The Charles did not notice the riots in the rear troops.

For he had entered a wooded area between Doreas and Nandon Sebu before the change took place.

The sky is bright and starry, and the forest road under your feet is damp and soft.

As far as the eye can see, everything around is dense and dark woods.

The forest was unusually silent, and there was no sound of insects.

Maybe it's because of the night, or maybe it's like that, walking in this place where it is said to be a road, but in fact it is completely a dense forest, a sense of eerie horror arises spontaneously.

Everything seemed very dark in all directions, and as he continued to move towards the west, he could faintly see the pale cobwebs in the dark jungle on the right hand side.

But apart from the occasional gray-green spider eggs around the roots of the arch guards, the charr did not see any spiders.

"Already killed?" This speculation feels a bit unlikely, but what else might make it impossible for there to be no spiders here?

The more Charles thought about it, the more wrong it became, so he patted the white horse beneath him and motioned for him to pause.

Glancing at the surrounding forest, which looked hazy and dark in the faint moonlight, the environment without any sound except for the breathing of himself and his horses was quite oppressive and even strange.

Charles felt that this was not the kind of silence that was about to come, but a real silence.

Feeling unpleasant, Charles rolled over and dismounted, then walked to a muddy and flowless waterhole in the forest not far away, and crouched down to concentrate.

After a moment of contemplation in his mind, he raised his hand to brush the pool below, and a hazy picture faintly emerged under a ripple.

Rapidly retreating dense forests, lonely and terrifying mountains, dense spiders, and a huge spider leg that suddenly descended on the cliff.

The picture is hazy because of the muddle of the waterhole, and this magic does not present the picture clearly and continuously.

But Charles was enough to be sure of something.

With the passage of time, although his spiritual talent has not undergone any qualitative changes, it has been silently strengthened as the foundation of his magic.

Charles didn't feel too tired when he used this elven spell at this time, but was still in good spirits.

The prophetic spell learned from Heslum allows him to see some pictures of the present and the past, and has a certain direction and prophecy.

The strange reflection gems he gave Lucian were derived from the spell, but they were relatively weakened versions.

The complete spell was enough for him to see something he wanted to see.

He then stood up and turned his head to look north, his eyes flickering.

The spiders all ran to the north, and to the north of Nandon Seb was the pine-forested highlands of Dosonian.

There are a large number of elven troops stationed there, so under normal circumstances, even if these spiders have bad intentions, they will not cause much damage for a while, but will retreat due to the passage of time - the elven garrison on the enclosure line is not alone.

So unless these spiders can withstand the counterattack of the entire Noldor tribe, this situation is simply in vain.

It's just that the huge spider figure makes him feel that things are not very simple, and at the same time, this group of spiders who were originally dormant and being attacked suddenly moved, leaving the attacker and running to the north, which is obviously suspicious.

So he walked back to his mount, unloaded some of his bags and put them on his back, patted the horse on the neck, and whispered a few commands.

Seeing the white horse turn away, Charles drew a short sword he was carrying behind his back, and then rushed directly into the dense forest of Nandon Pot.

The edge of the sparsely grown woodland allowed horses to pass through, but the dense forests to the north were clearly not in such conditions, and the danger was at stake, so Charles decided to go it alone.

He ran at full speed, countless trees with twisted and thick branches swept one after another on both sides, and the cobwebs of the shade of the trees above his head were repeated endlessly.

The pale cobwebs hung between the branches and trunks, either empty or clinging to the carcasses of various animals, and occasionally one or two decaying humanoids could be seen.

At the same time, the roots of many trees were filled with spider eggs that looked like large green mushrooms, and the surface seemed to be hard, but with a little sword bucket, a large area of thick green sap flowed out, and the spider fetus was still wriggling and trembling.

However, there are no adult spiders here!

It's understandable that you can't see spiders from the edges. But it was not possible to see it so deeply, and even without the previous foreknowledge magic, Charles was completely enough to detect the abnormality.

There was a strange and dizzying force in the place, but it was not strong, and Charles's will was more than enough to resist at this point.

Gradually, gradually, the originally pale cobwebs finally turned into pieces of strange black webs like a black abyss.

This kind of net alone makes you feel dizzy at a glance.

It's just that there are no spiders that don't bother the Charles too much.

Eventually, when Charles crossed the vast forest and appeared at the junction of a forest and a mountain rock at the end, he stopped in his tracks.

The night sky is full of black clouds, and the bright stars are hidden or obscured.

Under the bleak moonlight, the surface of the mountain, which should have been earthy yellow or gray-silver, is now full of dense spider figures!

They crawl towards the top of the towering mountain, like a swarm of black ants clinging to the surface of the bark.

And on the top of the mountain rock that can be seen in the distance, a huge figure that is baring its teeth and claws and bathing in the cold moonlight can be seen in the distance.

Behind it, countless "small" spiders that had climbed to the top of the mountain were rushing towards the north like a tide - it was Dosonian!

……

Loud shouts of slaughter, accompanied by a series of screams of pain, and a few trivial and strange sounds, made up all the resounds in the pine forest on the southern edge of Dosonian.

The dense green meadows were scorched by the thick green liquid, and some of the squirrels who were active in the pine forests hid in their unsafe tree holes, shivering, instinctively hoping that everything outside would disappear as soon as possible.

However, the situation has not abated with the passage of time, but has become more and more dramatic.

Dressed in armor and heavily armoured, the elven soldiers kept falling, either beside their comrades or overwhelmed by a large number of spider shadows, and finally were restrained into white cocoons by a group of crazy monsters and moved to the rear.

Dozens, hundreds, hundreds...... The death toll continues to skyrocket.

Looking down, the entire pine forest was gradually covered by a wave of black monsters, and the resistance line that had been shining with silver armor continued to retreat, and at the same time became thinner and thinner.

A swift sword stabbed into the mouthparts of a monstrous spider like lightning, causing its originally crazy posture to freeze, and then the blade turned without hesitation, wrapped in the power of rage, and fiercely split the other monster that took advantage of the opportunity to attack in half.

A rain of arrows struck from behind, forcing back a group of monsters that had emerged in front of the warrior, so the warrior took the opportunity to retreat.

His demeanor still looked energetic and heroic, but the monster's blood dulled the sword in his hand.

This place is already the last part of the forest, and the offensive and resistance are constantly unfolding.

Seeing that the army was about to be forced out, for some reason, the attacking spiders suddenly retreated, leaving behind a large area of corpses and a corroded and charred earth.

It felt a little strange, but the soldiers could take advantage of it to breathe a sigh of relief.

So the blonde elf, who had taken the lead, grabbed the adjutant who was following him and shouted, "Go to the north and find my brother for help!" ”

"There are already scouts coming, and there is no response yet!" The adjutant hurriedly replied.

"What is Angrod doing?" The blonde elf was annoyed when she heard this, but a trace of worry flashed in her eyes.

That brother has always been calm and alert, but now there is such a change in the rear, how can he react so slowly?

Out of the corner of his eye, glancing at the northern sky that seemed to be more gloomy than his head, the blonde elf felt a little uncomfortable.

"Sooner or later, I'll kill you!"

The blonde elf cursed at the large group of monsters lurking in the woods, and then prepared to retreat temporarily.

They were stationed here as a small army, warned by a shepherd.

So even if they were beaten and retreated, the blonde elf didn't think that he really couldn't help those ugly spiders.

On the contrary, it was the anomaly in the north that made him care more.

However, before he could actually give the order to retreat, the blonde elf suddenly changed his mind.

It wasn't that he was no longer worried about the north, but that there was a sudden loud and sharp noise on the other side.

At the same time, there was an even sharper hoarse roar.

"The big spider was attacked?" He was stunned.

To the south of this place is a towering mountain cliff that has been overrun by spider monsters, so how could the being hidden in the deepest part of the monster wave be attacked?