Or the Great War (1)

Under the Elven Ancient Tree, the water in the Sun Well is recovering at an extremely slow pace. As the well water slowly recovered, the role of the Sun Well Forbidden Demon Realm slowly came back into play.

Although this is indeed very slow, it will take at least a full day to fully recover. But now it has begun to have a considerable impact on the combat effectiveness of the magicians, at least the dozens of magicians on the ground are already a little struggling.

There are so many deadwood guards that the elemental giants alone can't resist the constant pressure of these behemoths. Several fire mages used the Fire Wall and Infernal Flames with all their might, and clumps of flames and explosions continued to explode among the deadwood guards, sending flames and sawdust flying everywhere. In the spells and gestures of the earth mage, huge pillars and spikes of earth burst from the ground, keeping the deadwood guards and unicorns out.

Among the thousands of arrows in the sky, one of them suddenly broke through the Hurricane Aegis in a unique way, bypassing the gap between the ice wall and the flame shield, and piercing a mage's neck from the side. The magician fell to the ground, clutching his bloodied neck, his hands and feet twitching and making a cry like a dying goose. The earth-based armor that originally protected his whole body had slowly weakened and fallen off unconsciously.

This is the third magician who has fallen under the elven arrows, and the protective magic such as the Hurricane Aegis, which originally seemed to be seamless, always has some strange fluctuations at some point, or it is weak, or it suddenly stops running, or it suddenly shows a hole or something.

Of course, the elven archers couldn't catch these subtle changes and shoot, but they didn't need to. Just as rainwater seeps in even if the roof hole is not visible to the naked eye, it is impossible for a rainstorm of arrows to miss any holes. The corpses of the three magicians on the ground are already telling.

"Why doesn't it seem like the effects of magic are unstable?, there's something strange about this forest!" finally a magician noticed the problem, and shouted at the sound of an explosion in his hand. "Let's sit on the Qi Element and go to the heavens. ”

"No, I can't. The mana is not enough to summon the air elemental, and the mana is too slow to recover in this forest. "A qi* master tried summoning the element, but he was almost rushed by the magic backlash brought by the failure, and he vomited blood and fell to the ground. "Everyone, don't go any further, keep this formation, and wait for Master Aiden above. ”

On the Ancient Tree of War, the dying elven patrol Kailin Jiqing was carried back.

Her body was burned with flames, and scars from oscillations and impacts. There were also a few magic ice spikes stuck in her hands and feet. Her reaction and skills are good, but the most important thing is luck, the dozens of magicians' angry bombardment failed to blow her up into minced meat.

"Elder Lua alone on the War Mantis?" Under the recovery magic of the elven elders, Kailin slowly woke up. "Is it all we have to watch from here?" said Kaylin. She still held the pitch-black longbow in her hand. But as soon as I jumped up, my feet went weak and I fell down again.

"All the Pegasus that can carry people has been sent to the death, and the only thing left is the underage Pegasus. The elven elder sighed. "It's impossible for you to pull the Phantom Bow with your current injuries, and now you can only hope that Elder Lua can shoot a little longer......"

A terrible cry interrupted the Elven Elder's words as it crossed the sky above the Forest of Whispers. A praying mantis exploded with flashes of magic and a roar of various types of magic all over its body under the siege of dozens of magicians, and let out a strange cry unique to insects and fell from above.

The war mantis's originally slender, hideous, angular body has rotted like a rotten rag that has been used for decades. Even the strongest vitality and defense have a limit, and dozens of high-level magic attacks are enough to blow an iron mountain to pieces.

But none of the magicians had a good look, for there were already ten magicians who had been shattered under the giant scythe of the War Mantis.

Whether it is flying or qi element, it can't match this behemoth in speed and agility, and the magicians can't dodge it. Even attack magic can barely hit the target accurately. The sluggishness, weakness, curses, and armor-piercing of the last dozens of elemental masters forced this war mantis to turn crooked and upside down in order to blow this monster to shreds.

The War Mantis was not the only one, and at the same time as this mantis fell, a mage also screamed and was split into two parts under the huge scythe of the other mantis, along with the qi element under his feet.

"Okay, there's one more, kill it and win. A * division let out a warrior-like roar.

He wasn't alone, in fact, all the magicians were a little out of control right now. These originally wise old men were unconsciously immersed in the battle, the grief caused by the death of their companions. Fear, anger, and the magic explosions and flames that raged everywhere had worn them down.

The mages now have only one mantis to deal with. The largest one was already fully engaged in chasing each other with Master Aiden, and from a little further away only a huge green shadow and a small white dot could be seen flying in and out of the sky.

"Give you a chance to give me the leaves of the World Tree. I leave the elves here alive. Aiden's voice was cold, but his eyes were red. He knew the female elf, the only survivor of the Whispering Forest a year ago. What's more, he could sense the presence of the leaves of the World Tree from this female elf.

Although they were both speeding and spinning, he almost had the illusion of smelling the scent of the leaves. If he hadn't known that he really couldn't resist the blow of the war mantis, he would definitely turn around and rush over and grab the leaf.

Lua didn't speak, even if she wanted to. All of her energy and spirit had been spent on keeping herself from being thrown out under the high-speed movement of the praying mantis. Every time the praying mantis turned and spun rapidly, she felt as if her heart was about to fly out of her mouth, and the hands and feet that were clutching the mantis' shell seemed to be broken by inertia at any moment.

These war mantis were originally magical creatures left over from the ancient elf empire, and they had just hatched after tens of thousands of years, and they had to rely on the leaves of the World Tree to maintain their consciousness within a certain range, so she had to sit on the War Mantis with the leaves of the World Tree. And now these three praying mantis are almost all the hope of the elves.

From the beginning, she had a vague sense that the coincidence of this group of mages led by necromancers might have something directly related to her decision to send someone to visit the Tower of Tooth.

Even if he really can't know that the Tower of Teeth will be controlled by a necromancer. But as long as you can wait until the Ancient Tree of War has grown and the Sunwell has restored the Forbidden Demon Realm before sending someone to visit, the catastrophe in front of you will not happen at all.

All this is the result of their own mistakes. Just because of his momentary high-spiritedness and momentary recklessness, such a disaster was caused. Looking at the explosions and flames that kept flashing below, the constant screams of the elves and the flying limbs, Lua only felt a few knives twisting in her heart. It wasn't just pain, it was the heaviness of feeling like my heart and soul were being torn apart but I couldn't vent it.

If everything can be redeemed, she is willing to pay any price. But what has happened can never be undone, she knows that. Then at least try her best to make amends, try her best to win this battle, even if it seems that there is little hope now, she has to fight, and she can't give up. This necromancer is undoubtedly the leader of this group of magicians. is also the strongest one, as long as he can be killed, then there may be hope for this battle.

But now it seems that that hope is very slim. No matter how much the war mantis attacks, there is no way to keep up with the agility of this necromancer's flight, at most it can only force him to keep dodging and unable to attack. On the other side, there was already a war mantis that had fallen under the siege of the magician.

The praying mantis stopped, and Rua stood up as fast as she could. Take the leaves of the World Tree from your bosom. Even so, it is dangerous. But she had to fight it one last time.

"Great Marfa, your pious people pray in your name to give this life...... "Lua recited the prayer, and the green glow on the leaves of the World Tree began to flourish in an instant.

The praying mantis that had been chasing him suddenly stopped, and Master Aiden was also stunned, but he also reacted when he saw the female elf above take out the leaves of the World Tree and start chanting the incantation, and his figure also stopped suddenly, and a thunderous bomb instantly condensed in his hand and roared away.

The lightning ball didn't go towards Lua on the mantis. Master Aiden didn't want to blow the leaves of the World Tree to pieces, he was only aiming at the head of the praying mantis. As long as this monster is defeated, both people and things on it are just things in a bag.

The moment the thunderball made contact with the mantis's limbs, it turned into a loud bang, and the green hard shell splashed everywhere in the flashing electric light. But the praying mantis didn't fall headlong, the monster used its huge scythe forelimbs to block the thunderous bomb in front of its head, not only did it not have the slightest damage to its head, but even the scythe forelimbs were only half shattered.

Master Aiden frowned slightly, and his hands fired again, this time two thundering bombs.

Two loud explosions could not hide the strange hiss that came from the mouth of the mantis, one of the forelimbs of this mantis was completely blown into pieces, the smell of fish splashed along with the green debris and liquid, and the explosion of air and the mantis's own struggle almost threw the elf above.

But it was just almost, and it didn't really throw Lua down. And her casting was still uninterrupted, and it was finally completed.

“...... Let the humble life have the life and power of a dragon, and let it be used by me. As the prayer was finished, the light on the leaves of the World Tree was already bright as a green lamp, and she placed the leaves of the World Tree on the back of the praying mantis, and the indescribable abundance of life magic poured in.

The praying mantis was still roaring and shaking, its shattered forelimbs still spewing green fluids outward, but at the same time, its body was inflated and doubled in a single breath. Originally, this magical creature was only a little smaller than a two-legged wyvern, but now in the blink of an eye, it has become a behemoth tens of meters long. In comparison, Master Aiden not far away seemed to be as inconspicuous as a small white sparrow, and even the compound eyes of the praying mantis seemed to be larger than him.

Dragon. Such a huge body is probably only found by legendary dragons. And such a magical insect whose original life and attack were far superior to those of any beast, and then with such a body, I am afraid that even in terms of combat effectiveness, it is not much worse than a real dragon.

Master Aiden looked straight. But he still didn't forget to shoot the fourth thunderstorm in his hand. Fragments of the mantis' shell were still splashing in the loud roar of electric flashing, but this explosion only left a small mark on the mantis's other forelimb.

The thunderstorm had little obvious effect, and before he had time to be surprised, Master Aiden saw the monster, which was already the size of a small mountain, rushing towards him with a deafening shrill hiss. Although the body has become larger, the speed has not decreased at all, but seems to be faster.

Almost instinctively, Master Aiden used his Arctic Air Magic to slid through the scythe like an extremely nimble fly through a person's fingers, and the air currents that swept across his face almost made him think that his face had been cut off. The forelimbs of the scythe, which had been ridiculously large, were now as large as a small boat, and needless to say the body of a human, even an elephant could be split in two.

Lua sat in the crack of a carapace on the back of the mantis that could fit because it had grown. She could barely move now. This was the natural type of magic 'Dragon Power' that could only be used with the help of the power of the leaves of the World Tree, and the huge vitality of the War Mantis had almost drained her energy.

That's all she can do, and it's only a matter of seeing if this praying mantis, which is not much different from a real dragon, can deal with these magicians.

On the other hand, the mages, who were already familiar with the arts, still blew up the other mantis with a huge number of curses and magic bombardments. Naturally, they also saw this unbelievable natural magic scene, and immediately swarmed with the qi elemental.

On one side of the forest, a man and a woman were hurrying in the direction of the Ancient War Tree.

Through the dense foliage of the ancient trees above, one could faintly see the magicians sitting on the qi elemental taking turns bombarding a huge green shadow. All sorts of magical lights and roars came and went.

Asazema galloped in the direction of the Ancient War Tree, and although the shade of the forest prevented him from seeing the direction of the Ancient War Tree, he could feel the position of the Sun Well. The faint fluctuations that emanated there resonated with his body.

This was his third visit to the Whispering Forest. It seemed that every time he came to this forest, he would inevitably get involved in the battle, and he really didn't know if it was his own luck or the bad luck of the elves. And there is no doubt that this battle must be because of the only remaining World Tree leaf. I don't know if it's a relic of the elves or a source of calamity.

Are you going to help the elves? First of all, I'm not going to help these heretics. Talis, who followed him, exclaimed.

Asa didn't look back. Drop a sentence: "Just don't get in the way." Maybe I won't be able to rescue you this time. ”

The Forest of Whispers had long since lost its silence, and the sound of magical explosions, the shouts of elves, the smell of charred trees or corpses could be heard in the distance and in the sky, and it was completely like a battlefield. But probably because all the deadwood guards were concentrated on the other side of the forest, and they rushed all the way without hindrance, and the distance was a little quiet.

Talis followed Asa and cried out, "Do you know that it is an offense for you to speak to a knight like this? Your offense to me for more than ten days on the road is enough to offset your self-righteous favors. I'm telling you that I can ...... as a Templar at any time."

"Get out of the way. Asa suddenly shouted as he galloped his horse. Reined in the horse, got up from the saddle, and flew backwards without forgetting Latalis.

Talis's reaction wasn't too slow, and Asa's reminders and tugging caused her to leave the saddle almost at the same time. The two of them flew back together, but the two horses continued to rush forward with no loss.

A pillar of fire suddenly rose from the ground in front of him, engulfing the two galloping horses. A small piece of ground in front of it seemed to have become a small crater, or a magic crater, and the flames that erupted were mixed with a strong magical aura, and the temperature of this magical flame was not inferior to that of magma. Two miserable neighing sounds, a strong scorching smell, and then two charred and deformed horse corpses slid out of the pillar of fire from the other side.