For the first time, he heard the moaning of his own bones. The joints of the bent limbs were no longer able to support the muscles to exert force, and they had to let the branches around them squeeze continuously.

The gaps between every part of the body are gone, and the pressure around them is still increasing. The blood in the body could not bear this abuse in the first place, found a breakthrough in the weak blood vessels in the nasal cavity, and rushed out of it with the joy of escaping. And the eyes seem to be inspired, trying to break free from the shackles of their sockets. The lungs have squeezed out the last bit of air and are trying to squeeze themselves out.

I can already feel that the transformation of my body has gone beyond the confines of my body. There is no room for fighting spirit and perseverance in this situation, and no matter how impulsive you are, your hands and feet are still there to move.

The pressure around is still increasing, not only to the middle, but also to the left and right, up and down. The musculoskeletal muscles of his body had begun to feel a heart-rending pain, and his mind came to the shattered and sparse corpses of the soldiers he had seen a few days ago. He knew he was going to be like that. Hysterical fear immediately spread like wildfire to every corner of the mind, blending with pain and rushing left and right in the body, concentrating all the energy that could work within, sending out a fireball with the instinct of an animal struggling at the end.

It's too late. Elder Crane saw that the hands of the deadwood guards had formed a large ball of branches. The branches of the trees squeezed and grinded against each other, making an unpleasant creaking sound that was piercing in the silence of the forest. He stopped in disappointment, for even the strongest bull had been reduced to broken bones and slices of beef in the grinding pan of the branches.

There was a sudden thud that shook the entire forest. The hands of the Deadwood Guards suddenly burst open, and the flaming branches flew in all directions, and the bodies of the two Deadwood Guards also burned, and the flames illuminated the forest.

Asa fell from the center of the explosion and fell heavily to the ground. But he immediately staggered to his feet again, and continued to run crookedly towards the front.

"No way. Elder Crane froze in place, watching a few deadwood guards wave their arms and chase after Asa as he fled. The forest was shrouded in the power of the Sunwell, and no one could use magic except for the elves who grew around it.

He looked at Asa who had fled in front of him. He stumbled when he first got up from the ground, but after running a few steps, his body emitted a burst of blue-white recovery magic light, and gradually ran faster and faster, even like flying.

Elder Crane understood. Although he didn't want to admit it, it was true, this human and the remnants of the sunwell power in his body had merged, which not only allowed him to use magic in the forest, but also the divine power that covered the entire forest could multiply his magic power.

He can't be allowed to escape with the leaves of the World Tree. That is already the only hope against the darkness, and it is the sacred mission of this noble race. Stop him by any means, even if it is violence.

Elder Crane lifted his bow and drew an arrow from the quiver on his back. He stretched his bow, mounted his arrows, drew his strings, and the flint arrows began to glow with a fiery yellow glow.

The bow was full of strings, and the arrow had become a dazzling ball of yellow light. Almost as soon as he sent his hand, the ball of light immediately turned into a yellow light and extended to the vest of Asa who was running in front of him, and the magic contained in it immediately burst out.

The explosion caused the unicorns chasing him to retreat sideways, and the wave of air knocked down one of the approaching deadwood guards. The fleeing human was blown away like a dead leaf. But after landing on the ground, he only knelt down and gasped a little, and then jumped up and continued to run.

Seeing that his full force blow was ineffective, Elder Crane shouted in shock and anger that completely failed to achieve the noble and calm words of the elf: "Kill him for me." ”

The wind whistled in my ears, and the scenery on both sides flew backwards. Asa almost felt the urge to dance and run. A few more deadwood guards approached ahead. Asa didn't dodge or dodge, stretched out his palms and continued to rush forward.

A mass of fiery light larger than his body gathered in front of his palm, and with a scorching heat wave, it tore through the air that dared to block in front of him with a roar of rage towards the deadwood guards in front of him.

An explosion shook and trembled the entire forest, and even Asa himself was knocked to the ground by the explosion. Only the lower half of the burning shone was left by a few deadwood guards, as if a few huge torches and flaming pieces of wood were flying all over the sky. Asa got up from the ground, looked at this brilliant achievement, shouted excitedly, and continued to run forward.

The golden power in his body resonated with the entire forest, and he could clearly feel the fluctuations of the sunwell in the distance behind him filling the air of this forest. Every time the magic is used, the strong resonance of this fluctuation increases the effect of the magic dozens of times. The blow on his back just now originally hurt him a lot, but as soon as the healing spell was used, it immediately became fierce again.

A long arrow grazed his ear with a screech, and the elves began to fire their arrows. Asa hurriedly pulled up his robe and covered his head. Arrows rained down on him, and after only a dozen paces, he had already been hit by twenty or thirty arrows, but the arrows could not penetrate the robe in the slightest.

There was another sound of horses' hooves behind him, and Asa turned and threw a fireball. The unicorn screamed from the explosion, and several horses were blown up, and the others were all staggered by the blast.

With a dashing wave of his hand, a fireball flew out, turning a deadwood guard on the side into a giant firework. Weaving through the loud explosions and fires of his own, ignoring the rain of arrows pouring from behind, he felt like he had almost become the master of the entire forest. Asa was almost looking forward to the new Deadwood Guards ahead, the lumps of wood that had once terrified him were now as fragile as papier-mâché. He'd never felt like it had ever felt so enjoyable.

Of course, he still had to continue to escape, and he didn't dare to turn around and expose his face to the firing of the elves, nor did he dare to wait slowly for all the deadwood guards of the entire forest to gather. He still remembered the kind of battle around the red-robed man a few days ago.

Calculating the distance, it should not be far from the edge of the forest. Suddenly, a wall of dozens of deadwood guards appeared. Although these lumps of wood seemed to have no thoughts, they had a common consciousness that understood each other, and they all gathered in the direction of his escape, forming an encirclement. Behind them, the meadow where he had come in could already be seen. Asa almost screamed with joy.

As long as you blow up the lump of wood in front of you again, you can escape. He waved another fireball, but this time it was only half the size of the previous one, blowing off the head of one of the deadwood guards, but the one next to it was still intact.

Asa froze, stunned before he felt that the mana that was still surging in his body just now was showing signs of drying up. The fluctuations of the sunwell that permeated the air had weakened a lot, in fact, as he moved away from the sunwell, the power of this resonance had been weakening, but he had been intoxicated by his own majesty and completely unconcerned.

As soon as he paused, a dozen unicorns immediately chased after him and scattered to his left and right. Probably for fear of accidentally injuring them, the elves also stopped shooting arrows.

He stood in the encirclement and looked around, the unicorn shaking its sharp horn like a demonstration. These clever animals were not in a hurry to attack him, and were careful to surround him in the middle at a distance of more than ten meters from him. They were waiting for the elven allies behind. The deadwood guards in front of them are starting to approach here.

You can't wait for the deadwood guards to come and trample you into a meatloaf, or you can't wait here for the elves to catch up. No matter how rigid and rigid they are, their culture of contempt for violence will never give them any chance to escape. Asa suddenly remembered all the methods he had heard of for the escaped prisoners, cutting the tendons of his hands and feet, and threading the chains through his collarbone...... Then he can only wriggle around the dark and damp dungeon like a maggot for the rest of his life.....

Suddenly falling from the peak of his unstoppable emotions to being surrounded there, he couldn't retreat, and the strong contrast made him panic. And the freedom that was already close in front of him made him feel as if there were thousands of cats biting and scratching in his heart.

The meadow was just in front, just a few dozen meters away, and it reflected the free moonlight flatly. He knew from Lua's mouth that these deadwood guards were all relying on the power of the sunwell, and they couldn't get out of the forest. As soon as he was out of the confines of this forest, his hope of escape was greatly increased.

How can you rush through these tens of meters. Asa looked around at the unicorns that were watching him warily, knowing that the trick he used to get past them for the first time would not work again, and that any more blinding light would be enough to kill him, but he must not slam into the dangerous unicorn with his eyes closed. And in front of him, there were dozens of deadwood guards who were now tall and mighty again, and he was terrified.

Like a hungry poor man searching for his pockets in front of a bakery. Asa couldn't take any more care to lift every corner of his body, but no matter how hard he tried, there was only the mana of those two or three fireballs left. It's impossible to blow up those dozens of deadwood guards, and I'm afraid that even these unicorns in front of them can't deal with them.

How, where, Asa's mind raced to imagine how to break out of the encirclement, but no matter what, the unicorns were blinded and stabbed in the middle, or they rushed over and made the deadwood guards trample into meatloaf.

What to do, what to do, what to do...... The elves are already coming, where to blow whom, and how.....

Suddenly, he thought of an almost absurd and dangerous solution.

But now, even the most absurd method is better than no way. It's good to have a 1 percent chance of success, but if you don't, you won't even have 1 percent.

He bent down, bent his legs, half-crouched, and then sent a fireball at the ground, jumping violently upwards at the same time.

There was a loud bang. The explosion of the fireball and the force of the jump were superimposed, and he flew directly past the unicorn's encirclement.

The muscles in his ass and thighs were numb from the blow, and Asa watched as he flew towards the face of a deadwood guard. He knew that as long as he hit it, it would be over, even if he couldn't hit it or fall down, he would only be trampled to death.

He calculated the angle in the air, reaching out to his ass and concentrating all remaining mana into a fireball.

He didn't have time to feel the impact of the loud noise on his ears. The fireball arm had dislocated almost every joint from the shoulders to the elbows to the wrists and fingers, and almost threw the entire arm out. The muscles in his butt and thighs, he suspected, were all scrapped, and they didn't even have any pain.

Like a ball tossed, it swirled over the heads of the deadwood guards with sparks in the air, and Asa finally got his wish and flew out of the forest and fell into the free meadow.

When he hit the ground, he felt that almost the skeleton of his whole body was scattered, and he rolled out of the grass before stopping, and lay there like a dead man with Venus in his eyes, and he didn't even have much strength left to breathe. Next to it, the zombies ate the remaining half of the corpse. It seems that no one has been here, and the smoky stench of zombie leftovers fills the meadows.

Asa knew that he had succeeded and that he had failed.

He did escape, but he was completely unable to run anymore, and all that was left was one hand. As soon as the elves come up, they can take him back like a dead pig.

Suddenly, he saw his knife not far ahead, and he struggled to move himself wherever he could. Even though he knew it was useless to get it, he still wanted to hold it in his hand. He no longer had the luxury of hoping to escape, it was just a gesture of despair. I can't wait for someone to get the meat to happen.

But for a while, only the neighing of unicorns and the noise of the elves were heard, but there was no movement. Asa barely looked back and saw the elves and unicorns standing at the edge of the forest, but they didn't come out to catch him. A few unicorns took a few steps into the forest, seemed to smell the strong stench in the meadow, and turned around and ran back.

Asa burst out laughing, laughing a few times and coughing, coughing and laughing. He had heard from Lua that their elves had not stepped out of this forest for tens of thousands of years, which was also the rule of their clan, but he never imagined that they would be so old-fashioned and sluggish.

After all, those unicorns are just beasts, and once they get rid of the feeling they have felt for a lifetime, they will immediately feel strange and afraid. They were still so brave in the forest against zombies, and now they were plagued by the sight of the elven allies holding their feet back, just the smell scared them away.

An elven figure wanted to rush out, it seemed to be Lua, but Elder Crane next to him grabbed her and reprimanded her.

Asa tried his best to calm down, slowly recovering a little mana, and barely managed to use a healing spell on his legs. Detached from the influence of the Sunwell, the effect of his spells has almost returned to its original pitiful level. But fortunately, the injuries to his legs were not too serious, and he was barely able to move after using the method.

The elves watched as Asa laughed and crawled towards the forest opposite. They began to discuss fiercely whether or not to violate the rules of the clan that had been frozen and clean for tens of thousands of years. By the time Lua led a few elves out to the opposite forest, Asa was long gone.