For battle, the terrain of the forest is somewhat complicated, and it is better to be prepared in advance than not to be prepared.

And even though Nightmare had just reported to the people she had raised, there would definitely be some surprises.

She had to be prepared in advance to make sure nothing went wrong.

After that, she pulled the wood spirit and discussed the specific details with the divine tree.

This is a bloody medicine, and it can save a lot of things if it is done well, but if you get rid of it, the mission is likely to fail!

When the discussion was almost over, Song Shuyun also ran around in person, and even made a general note of the extra flowers and plants.

After being busy all night, early the next morning, Song Shuyun pulled the Wood Spirit Divine Tree and Humir together, and beat Humir's refreshed children to death, for fear that they would come out to make trouble.

Humere was excited all day, and of course, his excitement was always at any time.

Song Shuyun looked at it with a toothache, but it didn't disturb its last happiness.

Time passed little by little, and soon it was early afternoon.

The Nightmare came over with the NPCs it had recruited to slay the dragon, and the people who were chasing after the Nightmare followed ashore.

As soon as they saw this forest, those players' eyes were shining, and all of them were high-end materials, whether they were flowers or trees, all of them were good materials for life players.

Players who come here don't know for a moment whether it's better to kill the Nightmare first or collect materials first!

There are quite a few players here, more than 300 people, and there are many who didn't arrive because of the slow speed.

Although Nightmare and Song Shuyun have only been playing games for a few months, there are so many people they have offended!

These are only part of it, in addition, there are those who were killed too miserably and retreated directly, too lazy to join in the fun, and those who were unwilling to come and watch others charge into battle and follow themselves.

As soon as these people landed on the island, Song Shuyun received the news.

I don't know this, this is followed by two big tails, one is a level 150 NPC, and the other is even more ruthless, it turns out to be level 160.

However, these two were both assassins, and they were not much worse off against the Wood Spirit and the Divine Tree.

Besides, there is a difference between the panel of NPC and BOSS, and the amount of blood and skills are different.

NPCs of the same level are definitely not opponents of bosses of the same level.

The evening sun was warm and soft, shining in the forest to form a dappled point of light, and Song Shuyun sat on Humil's head, listening patiently to its chatter.

The wood spirit hid in a huge yellow flower and slept cross-legged, and the sacred tree didn't know how to squat in the corner, turning into a big tree that was no different from the surrounding trees, obviously not wanting to listen to Humil's chatter.

Song Shuyun didn't say a word, but would say a few words from time to time, these words were all thoughtful to sow discord, wanting to let Humil feel the sinister nature of the rivers and lakes.

However, Humil's brain replenishment ability is too strong, and he is stupid.

It seems that dog blood is sometimes very good, and sure enough, since ancient times, affection cannot be retained, only routines can win people's hearts......

Song Shuyun was sighing in her heart, the Nightmare had already taken its team of NPCs to the vicinity of the coordinates given by Song Shuyun.

After explaining the coordinates, it quickly withdrew, it was all a high-level battle, and its appearance in such a scene was just to deliver food.

Those NPCs didn't embarrass it, after all, it's a daddy!

By the time Nightmare found a place to hide, the NPCs had already arrived in front of the Sacred Tree.

Standing in front of them, there were a total of nine people, seven hundred and fifty levels, two hundred and sixty levels, and there were all kinds of professions.

As soon as he saw these NPCs appear, Humeer's eyes suddenly widened, and his face was full of excitement.

"Elrios, are they all your kind? I've never seen so many people together! But they look a little different from you, they seem to be much better than you! I'm not saying you're not great, or I think they're even better! Actually, you're also very good and know a lot of new things......"

Humil kept talking, but he didn't notice at all that the wood spirit and the divine tree had switched from the salted fish state to the battle state.

When Mu Ling saw these NPCs, their pointed hats stood straight.

"Who are you?"

Humeil glanced at the wood spirit with his eyes as he spoke.

"Christit, why are you different from your usual life?"

It still wanted to speak, but Song Shuyun knocked on its head.

"Humil, be quiet!"

Humeer raised his eyes and wanted to see Song Shuyun on his head, but he didn't achieve it, and he wanted to refute it with some grievances, but because Song Shuyun was still knocking on its head, it was a little depressed.

"Elrios, you shouldn't be like this, although I don't hurt much, I don't really want to say anything!"

When it wanted to say more, the nine NPCs on the opposite side looked at Mu Ling with a wary look, but seeing that Humeer was behind him, it seemed that they were unwilling to give up like this.

"Our warriors on the land have come to slay the evil dragon Humil!"

A shield swordsman in heavy armor stood out from the crowd in two steps, holding a giant sword and pointing in the direction of Humir, with a solemn and majestic expression, as if he was the embodiment of justice.

Although Mu Ling knew that these people were here to kill Humil, he couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this.

"What? Evil dragons? Who? Humeer? ”

That chatter herbivorous dragon? If only it were a dragon! They don't have to do any more tasks!

"That's right, it's the evil dragon behind you, he is a dragon with demonic blood, an evil dragon that everyone shouts to kill, now, we have to represent justice and destroy the evil dragon!"

Another mage stood up with the Codex held aloft with a look of compassion on his face.

Song Shuyun: ......

It's all acting!

Mu Ling still wants to speak, but the Divine Tree has begun to get impatient, they are all actors, what is there to say, it's over!

The Sacred Tree moved to Humeer's side at the maximum speed it could now, and let out a loud shout.

"Humeel is our friend, and I won't let you hurt it!"

This kind of secondary two lines don't match the kind expression of the divine tree at all, but Mu Ling is really not angry, just such a little thing, I still don't understand!

When Mu Ling heard this, he also reacted, and his expression became more serious.

"There are no dragons here!"

Upon hearing this, one of the one hundred and sixty level mages frowned slightly, and with a wave of the staff in his hand, although he did not release the skill, he released a battle signal.

"Fall in the company of dragons, you will suffer the same judgment as dragons! Companions! Don't hesitate! ”

As soon as his voice fell, several skills were released in the direction of Humil at the same time, Song Shuyun was startled, and he slid down on Humir's head.

Humeer was still babbling something in his mouth, tilting his head and still a little curious, when the skill flew in, it didn't dodge, just watched.

It has experienced a lot of beatings, and it doesn't feel that there is anything unacceptable.

But who knows, this time is different from usual.

Just as it was looking at those skills, the wood spirit's small body instantly swelled, and a pair of tightly overlapped and closed huge wings blocked in front of Humir with holy golden light.

Humere had seen such wings too many times before, and every time it appeared, its 'friends' would disappear, and by the time they said goodbye, they would have lost their memory.

Humere tilted his head to watch, the chatter in his mouth stopped, and an indescribable emotion suddenly welled up in his heart, as if it was establishing some kind of connection with the world.

Just as Humil was feeling that state, the wings that had never been opened before it suddenly flourished and suddenly opened.

The man with the wings was a little taller than Humeel standing upright, with pale blonde curly hair, fair skin, pale golden eyelashes fluttering, and a pair of clear golden eyes looking at the NPCs in front of him who were not much taller than his calves.

A golden scepter appeared in his hand, and towards those people, a beam of flowing gold light flashed, and the tall figure suddenly became much shorter, but a level one hundred and fifty NPC it pointed at instantly collapsed into a golden point of light.

Humeer looked at the flying points of light, and instantly became excited, and his body subconsciously rushed over to take them.

But before it could step forward, it was followed by two 'bangs', and two more level 150 NPCs collapsed.

Humeer's advancing feet stopped suddenly.

It's not because there are too many light spots, it doesn't know what to do, but because the wood spirit that was taller than it just now, after these few points go out, it has become about the same height as Song Shuyun.

"Quick! It doesn't work anymore! Everyone, hurry up and output! Kill the dragons and the fallen! ”

One of the dumbfounded NPCs was the first to react, and the sanctimonious face that followed the clean-up was distorted with excitement.

Anyway, it's not him who died, he can consume such a powerful energy of the other party, and his teammates are worth dying!

Even years later, when he stood at the top of the world, when he bragged to others, that teammate was also a stepping stone for him to stand at the top.

Maybe he will say that at that time, I was only one line away from death, and my teammates around me fell one by one, or in the war, ability was not everything, and what they were worse than me was that little bit of luck.

Of course, this is a game after all, and it's hard to say whether the game will last until that time, but this person will definitely not be able to hold on.

The speed of the Divine Tree was slow, but at this time, it had already reacted, and the branches in the sky began to fly, but the damage was not very high.

The body of the wood spirit is getting smaller and smaller, the attack is getting lower and lower, and the golden light in the sky is still flying, not to mention killing people, even the damage has become a stable level.

Obviously, this is the real strength that a level 160 boss should have.

Song Shuyun had already run away at this time, and striving not to be affected was the biggest contribution she could make.

The wood spirit and the sacred tree are doing their best to protect Humil, but the other party has a large number of people, and Humir's level is low, although he is resistant to beating, but his blood volume is also declining.

However, its HP still doesn't drop as fast as the Wood Spirit.

After a while, under the siege of a group of high-level NPCs, the blood volume of the wood spirit had reached one-fifth.

It could no longer block in front of Humeer, even if it had flown around with all its might in order to block the opponent's skills, but Humir's target was too big, and its body was too small......

The Divine Tree is also following the support, and at this time I don't dare to think about acting, after all, this is in the game, and some skills are judged to be very poor, even if there is a streamer to help, they can only be encouraged and supported in this kind of team battle.

Even so, various wounds began to appear on Humeer's body, and the most serious thing was that many of the scorched black bodies that were scorched by the mage's skills were extremely embarrassed.

Several NPCs have already formed a tacit understanding, watching them rush left and right, and their hearts have begun to calculate.

The position is becoming more and more orderly, and the angle of throwing skills is becoming more and more tricky.

Unlike NPCs, bosses have more HP, a more consistent output environment, and more powerful burst skills.

But speaking of which, the existence of the boss is for people to kill, and it is impossible to leave no flaws at all.

Needless to say, the flaws of the wood spirit, the slow speed and low damage of the divine tree are also hard injuries.

The NPCs quickly caught on to these issues, and even though their output was still traceable, they couldn't stand the crowd.

After a while, the Wood Spirit and the Divine Tree fell into disadvantage.

Not only that, but four NPCs directly used their skills to lure the wood spirit to the left of Humir, and two more melee fighters rushed forward directly to cut off the branches on the side of the sacred tree.

At the moment when the branches of the divine tree grew wildly, the one hundred and sixty level shield swordsman directly grasped the opportunity of this moment, one run, two steps to provoke, the lightning and thunder on the high shield, shining in the already dim sky, his face with a sense of justice was illuminated by this electric light, and the distorted expression on his face made people's hearts chill.

His skill slammed steadily and directly into the direction of Humeer.

He and Humeel had forty levels of rank suppression.

If it hits a real hit this time, even if it can't kill Humil in one second, it is estimated that it will not be much worse.

The streamer frantically reminded the wood spirit and the sacred tree that Humil can't die!

The Divine Tree was already too late, but the Wood Spirit was still in time.

One of its skills flashed directly in front of the shield swordsman, and before the shield swordsman's expression could change, the blow had already slammed into Mu Ling's body.

Suddenly, the wood spirit flew out and hit Humil's body directly, and the blood volume of the wood spirit, which was originally not much blood, plummeted again.

Humeer looked down at the wood spirit in a daze, it was very confused, and it couldn't understand the current situation.

It has always lived in its own world, and it seems that it has not yet become accustomed to the things that are taken for granted by others.

Mu Ling didn't dare to rest, and quickly got up.

It's even more confused than Humil now, and after being beaten so much, I don't know if this trick is useful or not!?

Song Shuyun, who was watching the battle from afar, didn't know what Mu Ling was thinking.

She only felt that in this situation, it would be impossible not to take heavy medicine.

So without waiting for the wood spirit to ask her anything, she took the lead in reminding the wood spirit and the sacred tree.

"Mu Ling, we can't delay it any longer!"