This is a vast jungle, called the Forest of Life.

In this jungle, the tall trees of life thrive here, they have emerald branches and leaves, small as chicken hearts, exuding a huge breath of life everywhere, deep in it, every cell of the body is as if soaking in a hot spring, warm and comfortable like a mother's embrace.

It is said that every branch and leaf of the Tree of Life is a treasure that can bring a dying person back to life.

However, it refers to the mother tree of the Tree of Life, located deep in the jungle, where there is even a fountain of life that has given birth to countless lives, and it only takes a drop to make a tired person full of strength and recover from multiple injuries.

The most important point is that among these trees of life, only the mother tree in the center is able to produce the true fruit of life, and the daughter tree is only an extension of the life of the mother tree.

Although these sub-trees on the outskirts of the forest are lush and tall, they are also rare species, and although their branches and leaves are also considered excellent magical items, they cannot give birth to the fruit of life, let alone bring people back to life, and can only be regarded as a good medicine to replenish vitality and heal wounds.

There are many treehouses on the Tree of Life, and the closer you get to the center of the jungle, the more small they are. And the darlings of the forest that live around these treehouses are the spirits of nature, druids who are proficient in the magic of nature to be exact.

They have lived here for generations, and the Tree of Life has nurtured them and will be guarded by them, and any race that dares to harm the Tree of Life will be their enemies.

Although the children of the Copper Palace discovered this jungle that gave birth to the fruits of life, they were never able to take it for themselves. It is because of their existence.

However, the long campaign was not without results.

Maybe it's too much killing and blood. Perhaps to accelerate the growth of geniuses. In the end, the decision-makers on both sides made a compromise, and only the young and strong of the Terrans could enter the jungle. And the druid's interception is limited to those who are growing up.

And this time the battle of suitors was also arranged here by two old men.

Hundreds of noble children of the Imperial Capital Star City, as well as the younger generations of various countries and major organizations, are gathering together at this moment, shuttling through this jungle non-stop.

This was their second operation after entering the secret realm, and after the first wave of the cannibal tree, they were not sent out by Gatlin and Gander. They are lured into the druid's jungle for the next real mission.

Their mission is to capture enough Life Fruits from the Tree of Life in the jungle, which is the only criterion for determining whether or not they will make it to the ten spots in the final round.

However, although these guys are a little sloppy, they are all outstanding warriors among all forces. Although each of them is not rich in experience, the force is still strong, and they have mastered the powerful skills of each class.

Inevitably, the two sides fought in the jungle.

Although it is not fully armed, it is also a full force.

The fighting continued, and the two sides suffered damage to each other.

A bizarre race like a druid, to be precise, of the natural elves. Their men are handsome, their women are beautiful, and the most peculiar thing is that they can transform at will, and can turn into various magical beasts or tree people. It can not only melee combat like a monster, but also be able to unleash some natural magic, or transform into a tree man with strong defense and strong health regeneration.

Life magic is also their primary racial talent.

The battle is going on all the time, and many young people have been eliminated because of arrogance and lack of vigilance. I had to crush the life-saving thing in my hand and leave this secret realm.

In order to preserve the power of the race, both the druids and the Terrans have their descendants use a special teleportation charm, which is a consumable. It can only be used once, and only in this secret realm. Whether it's a Terran or a druid, as long as they crush it, they can get out of danger in an instant. However, of course, this means that the task will be failed and eliminated directly.

The extent of the jungle is extremely vast and deep.

As time passed, the battle between the two sides also entered a white heat.

There are constantly druids and suitors who are eliminated.

And in the depths of this jungle, a team of dozens of people is moving with all their might in the direction of the Mother Tree of Life.

At the head was a fair-skinned, handsome, tall young man with a personable demeanor and an extraordinary appearance.

He was dressed in a precious silver-white leather armor, which was made from the scales of a rare wurm silver-armored dragon, which had good toughness but was not lacking in tenacity, which happened to be the best attire for a light-armored warrior.

On the silver-white helmet, a seven-colored feather waving in the wind is particularly eye-catching.

This is none other than His Royal Highness Augustine, the little prince of the West. And the rest of the dozens of people gathered around him and protected him, including his guards and some of the imperial capitals who had taken refuge under him.

This group of men, perhaps because of their superior strength, appeared extremely confident, marched extremely fast, and they constantly crossed the woods. Even a cheetah or a demon bear with a druid's transformation suddenly attacked them, but it didn't affect their movement.

Although Augustine was a bit stubborn, he was quite talented in cultivation and commanding battles.

Under his orders, his subordinates fought in an extremely orderly manner, with a balance between attack and defense. Whenever danger came, shield-wielding guards stepped forward to fend off the first wave of attacks, however, the rest began to concentrate on long-range attacks.

Whenever a lone druid appears, it will become their trophy, and some of them will even be destroyed directly before they have time to crush the teleportation charm.

From time to time, transformed druids will turn into handsome and beautiful young druid warriors under their ferocious attacks, and flee in disarray.

Although they are all natural spirits who guard the tree of life, their attacks are very strong, and they are even more in the top of the tall trees, and they are always taken by surprise, but in the face of the solid defense and sharp and fire-focused counterattacks of His Royal Highness the Prince's squad with a large number of people, they can only be defeated, and even, once the reaction is slow, it is often the end of thousands of broken corpses and no bones.

In the course of the rapid march, such situations emerged one after another, and the lessons of the nature elves were extremely profound, so the druids' attacks began to be cautious, and they began to retreat and unite, slowly accumulating strength, and more often taking advantage of the geographical advantage to start a large-scale ambush. The battle also became extremely intense.

After several killings, His Royal Highness got closer and closer to the mother tree of the Tree of Life, and could even smell the fragrance of the fruits of life.

The strength of their team is still strong, although there is some damage, but it is not serious, and there are no deaths and eliminations, as the commander Prince Augustine, he is naturally a little proud.

His subordinates admired him even more.

"Dear Prince, we are approaching the Mother Tree of Life, right? I've heard that this fruit of life is a good thing, and it is said to bring the dead back to life. I'd love to see it. "A smaller figure was next to the prince, a woman, beautiful and bewitching, with a seductive look that wanted to hook the prince's soul, and although she was dressed in a man's leather armor, she was feminine in her words and deeds, apparently a female professional, a slave girl of Prince Augustine, named Gesley.

"Dear Gesley, you will have a chance. And I'll give you one. Although he admired Agnes a little, this did not prevent His Highness Augustine from spoiling his slave girls. (To be continued.) )