Forest of Life.

Dark clouds were gathering and there was a haze everywhere.

All the living beings were in a panic, and they didn't know what was going on, where this tide of death was coming from. As soon as it appeared, it flooded the earth, destroyed the jungle, and all living beings fell and died in this haze.

Whether it was the elves, or Hariran and the beast spirits, they could only hide and run around in terror.

The horror of death weighed down on them like a mountain, and they couldn't resist it.

Terrans and elves are constantly dying, and people are breaking teleportation charms out of fear and breaking away from here.

Only a few are still waiting, waiting for those sub-god powerhouses to come to their aid.

Black smoke rolls and is dead.

Trees are dying and living beings are turning into bones.

The breath of life gradually disappeared, and the breath of death became thicker.

Under the erosion of the boundless power of death, the fountain of life finally fell, and the original vitality was like a gem, but at this moment it has become a bottomless black fountain of depravity, and was transformed into the core of the whole world by Merkel, and the revenant ring that absorbed the power of the god of death was buried in it, and waves of death power were born from it, infecting the fountain of life, the source of what was originally green, but at this moment it became a highly poisonous sea of death, flowing around.

The forces of death are like a raging tsunami, and they are concentrated around the Mother Tree of Life.

They frantically besiege the mother tree of the nature spirits.

The black power of death was unleashed by Merkel without hesitation, turning into a death sickle, various bone swords, and bone knives. Skeletons, demons.

The earth was polluted, and the roots of the Mother of Life tree began to wither. The bark falls off layer by layer.

Without the irrigation of the Fountain of Life, the entire trunk began to dry up. The emerald foliage kept shrinking. Withering, declining.

Princess Cynthia and her female guards still did not retreat, and in the face of a great crisis, they tried to fight back, but they could not do anything, their attack was like a drop of water falling into the sea, and it was useless.

And the culprit Merkel is always very far away from them, and always does not give them any chance.

The stagnant water flooded and spread little by little towards the top of the mother tree.

"Your Highness, no. The Fountain of Life has been transformed, and even our Mother Tree of Life is about to be corroded, and there is nothing we can do to stop this evil devil. One of the maids wept and mourned, while the rest of the maids looked angry and angry, their homes were about to be destroyed by the evil black skeleton, and they could only watch from afar, but they were powerless to stop them.

"Princess, what shall we do? Can you only watch. Has this demon destroyed our homeland? "The elves looked helpless at the moment.

"Her Majesty, and all the elders, why hasn't it appeared yet? If we don't show up, we really have no hope, and are the elves without the tree of life still elves? ”

"I wonder what happened to Fabre? Isn't it dangerous? ”

Ladies and gentlemen, you look at me and say a word. But the elven princess remained silent.

She sat on the branch, the jade bow of life hanging limply in her hand, and she tried to kill Merkel. However, the skull was alert enough. No matter how much she locks in, she always fails. In this way, although her arrow of time is very rebellious, it has no effect.

Perhaps knowing that she was not strong enough, Merkel just commanded the surging force of death to sweep towards the tree of life, and always refused to take the lead, which made Princess Cynthia helpless.

This is also because at the beginning, Merkel was almost locked by Princess Cynthia and shot a fatal arrow. However, after all, this old man was a former god with an extremely sensitive sense of smell for danger, and he didn't give the princess any chance at all, so he got out of the lock.

"What a great little girl, I'm almost going to confess here, it's really interesting to be able to perform an archery technique that threatens me when I'm at level eight, hehe, I remember that I'm a powerful magician, not a thick-skinned warrior, how can I expose my body to your sharp arrows? I'm going to just use my strength to kill you one by one with my Dead Sea tactics, alas, but unfortunately, there are so few creatures here, otherwise, I would have been able to use my cannon fodder tactics to kill you one by one with resentful spirits and ghouls. However, little girl, I must catch you, turn you into my servant, and let you surprise my enemies, hehe, an immortal marksman, hehe, my enemies are going to be in trouble. ”

The mad power of death was like a black wave, starting from the beautiful center of the Forest of Life and constantly devouring and extending in all directions, and one by one the trees of life fell under the erosion of the majestic power of death.

The power of death gushed out, viscous as liquid, like a flood bursting its banks, swallowing life and fertile land with recklessness.

The green sinks, the black surges.

And on the periphery of the Forest of Life, the huge force of death has eroded, gradually forming a black sea area, here are only some sub-trees of the tree of life, their vitality is not strong enough, and they cannot resist the erosion of the power of death at all. Patches of trees fall and turn into fly ash.

"Damn, what the hell is going on?"

"Princess Cynthia is still inside, will it be dangerous?"

Fabre despaired. Although he is powerful, he cannot fly, which is the preserve of gods and wind mages. Seeing the trees in the center of the Forest of Life falling, he could only lead his men to flee into the distance, his eyes full of sorrow.

The tide of death has brought endless panic to the whole world.

Many creatures in the jungle desperately fled for their lives to the periphery, and some were drowned by black sprays before they could even escape. The black water of death constantly emitted a pungent smell of corpses, which was disgusting, and the resentful spirits struggled in it, but they could not break free.

A deep voice rang in their ears, it was Merkel who was calming and calling them.

"Haha, my children, give up those useless struggles, haha, you are all my helpers in conquering the world, and one day, we will be the masters of all worlds. Sleep in peace, obey my call, go, and kill the enemies who dare to resist us. Kill them. Merkel grinned, casting spells to bind these resentful spirits, and then stripping them of their soul marks, making them a walking corpse.

As the force of death spreads extremely fast, so does the spread, like a raging wind passing through. The suitors and elven guards who had no time to escape were corrupted in the shadow of death, their flesh and bones melted, and only their souls were enslaved by Merkel's will, turning into eerie resentful spirits.

These resentful spirits are extremely powerful, although they have no living bodies, however, they are still familiar with the various abilities before their deaths, and even more powerful, they have no independent consciousness, and they have no pain, even if they are burned by magic fire, sharp arrows penetrate, and the sickles in their hands will still pass through the chest of the enemy, under the control of Merkel, they have degenerated into immortal warriors, and have become his killing weapons. (To be continued.) )