As more and more vegetation spread throughout the temple, the green and blackened jungle gradually came into the vision of the two of them. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info Naturally, they heard the roars of some creatures from the jungle. And Maffeo was sure that there was at least a cat demon in there, and this kind of agile beast was really everywhere. "Did you hear that?"

"What?" Schultz didn't even hear what Maffeo was saying because of his nervousness.

Maffeo pressed his hand on his shoulder, "Don't be nervous, Frederick, everyone will have a first." ”

"No, I just ...... Somewhat...... Under the weather. Although Schultz lied, beads of sweat kept running down his forehead.

"Remember, if you encounter a monster, do as I say, and don't panic. Maffeo adjusted the crossbow hanging from his waist to a position where he could immediately lift it to shoot, and at the same time fastened the strap on the scabbard behind his back, so that he could draw his greatsword in battle at the first opportunity.

"I see. Schultz pulled out his sword directly, perhaps only the feeling of a weapon in his hand in this situation could make him feel at ease.

That jungle is supposed to exist naturally on the back of the Heavenly Veil Behemoth, but the followers of the Blue Truth Cult have also built a temple in the jungle. Along the way, Maffeo had seen many stone tablets depicting Venus, the goddess of beauty, and there was no doubt that this was what the faithful believed.

When he was actually in the jungle, Maffeo realized that much of the appearance of the place itself had been destroyed by man-made modifications, and it was no longer the impenetrable jungle that it used to be, and the believers had built roads, altars and stone monuments here. Perhaps the only thing that Maffeo couldn't figure out was how the cultists got along with the cat demons here, and he was sure he heard the cat demons screaming and saw a few flashes of black shadows.

Maffeo abruptly stopped his advance, causing Schultz, who was following him, to crash headfirst into the greatsword on his back, clutching his forehead and grinning in pain. "What's wrong?"

"Something is wrong...... Maffeo muttered as he reached for the hilt of the greatsword behind his back.

"Are there any monsters?" Schultz hurriedly raised his sword in his hand to make a fighting stance, and then kept looking around.

"Quiet...... "Maffeo had already pulled half of his sword out of its scabbard.

So Schultz swallowed his saliva and waited for the moment when the storm came. From the moment he started, Maffeo felt like he was being targeted by something. That's right, he must have been targeted by something. He glanced at the ground out of the corner of his eye, and he noticed several marks that could not have been left by a man or a dog, apparently caused by some sharp object.

He looked around, and although there seemed to be nothing noteworthy on the surface, how could an ancient tree standing next to a sacrificial altar attract his attention when the vegetation here was no longer as abundant as it used to be. "Frederick, do you see the tree?" said Maffeo in a whisper to Schultz.

"Where?"

"On the left, about 13 yards away, next to the altar. Maffeo snorted slightly.

Schultz cast his gaze over, then closed his mouth in surprise. "Damn, I remember we didn't notice a single tree when we walked here, and the vegetation here is a little sparser than it was before, how is that possible?"

"Strange, isn't it? Maffeo drew his weapon completely, and cautiously approached the tree.

"Be careful, Maffeo. Schultz clenched the sword in his hand with both hands.

Maffeo then thought he had guessed wrong, as it didn't react as he approached the tree. If it really was a dryant, it was impossible for it to remain silent even when its greatsword was already able to slash its body. It wasn't until Walter's sudden roar broke the silence that Schultz watched in amazement as Walter roared wildly at the tree, which became a signal to Maffeo, who was almost face-to-face with the tree.

Then the tree changed suddenly, the bark on its trunk began to split rapidly, and its thick roots began to writhe strangely. Then, Maffeo saw the creature's bark split in exactly the right place to form a pair of eyes and a large mouth large enough to swallow half of his body. "Damn the monster!" Maffeo quickly swung his sword and slashed a tendrel that writhed towards him, then quickly retreated to keep a certain distance from it.

"Maffeo, I'll help you!" Schultz brandished his sword as he tried to pounce to help.

"No, Frederick, watch your step, roll to the side and dodge!" Maffeo immediately shouted a warning as he saw several branches of the dryad piercing the ground.

Schultz didn't understand why Maffeo said this, but he did it anyway. At the moment when he was out of place, several sharp tree thorns sprouted from the ground. "What the hell is this?" Schultz looked at where he had been standing.

"I think it's a means of attack by that guy, interesting. Maffeo lifted the crossbow hanging from his waist and aimed it in the eye to shoot a few arrows, though such attacks had no real effect, and its branches, which could move in almost any direction, blocked all ranged attacks. "Although it is impossible to get close to this guy on the surface, this guy must have some weakness, let me think about it. Maffeo swung his sword to block Flurry's roots.

"What to do?" Schultz was clearly unsure, he was facing a non-human guy for the first time, so he had no experience to speak of.

"Do you remember the forest fire you started on some unknown island half a year ago?" said Maffeo with a wicked laugh.

"Oh, please, Maffeo, are you sure you want to mention this now?" Schultz didn't realize what Maffeo meant.

Once more, Maffeo swung his sword and slashed down the roots that were coming at him from one side, and even then, there was no reduction in the roots of the dryads, as if they were endless. "Quite simply, Frederick, fire is enough against this guy. ”

Schultz finally understood, and he clapped his hands happily. "That's right!"

"So what are you waiting for, are you going to keep the oil bottle for a drink?"

"I'm coming. Schultz pulled out the only two bottles of black oil he had left, and in his other hand he held a bomb filled with gunpowder, and charged towards the dryads under the cover of Maffeo. Along the way, he kept dodging the attacks of the dryads according to Maffeo's instructions, although they seemed to be unable to effectively approach, but in fact, due to the limited means of attack, as long as he mastered the rhythm and timing of their attacks, he could easily dodge them.

Schultz had the characteristic expression of an arsonist, and he smashed two bottles of black oil into the trunk of the dryad, and then the match ignited the fuse of the bomb, and threw the bomb at the dryad with a treacherous smile. "Now let's make another fire. Schultz immediately turned around and ran farther away. Maffeo also stepped back after cutting off a few more roots.

The power of the bomb itself is so small that it can't even do much damage to monsters. But it succeeded in igniting the black oil that was already covering the dryad's body, and in an instant, the flames swept through the creature's body. It let out a strange, high-pitched cry, and in the flames it became black wood with green smoke.

"Schultz, I'm going to warn the people of the West Coast because a skilled arsonist is here. Maffeo smiled and touched Schulz's head.

Schultz immediately pulled Maffeo's hand away and gave him the middle finger. "you, Maffeo. ”

"Let's move on, I don't know what those dryads will do when they meet Freya......" Maffeo's smile turned to helplessness, he actually had a trace of sympathy for the dryads who were under mental attack, because Freya's flame bombs were not the insignificant power of explosive bombs and black oil.