The sky was blue, and there was not a single cloud blocking the sun's brilliant light from the morning, and to the followers of the god of nature, it was as if even the air was overflowing with the smell of sacredness. Cultists flocked from far and wide to go around the forest to participate in their long-cherished opportunity to become one with the gods of nature.

But the magistrate of Airy was very ignorant of such a grand and sacred scene, and he gathered all the men who could be used in the city, even sweeping the floors, keeping watch, collecting taxes, and all the men who could be mobilized, plus three thousand regular troops from the royal capital, and set up a checkpoint on the main road leading to the forest to prevent the believers from advancing. At first, the magistrate's troops were able to deal with the crowds of believers and stop them from advancing, but as noon approached and the believers called each other, the people continued to gather more and more, and the conflict became more and more intense, and the two sides began to move. The entire Airy region was in chaos like a pot of porridge that had burst into a boil.

On the other side, two thousand soldiers had already rushed to the grass in front of the Whispering Forest. Quite a few believers from relatively close villages have already arrived here. The soldiers drove the believers away and prepared to start destroying the statues, but when the soldiers managed to pull down a stone statue and prepare to break it, all the believers became angry and began to attack the soldiers with stones and branches and the like. At the same time, many believers from other ways continued to arrive, and as the number of believers continued to increase, the soldiers even began to be surrounded in the middle.

"Everybody stop. Seeing that something was wrong, Asa jumped out of the crowd of soldiers and jumped onto a stone statue and shouted. "Everyone, please listen to me. ”

"Get out of here. Thousands of worshippers who had filled the grass shouted.

Although he knew that it was probably useless to say anything, but now there was no other way but to say it, Asa shouted: "Everyone is a local villager, everyone think carefully, this forest has existed here for a long time, why is it now a forest of some god of nature? This is a scam at all......

"Pull down that bullshit bastard and kill him. The congregants began to throw stones and mud at him, and some of them climbed up to the statue.

With a loud 'boom', the upper body of a stone statue exploded under Asa's fireball, scattering stones and the explosion of air injured many believers. The noisy believers were frightened by this and fell silent, and those who approached Asa hurriedly retreated. Everyone can see what the consequences would have been if it had exploded on their own heads. Even Asa himself was a little unexpected, and acted in a hurry, but violent threats seemed to be more effective than persuasion.

But then something even more unexpected happened. Some black liquid oozed from the shattered stone statue with its upper body in turn. The believers in the vicinity hurriedly covered their noses and scattered, the smell of these liquids was not only stinky, it was like needles piercing their noses and brains, and even tears were smoked out of those who were close.

"See for yourselves, is it this filth that you speak of as a great god of nature?" exclaimed Asa with a little joy. "I'll tell you, it's a trap, this god of nature is actually a lie from the necromancers of the Necromancer......"

"Shameless!" suddenly sounded a loud shout, full of majesty, and only suppressed Asa's voice from the sound and momentum. "Do you think I don't know that you have polluted our patronus statue by despicable means, and now you have come to deceive everyone?" At some point, the prophet dressed in white suddenly appeared on the edge of the forest not far away, with righteousness and righteousness, and his face was full of integrity, as if he was the embodiment of justice and light, and he rebuked the evil words that stood on the stone statue to confuse the people. "This man came here last night and did something to our guardian statue. Don't you think we can't see these nobles and officials who have come up with such despicable ways to discredit our gods and destroy our faith.....

"Well done. I'm still looking for you. Asa jumped off the statue, and before the believers could react, he staggered all the way, and he rushed to the Prophet's side in a few steps, grabbed the puppet, and then turned around and jumped back on the statue before the believers could react.

"Ah, Prophet. "Release the Prophet. It was now close to noon, and the devotees had filled the meadow so densely that the tsunami-like shouts made Asa's ears ache. But he wasn't worried, he had thought since last night that it would be best to expose the puppet made by the necromancer to everyone, and he had always thought that the necromancer would probably not let this puppet who had exposed his secret show up again, but now he got out by himself.

Grabbing the Prophet's body felt like pinching a cloud of mud, and when I looked closely, I realized that there was still corpse water flowing down his majestic features, and at the slightest touch of his skin began to fester, like a rotten cloth, and the silver-white hair fell off one by one. The golem's lifespan does seem to have reached its level.

Asa grabbed the Prophet's clothes and pushed him forward, half-lifted him in his hands, and shouted: "All of you, look, this is the Prophet whom you have always respected. He's actually a puppet created by a necromancer. ”

But I didn't think that this corpse that was about to collapse could still speak, not only could it speak, but it was still so loud and solemn, and the words were even more wonderful, pushing Asa to the end of his rope sentence by sentence: "He has used evil magic on me like a statue that has polluted us, and I will die immediately." But don't be shaken by my death, the miracles of the god of nature will still be shown to you at noon, and will still lead you to the realm of the unity of heaven and man, please stick to your beliefs......" The rest of the words have become like a goose's hum, and it finally completely rots its throat. With a thud, the Prophet's arm fell off his shoulder. Asa lost his hand, and the Prophet's almost rotten body fell to the ground and fell to pieces, and the worms lurking in his body scattered and crawled away.

This strange death only adds to the effect of the prophet's last words. The believers in the entire meadow began to boil, and countless stones and mud flew towards Asa. Soon the whole scene was in a state of extreme chaos. A chaotic fight began. The cultists desperately snatched their weapons, and as soon as they grabbed them, they immediately killed the soldiers, using their fists, feet, and teeth with all their might, even if they didn't get it. And the soldiers, who were many times more insane than themselves, had long since forgotten Asa's orders, first brandishing their weapons in their hands to defend themselves, and then slashing and killing any cultists who approached them.

Asa looked anxiously but helplessly at the scene beneath his feet, the whole world seemed to go crazy under the clear sun, and the screams and shouts of murder filled the meadow with deafening, and at a glance a dense crowd of ants was tearing and fighting each other.

The believers gathered more and more, and the magistrates who faced the tens of thousands of believers were obviously powerless. Asa knew that beyond the meadow there were more cultists gathering beneath the statues, sitting quietly and waiting for themselves to be eaten. He looked around at a loss, and a rock flew and hit him in the back of the head, causing a wave of vertigo that nearly caused him to fall.

Suddenly a strange noise came from the forest, which was not noticeable at first, but soon became heard by all the people in the meadow.

It was a dull sound, like the sound of many heavy objects hitting each other, slowly moving from the depths of the forest towards the meadow, and even the ground began to tremble slightly. The forest, which had never made the slightest noise, was so strange that many of the believers stopped tearing and looked towards the forest.

The sound grew closer, and when the thing that made the sound appeared at the edge of the forest, even every soldier stopped what he was doing. Everyone watched in amazement as the giant tree-like giants stepped out step by step.

"This is a miracle of the god of nature!" I don't know if one of the believers shouted out first, and all the believers sat down on the spot, and some even began to kneel. The remaining soldiers stood and watched inexplicably.

But the tree giants showed no concern for the worship and respect of these humans, and they walked as if with great difficulty to the stone statues.

At first, the believers sat reverently on their knees, but it was not until some of the believers screamed at the footsteps of the Deadwood Guards, and the believers saw how their comrades had become a mess at the feet of their idols, that they began to wake up a little, and the believers who remained in the path of the Deadwood Guards fled in a hurry.

The further away from the Whispering Forest, the more stiff and sluggish the Deadwood Guard's movements became, and every move was very difficult. Step by step, they moved to the side of the stone statues, waving their wooden arms at the silent sculptures. In the muffled sound of bumping and bumping, all the people watched with a blank slurp, which was completely beyond their expectations and beyond their comprehension.

"Okay. Asa was the only one crying out for joy. Unexpectedly, there was such a turn of events when he was almost desperate, if he could, he would really want to hug Lua and kiss that little face a few times. A deadwood guard was walking towards the stone statue he was on, and Asa hurriedly jumped off the statue for fear of harming the pond fish.

Although the Deadwood Guard's movements seemed to be laborious, the force of the blow was still beyond human imagination, and several stone statues had begun to break, oozing black sewage and emitting a smoky stench.

Despite this attack, the statues did not move in the slightest. Asa looked up at the sky, and it was almost noon.

'Boom', and a stone statue was finally shattered by the blows of the deadwood guards. The Deadwood Guards' attacks continued, and with all of them about to be destroyed, the plans of the two necromancers were about to fail.

A sound rose from a corner of the crowd, as if a slurred man was singing but out of tune. This strange voice stood out among the congregation, who were all stunned and speechless.

With this sound, the stone statues finally moved. But unlike the swift movements of the previous night, the stone statues seemed to move and behave more strenuously and slowly than the Deadwood Guards, as if they were all old men who had suffered a stroke of age, and they moved their stiff hands and feet backwards as hard as they could, trying to avoid the Deadwood Guards' attacks as much as possible.

"Get the hell out of here. Asa yelled, pushing the stunned congregants around him as they surged left and right through the crowd, looking for the man who made the strange noise. He knew that this was the same necromancer who had been manipulating the gargoyles in the crowd last night, and that the slow and laborious movement of the gargoyles was a sign of a lack of magical power, and that everything would be fine if the manipulator was caught and dealt with.

The Deadwood Guards shuffled their slow pace after the slower gargoyles, and when they did, they continued to tap with their thick wooden branches, making a muffled sound. Several more gargoyles oozed black liquid from their bodies. But as they moved farther away from the Whispering Forest, the Deadwood Guards moved more slowly, and the distance to the gargoyles gradually widened.

Asa finally found out. In the crowd, an old man in ordinary appearance and dressed was kneeling on the ground, chanting the strange incantation with his hands outstretched. He yelled, "Get out of the way." "Fly at the old man.

The old man's eyes snapped open, and his cloudy eyes were full of piercing essence. He leapt from the ground with agility that was not commensurate with his age, and with a casual hand, he grabbed one of the believers next to him and threw it at Asa. The believer had just flown out and screamed, and his hands and feet twitched in the air, but then there was no sound.

Asa rushed to the side and rolled to the ground, bounced up, and dodged the oncoming cultist with all his strength and embarrassment. He didn't dare to fly up heroically, kick away or bump away or even catch something, he had seen such a trick from Sandru.

The cultist who was being used as a weapon slammed into the cultist behind him, his body splitting open, and black juice splattered out. The clinged disciples screamed and rolled on the ground.

Fighting the necromancer with magic He knew that he was far from this level, and he had to fight in close combat, so Asa had already rushed in front of the old man and punched him in a few arrow steps.

The old man stepped back, his body floated upward, and he actually rose sharply into the air, and then he floated in the air more than ten meters high and stared at Asa.

Flying is one of the highest levels of air magic, and it is not very rare for people to use it. Almost every magician who has mastered this kind of magic that transcends the rules of human conduct will have a 'big' word in front of their name. But if they could see that the old man was silent, gesticulating, not doing incantations, and not reciting this supreme magic as casually and naturally as the lowest-grade big road goods, I am afraid that the vast majority of them would automatically start as magic apprentices incognito.

Asa didn't care, he opened his hand and fired a fireball with all his might, screaming angrily towards the necromancer in the air.

The old man just fluttered like a feather, and the fireball, large enough to turn him into minced meat, flew just a meter away from him. The judgment of the fireball and the grasp of its own movement were all wonderful, as if it were just a ball gently thrown by a child.

But the old man was not at all complacent about this lightweight dodge, and his face was full of anger and anxiety. Because he had to be distracted by the flying spell to dodge, the gargoyle's movement had completely stopped, and the deadwood guards caught up again, continuing to attack most of the gargoyles, who were already scarred.

Asa was not in a hurry, staring intently at the necromancer above, it was not easy to move so many huge stone statues, as long as he still maintained his flying skills, he would never be able to manipulate the gargoyle again.

The beating of the deadwood guards continued, and the stench of juice emanating from the gargoyle's body grew stronger and thicker in the air. 'Kara' twice, and two more gargoyles shattered. It was only a matter of time before the gargoyles were wiped out.

But just as victory was in sight, all of a sudden all the Deadwood Guards' movements stopped. As if they had all received a silent command, the huge lumps of wood turned and walked slowly back into the Whispering Forest. Asa watched the departure of these allies in amazement, not understanding what was going on. Seeing this inexplicable change, even the necromancer in mid-air looked surprised, but it was more of a surprise.

The sun was shining hot, and it was noon.

The necromancer was still floating in the air, but the gargoyles were all moving.

In the Forest of Whispers, two elves forcibly pull Lua out of the Sunwell, and Elder Crane reaches into the well and summons back the Deadwood Guard.

"It's just close to destroying the evil stuff that could endanger us and the entire Whispering Forest. Lua struggled, but the two elves held her firmly.

"Needless to say. Do you know what a serious clan rule you have violated? No elf in history has dared to command the Deadwood Guard out of the Whispering Forest and expose it to thousands of humans. Elder Crane shook his head slowly, a strong expression on his face for the first time. "No more presbyterian judges. Such a grave crime can only be punished with the heaviest punishment - to drive you out of the Whispering Forest forever. Do it now, and you're no longer one of us. Let's go. ”