Forest of Life.

At this moment, the Forest of Life is already full of devastation, and it can no longer be called the Land of Life.

Patches of jungle were covered and eroded by black waters, and only the tallest trees of life were still alive.

The original forest country has been completely reduced to a black ocean, and the power of death is full of death gas and corpse stench.

Princess Cynthia's face was extremely unsightly, and the waters of death had completely eroded the Mother Tree of Life beneath her feet.

Billowing death power, thick black smoke.

Both the sky and the earth have completely fallen at this moment, and the vibrant world has been reduced to the sky of the underworld where the air is raging at this moment.

Gradually, the ravens floated in the air, emitting a decadent death knell.

Large and small, strong and weak, wraiths roam in the waters, they belong to the soul body, no longer attached to matter, and can fly freely in the air, but at this moment, they have not yet completed their transformation, and they still need to draw nourishment from the power of death.

The ancient trunk of the tree is already precarious at this moment, and the branches that were originally full of vitality are now lifeless, and there are holes like decay like wormholes everywhere.

The canopy of the tree has become bare, the roots have rusted, the branches have died, and no matter how much vitality there is on the leaves, it is just a tree that has no cause, and will eventually be crushed into dust.

The maids were even more frightened, this tree of origin of the forest of life, which had been passed down for countless years, had reached the end of its life at this moment, and as the descendants of the mother tree of life, they felt deep sorrow for the death of the ancient tree.

"Princess, here they are." The maids were terrified, and tears were still hanging from the corners of their eyes. That is a lament for the tree of life.

Cynthia raised the corner of her eye, and the void wraiths blew their horns of grief towards them. There are countless crows dancing in the air.

"Well, get ready for battle. The skeleton was about to attack. She clenched the bow of life in her hand again, and the white feathered arrows were placed on it, clanging as if they had come to life.

The rest of the maids also took up their weapons, either with bows or with slender swords. As nature elves, even women are excellent warriors, if not more powerful.

Wait until they're ready. The attacks of the wraiths and the crows also followed.

The sea is boiling and dark clouds cover the sky.

These wraiths are not very powerful, and although the Ravens are a little stronger, they are not very powerful, however, what is terrifying is their staggering number.

Overwhelmed like locusts.

The Raven, a natural creature of the underworld, is itself somewhere between the spiritual and the material. They belong to half-illusory and semi-material creatures, where there is death, there must be their existence, they live life, but they like to eat the flesh and bones of living beings. They are cannon fodder in the underworld wars and cleaners to purify the battlefield.

However, they are not very powerful. Belong to social animals, once hunted. It is often attacked in groups.

On top of that, they don't have much intelligence. Greed is their brain, and whenever there is life, they will attack desperately and turn into their own food.

They swooped like arrows, and the power of death swirled in front of them like shadow blades, unleashing a selfless attack on the elven squire.

The resentful spirits in the seawater are purely illusory soul creatures, they have no real form, and only the resentful spirits that are powerful enough to sub-god level can turn the void into reality and finally construct their own true form.

As soul food, they are not afraid of material attacks, and have a natural talent for spiritual attacks.

They are not immune to psychic attacks, magical attacks, and other attacks that can damage the soul, and even have a bonus to the damage.

Clusters of arrows shattered.

These clusters of arrows, although they were just ordinary white-feathered arrows, however, after being infused with abundant life force by the elven female guards, turned into a deadly attack on this group of dead creatures.

The sound of snatching continued to fill my ears.

Ravens are constantly being shot down from the sky, and resentful spirits in the sea are being annihilated.

The green life force is like a burning flame, which has a huge corrosive and damaging effect on the soul fire of these guys, causing them to die one by one in pain.

However, the staggering number made up for the lack of combat effectiveness of this group of cannon fodder.

Their fearless attacks also made Princess Cynthia's subordinates suffer, and they sweated frequently.

It's a long battle, and it's a tug-of-war.

As a fighting race, the Nature Elves are not as disciplined as human armies in terms of attack and defense, but they are superior in personal force and are often able to exert more powerful combat effectiveness than human legions.

At this moment, although Princess Cynthia has few people, she is like a fortress and allows these crows and resentful spirits to wreak havoc, but she has never been able to shake their last position.

Between life and death is the great enemy.

Wraiths and ravens are powerful undead creatures that few magic or skills can restrain them, however, life force is not the case.

Although Princess Cynthia and her maids are not mages specializing in life force, they all have strong life talents, and they may be overstretched to deal with Merkel at the sub-god level, but against this group of cannon fodder crows and resentful spirits, the combat power of life spells has been greatly demonstrated here.

In addition to the incredible bow and arrow, life magic is the greatest guarantee of their perseverance.

Although most of the resentful spirits are not high, as a race, powerful leaders will naturally be born, and of course this needs to be duel and devoured again and again.

Most of the resentful spirits in front of me are gray lowest-level resentful spirits, and most of them are formed by creatures with poor combat effectiveness, without much intelligence or skills.

If they fight alone, they are scum, but as a group, with the command of the leader, their combat effectiveness rises in a straight line.

They are not in a hurry to attack, and the leaders hiding in the shadows send out mental ripples again and again, directing them to stand in a team and display their insignificant skills.

Rope of Death.

They began to spit out death cords.

These ropes of death are formless and insubstantial, and only with spiritual power or divine consciousness can you see faint gray traces. This is a kind of brewing with the purest power of death, and then through their intestines and stomachs to match and bond, fuse their natal essence, and finally take shape, and then spit out, turning into a death rope that can bind the soul of life.

In fact, they are incapable of spitting out large amounts of death cords.

However, they are still spinning like spring silkworms as much as they can.

Although there are few gray death cords, the number of death cords is simply astronomical due to the joint action of all the resentful spirits.

Around the Mother Tree of Life, there are invisible and insubstantial strands of death, which are organized and linked into a vast net.

The result of the combination is very powerful, and it can form a huge death attack skill - death binding.

Bind the hostile target with the rope of death, attack the soul, slow down and trap the enemy, and when the difference between the strength of the enemy and the enemy is large, it can even directly kill the opponent's soul in seconds.

Although the strength of these resentful spirits is insufficient, the overwhelming number makes up for all this, and the materials of these death cables are extremely special, they are tempered by their natal essence, although they are not as good as those god-level materials, but they are also rare. It has a very strange effect on living beings. (To be continued.) )