can't run away like this, and you can only abandon the car to protect your handsomeness.

Angela slowly raised her wolf tooth magic wand and aimed it at the big hand above her head to make a throwing motion.

The head of the wolf's tooth wand burned like a giant torch, and the flames turned from red to blazing white, and the white light illuminated the surroundings, revealing the dead trees around them.

Angela only realized at this time that the trees were covered in mud and twisted, looking lifeless.

Angela threw the wolf's tooth wand with all her might, and the wolf's wand sank into the vortex in the center of the huge palm, and the next moment a flame expanded in the center of the palm, and the mud on the huge palm was burned by the flames and fell off from the sky.

Angela half-crouched down, her fingers scurrying across the ground, letting the hard mud smash down on her body, waiting for the perfect moment.

The huge palm fell, and with a loud bang, the surrounding trees were crushed to pieces, and a huge cloud of smoke and dust rose into the sky.

A magic array rose on the ground, and in the center, a huge fist made of dirt rose into the sky, and Angela stepped on this huge fist, jumping up like a grasshopper, and the huge fist shattered.

Oh!

With a dull roar, in the swamp, a white column formed by gas rose into the sky, and all the beasts and monsters within a radius of ten miles trembled when they heard the sound, because this was the angry roar of the overlord of this forest.

Angela turned her head and looked over there, her lips moving slightly, and then slammed down.

First it smashed through a branch, hundreds of leaves flew up, then smashed on the thick branch, the whole person was bounced out, and then fell on another branch......

After playing it a few times in a row, Angela let out a muffled grunt and finally landed on the soft ground covered with leaves, followed by a few dead leaves.

With a wolf howl, Angela approached with a snow-white moon wolf, this snow-white moon wolf was so big that it could be compared to an adult tiger.

He exuded a soft white light, and his pupils were green, but he didn't look vicious, with a hint of peace.

Arrogant, docile, two contradictory adjectives appeared in him at the same time, tall, strong, handsome three words put on him did not contradict him at all, there is no doubt that this wolf is simply handsome.

And on the back of this wolf sat a woman, a beautiful young woman in a fox fur.

The Howling Moon Wolf pulled it off, and the beautiful young woman slid off the back of the Howling Moon Wolf, walked in front of Angela, squatted down, lifted Angela's chin, and saw Angela's face clearly through the moonlight, with a look of memory in her eyes: "It's been more than ten years!" ”