Lynch's perception had already sensed Karl's approach, and when he confirmed that the giant tree man no longer had the energy to pay attention to himself, he stood on the branch with confidence, leaning against the trunk, and fiddled with the dagger in his hand, waiting for the arrival of the most powerful man in his perception besides the giant tree man.

It's a while to be able to rest for a while, and if you solve this guy first, the rest will be much easier.

In the forest, Lynch, who was cursed by the enemy of nature, could still feel the hostility of anything in this environment towards him, and the trees and a series of green beings were not capable of directly harming Lynch, but he could still make him uncomfortable.

The bushes in front of him shook, and Carl appeared in front of Lynch again, now on the branch in front of him, with a longbow made of thick branches on his back.

A faint white spot lit up in the depths of Lynch's pure black eyes, and he looked at this guy seriously for the first time.

He was tall and handsome, his long emerald green hair neatly combed back, his clothes neatly even after a shock, and his blue eyes were as pure as the sky in the world where Lynch had lived in his previous life.

Except that the ears are not pointed, they are probably no different from the elf prince in the movie.

Pity......

Lynch sighed inwardly, no longer leaning against the branch, and tilted his head to avoid a huge fruit falling from the branch above his head, facing Karl.

He could tell that the other party seemed to be nervous.

Lynch felt his gradual recovery of physical strength, and was happy that the other party had been confronting him like this, so he greeted the guy who was also looking at him: "What's your name?"

Carl was stunned for a moment, but replied, "Carl." Karl the Sunchaser. ”

"My name is Lynch. ”

Lynch held the dagger in one hand, and in the other, the Hidden Blade popped back and forth and retracted - he could feel the other party's gaze looking at the Hidden Blade: "The surname is Lin Mingqi." ”

"Oh. I know the way it is named. Karl nodded, and continued to respond, he also wished that the other party could talk to him like this until his father's work was done, and then find time to kill this guy, he didn't want to fight at all: "But it's rare." ”

"Yes. Lynch nodded, shaking off the ill-fitting clothes on his body, which had been ripped from the dead man: "It's a pity. ”

"What a pity?"

"I'm sorry for what, don't you have a number in your heart? ”

As Lynch spoke, he saw the familiar expression on the other man's face, the same expression that Lynch had when he pounced on this Carl to kill him, weak, panicked and overwhelmed.

He vanished in place and appeared directly beside Carl, the Hidden Blade of his cuff popping out from under his wrist and stabbing at him.

Everything around suddenly slowed down.

He saw the leaves on Carl's chest glow green again, the elf-like guy's expression suddenly calmed down, one hand held the leaves hanging from his collar, a faint barrier appeared again, blocking the stabbing of Lynch's Hidden Blade, and the other hand held the trunk, and then he made a gesture of false grip, holding an inexplicable bulge in the trunk, and then pulled out a long sword-like weapon made of wood and several tendrils entwined.

The whole tree began to decay rapidly and began to collapse.

This longsword was a cut longer than the Astral Sword in Lynch's hand, and the roots at the tip were dense and complex.

Sensing the danger, Lynch retreated to the rear, while Carl, who had drawn his long sword, relentlessly met Lynch's retreat, waving the long sword in his hand and whining in the air.

Returning to the ground, Lynch removed the Hidden Blade in his hand, and also summoned the long sword in his hand, which flashed with scattered electric light, like a long snake swimming on the sword.

With the summoning of the long sword, the opponent's powerful blow finally came, Lynch did not make a hard connection, he who was proficient in weapon control naturally knew what way to use to wear down the opponent's strength advantage to the greatest extent, and he also knew what kind of attack could not be hard connected, not to mention that the opponent's movements did not look fast in his eyes.

He continued to retreat, allowing the other party's blow to slash into the air, and then bullied forward when he was about to finish his move, the long sword in his hand slashed a crescent-like trajectory, and the dagger in the other hand stabbed the opponent's neck silently.

In terms of speed, even if Carl has the blessing of a few spells, he is still not Lynch's opponent, for Lynch, the battle can be like a life-and-death fight in a few rounds to determine the winner and loser, that is the best thing, for him with a future vision, when facing an opponent who is not much different from his own level, he will always be the winner, because he will always find the possibility and method to crack all the opponent's means.

When dealing with Lynch's bullying, the mage naturally has the mage's way of coping.

Carl whispered a spell, and the long whiskers at the top of the sharp blade immediately swelled wildly, like a documentary that had slowed down hundreds or thousands of times, and the small roots and tendrils swelled up almost instantly, surging towards Lynch's position, blocking between Lynch and Carl, and these rapidly expanding branches also tried in vain to wrap Lynch.

Lynch had to change his moves. The lightning bolt-encased sword easily shredded the branches, and Carl swung his swollen sword at Lynch once more—or rather

Greatsword.

Lynch coped with ease.

His moves are always mediocre, and it can be seen that this mage has undergone a certain amount of trick training, but he can only be called proficient.

Lynch, who could easily see the movement trajectory of the opponent's weapon and the back move, only needed to pay attention to the opponent's other spells and the strength that might crush him a lot, and in this crowded environment with a slightly small space for movement, Lynch would only spend a little effort.

But quick fixes tend to become a tug-of-war.

The Enemies of Nature are using their flexible combat methods, speed, and teleportation to take advantage of the terrain in the forest, always causing obstacles to their opponents, while the Children of Nature are wielding their greatsword at the cost of a giant tree, destroying more trees and flowers.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party's pendant had always protected Carl from harm, he might have died a long time ago.

"Boom!"

The branches above his head crumbled as the other man swung open and closed, and Lynch craned his neck and disappeared in place, standing on the branch above Carl's head, looking blankly at the panting and looking up at his own guy below.

Mostly as he looked at the annoying leaves that lit up on his chest.

Of course, the distance was not to give the other party time to regain his breath, the long sword in Lynch's hand disintegrated into a blue point of light, and then a spear condensed in his hand again, and threw it towards Carl.

Karl's face changed, he had seen the terrifying power of this spear, and he had long been wary of the possibility of a spear again.

It's just that he didn't expect that the other party would be able to continue to use it.

The spear streaked through the air in a lightning-like trajectory. 10