Dryads are sapient creatures themselves, and in fact, they have always been very friendly to outsiders. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 But anything changes dramatically after being overshadowed by the apostles, and the originally kind, peace-loving dryads begin to become brutal. When something goes to one extreme, there is no longer any possibility of control.

It was getting dark, and the passage of time was something that many people wanted to grasp. Now that most of the jungle had been cleared, Freya was left with a dilemma - whether to continue clearing the area at the end of the jungle or return to the west coast. If they cleared the area, they wouldn't have to come back again tomorrow, but no one knew what kind of danger would hide in the dark jungle when it was getting dark.

"Do you have any ideas?" said Freya, asking for everyone's opinions.

"I don't want to do it again tomorrow. Mirna didn't give a direct answer, but her words were already able to express her wishes.

"I've adapted to fighting in the dark. Fit's answer was not far behind.

"Then let's go clean up the last area. Because of Camilli's gentle nod to herself, Freya stopped bothering with the trivial matters and walked towards the last area, near the end of the jungle.

Schultz felt like he had fallen into an airtight dark space, and although he was near the end of the jungle, the visibility here was worse than in the rest of the jungle. And man-made temples began to become scarce, and more dense vegetation itself took root in the area. Despite being naturally present, the vegetation here shows signs of being cared for. So Schultz was sure that a gardener would frequent, but he didn't know if it was a member of the Blue Truth Cult or something else.

A growl of the dryad suddenly sounded, and the five legs stopped almost at the same time, and the rhythm was even exactly the same. They fell silent, and Freya, who was at the front, looked more pensive, tapping her fingernails lightly on a frozen grenade hanging from the blue belly belt around her waist. Then, she brushed half of the grenade with her index finger and removed it from her belly belt, gently pinching the top half of the grenade while pressing her thumb on the tab.

"We're in company. Fett pulled out his sword and stood 45 degrees in Freya's upper right corner.

"What was that?" Schultz swallowed, though he had seen the dryads, he had never heard them make that creepy sound, which sounded more like some kind of mournful sound.

The thin black shadow that crept through the darkness was caught by Mirna, who instantly ignited a Jack bomb in her hand and fired it above her head. Her actions made Schultz a little incomprehensible, but the next second he understood. The Jack bomb, which had been condensed in his hand for a while, split in the air and slammed towards their respective targets.

The shadows ignited a flame, and soon the flames transformed into a raging flame—the roots of the dryads. It's just that the fact that such a large number of roots come from the same tree spirit has not been seen so far, and Freya thinks that they may have encountered a special tree spirit.

"Be careful, this guy isn't like any other normal dryad. Freya warned the crowd.

"What do you mean?" Schultz shrunk in place, not daring to make any movement.

"That means you'd better dodge quickly. Freya pulled out her pistol, turned around, and fired in the direction of Schultz's side of the body. Although the movements were done in one go, she always had a displeased expression on her face. "Camille, can you please take care of that little ghost?"

"No problem. Camilli dodged a barricade of tendrils and came to Schultz's side.

"Yes, I'm sorry. Schultz quickly apologized.

"No need to apologize, anyone will have a first time. Camilli opened the Mind Shield to protect Schultz as she began to gather her mind to block the seemingly never-ending Root Attack.

"I'm here to help. Schultz finally used the swordsmanship he had been learning and began to fight back in this protected situation.

Mirna recited the spell in a calm, steady voice, and she deliberately exposed her body to the range of the dryad's roots, which began to spread towards her. "Freya!" she called out the other person's name.

The frozen thunder that had been pinched in Freya's hand finally came out of her hand, and she flicked the tab open with her thumb, waited for two seconds, and then threw it towards the roots that spread towards Mirna. She dragged the grenade into the air and exploded, scattering icy chemicals on the roots and gradually forming blocks of ice larger than their contours. Milna's hands were outstretched, seemingly swinging with tender, affectionate movements. The air at her fingertips began to thicken, becoming opaque, pulsating like smoke.

Mirna pressed down her hands as the extended magic of the light elemental spread along the frozen roots towards its owner, and Milna shouted to Fett, who had been hiding between ordinary trees. "Fett, front right, thirty yards!"

Fett kicked in like a delicate machine, and in the process of sprinting, she transformed the sword in her hand into the Flame of Prangberger. Another group of tendrils struck Fett through the ground, trying to stop her from approaching. The latter's light swing of the knife unleashed a purple phantom, which succeeded in attracting Roots' attention. The non-existent phantom sprinted for some distance before swinging the non-existent sword in place, and the tendrils could only pass through the non-existent phantom without a purpose.

The roar rang out again, and in Fett's sight, the blackened green dryad had completely revealed its hideous side. It confronted Fett, who was not prepared to dodge. Even as it swung its tendrils and smashed at Fett, she still didn't dodge. As the tendrils collided with the sword, the figure gracefully leaped over the top of the dryad and came behind it.

Prumbelzer had its own carnival, and these easily burning dryads were its best targets. The staggered flash of sword energy whipped everything in its path and roared at the dryad, and the creature stuck its roots into the ground without moving. Such a crazy move was somewhat surprising to Fit, but it was an unavoidable fact that the flash of sword qi hit its body and caused it to burn.

"Watch the soles of your feet, Fett!" Mirna warned loudly as she followed.

Fett immediately crouched down and leaped to his feet, leaving the ground with a row of spikes coming out of place. Fett wielded Prumbelzer to launch a second attack on the already burning dryads. She gripped the hilt of the knife and turned her entire body into a blade and slammed into the dryad. The guy screamed, but he didn't give up. It opened its large mouth covered with the lines of the ancient tree, and the golden fruits poured out almost in the next second.

The seemingly non-threatening Golden Fruit exploded on the first object it touched, and Prambergzer's entire blade withstood one explosion after another, while Fett's hands were already peeled open. She gritted her teeth and swung it vigorously, sending out a half-moon sword qi that completely slashed all the fruits.

At the same time, a great fire lit up over the jungle, and Mr. Jack roared and slammed into it with its body, which was twice the size of the dryad. The Burning Eye, which had materialized from Prumbelzer's body due to the power of the magic sword, shattered all possibility of the dryad's resistance, and it became wood under the impact of the blazing Mr. Jack.

Everything in the jungle fell silent, and the golden fruits reappeared, but this time they were no longer threatening. In the darkness, they dot the ground. Unnoticed, they become one with the vegetation.