Forest of Life.

In the middle of the tall jungle, a powerful professional is carefully traversing the jungle.

His name is Herson, and he is a beast spirit from the Nomadic Empire, and a servant of Prince Ozil in the Empire. As far as the beast spirits were concerned, they belonged to the brave, a natural fighting race, so even Ozil, who was as noble as a prince, was a pioneer and did not let his many young and fierce servants accompany him. He wants to win the admiration of Princess Agnes through his efforts.

As a result, Herson was able to travel freely through this green country alone.

Herson's appearance is outstanding, with a high nose bridge and frontal bones, and beautiful eyebrows, but he is also the object of many women's pursuit among the beast spirit clan. Moreover, his age is only twenty-five or sixteen, which is the most precious and suitable age for a man to marry.

Although he only participated in this ring competition as a servant of His Royal Highness the Prince, he also had a magnificent luxury in his proud heart, and perhaps he could also win the favor of the princess among many suitors.

To this end, he worked all the way.

The beast spirit's fighting talent is stronger than that of Hariran and Noah, even compared to the elves.

They are the descendants of the wind god Tayang, with pointed and long ears, limbs and bodies similar to demonic beasts, they can climb and jump on the trees with their claws like civets, agile as the wind, and landing silently.

Speed, wildness, natural combat instincts.

Of course, each beast spirit has an elegant long tail that can be used as a weapon. Or a helmsman when flying.

He was dressed in light armor and held a slender silver sword. On the back is a large bull horn bow. The bow is shaped like a crescent moon and radiates a bronze glow.

This is made of the curved horns of the precious Monster Bronze Demon Cow on the grassland. The bowstring is made of the toughest tendons on the Demon Cow.

His form kept jumping up and down on the tree of life, and with the cover of the branches and leaves, and the alertness of the beast spirit, he miraculously encountered no obstacles.

Herson always used his nimble pace and quick wit to get around the treehouses and druid sentries that patrolled the trees.

Now, however, he was in a real obstacle, as a delicate female nature spirit was standing on a branch and jumping around.

The elven woman was dressed in green cloth armor that looked like emerald, layered from the leaves of the thick tree of life. He is full of a strong breath of life and has fair skin. The ears are pointy, the almond-like eyes are wise and smart.

Her figure is thin and high, graceful but sassy.

Her feet were firmly on the treetops, and she was guarded by dozens of druid warriors, holding the moon in a star-studded posture, blocking the only way to the Mother Tree of Life.

Apparently this should be an important figure in the Druids, a royal family among the Nature Elves, and her name is Cynthia. It happens to be the youngest daughter of this generation of elf queens, the real elf princesses.

Looking at the alluring appearance of the woman in front of him, Herson couldn't help but sigh with admiration.

"Good boy. There is such a beautiful woman in this world, and her aura is extremely powerful, and the green bow and arrow in her hand are probably made from the branches of the mother tree of the tree of life. Without their protection. I may be able to sneak into the heart of the Forest of Life, but. Now that the only passage is blocked, it seems that we can only wait until the time of the great war. Fishing in troubled waters. He silently found a low bush, curled up in it, hid it, and slowly blended into the surroundings, as if not even a stone or a branch had ever emitted a breath from his body.

The beast spirit race, between the human race and the demonic beasts, has many special talents, such as this means of concealing the aura is the characteristic of their race.

Grabbed.

A carved arrow suddenly landed on the trunk of a tree of life.

And in front of the trunk is a blood-stained warrior.

An arrow pierced his throat, and his entire body was pinned to a tree.

The throat was still making ahhh

His gaze was fixed on the delicate woman.

In fact, the distance between them was hundreds of feet, and there were branches and leaves in between, so that if they hadn't known in advance, they wouldn't have been able to discover the existence of this Terran professional. However, at this moment, he was surprised by the sharpness of his opponent's eyes and the viciousness of his bow and arrow, and his life passed away in such a suffocation.

There was no chance of winning a head-on battle.

"How did he find me?" There was only one thought left in his frightened eyes, and then he was gone, and he couldn't see it.

However, for the initiators, this is only a trivial episode, and it does not even make a splash. They talk about something commonplace, effortlessly and naturally.

A pair of slender hands, easily open the delicate tree bow.

The vine-tanned bowstring still made a soft tremor like the howl of the wind.

A tall male elf smiled at her, hands gently agitated.

"The shot is silent, one arrow, and it's just an ordinary attack, hehe, I have to say, Cynthia, your archery skills are getting more and more powerful, I'm afraid that in a few years, even I will not be your opponent." This somewhat wild and brave male elf made no secret of his admiration and praise at the moment. Apparently this is one of Cynthia's suitors.

At the same time, he is also the head of Princess Cynthia's bodyguard, responsible for the safety of the young elven princess.

"Hehe, Brother Fabre, you know to make fun of me, although this guy is very hidden, but in front of our natural elves, the descendants of the forest, such hiding is simply stupid, not that my bow and arrow are powerful, but these people are too stupid." Princess Cynthia laughed, and there was no pride in her laughter, only a sigh that she had not met her opponent.

Herson's eyes were fixed on the dozens of corpses under the Tree of Life, their deaths almost identical, all of them piercing their throats with arrows, and clusters of green arrows blooming in their extremely fragile throats.

A little bit of red stamens dotted it, cruel and bloody, but under the girl's strange bow and arrow, it looked so shocking.

His heart couldn't help but tighten, fear actually attacked the beast spirit's heart, but soon, he calmed down. Even more restricts the breath deeper, and he doesn't even dare to take a breath.

The terrifying bow and arrow of this elven princess was as terrifying as her beauty, which made Hersen feel unrelieved.

"It's horrific to kill dozens of Terran elites with just one bow and arrow." (To be continued.) )