"Filthy one, what are your intentions in coming to the Sacred Elven Forest!" the Treants looked at Chen Le and his Death Knights with a "kind" expression.

"We're here for a simple purpose. As long as you follow us, then it's all well said. Chen Le put on an expression that he thought was very friendly.

Although, as everyone else knows, it's simply taking off your pants and farting.

"We follow you, filthy one, it seems that the darkness has penetrated deep into your heart. Let's get rid of these filthy people! We in the Elven Forest must not let these creatures be infected!"

Their sheer size, their desperate strength, and their invulnerability defenses.

All of them are near-perfect.

Except, of course, speed.

The speed of the tree man is just too miserable.

"You think I'm going to play melee with you? It's ridiculous!Death Knights!Teach them!Let them know what war is!" Chen Le roared, and then the undead warhorse under his crotch began to gallop.

"For the Lich King!" the Death Knights quickly dispersed, and these Treants were completely idiotic behavior, you know, just from the aura emanating from these Treants, you know that they have the strength of the sixth level or above.

Moreover, their talents are too terrifying, Chen Le is unwilling to let the elites of the undead realm sink here. As for the future, Chen Le still felt that he would let his stitching monster army clean them up.

The Death Knight's nimble posture made these Tree Men a little uncomfortable, after all, these Death Knights were cavalry, and although their equipment was heavier, he was faster than the infantry.

And these tree people, one or two of them are the kind of five big and three thick, their speed is not to mention the infantry, it is estimated that even a civilian can easily dodge their attacks.

The roar kept coming as the treemen hit the rocks and the ground again and again.

The Death Knights looked at them mockingly. At this time, the Death Knight is very happy, they tease the enemy who is stronger than themselves, and the enemy has nothing to do with them.

"What a bunch of fools, could it be that they are the most powerful guardians in this forest?" Chen Le expressed concern to the tree people.

These guys have no other purpose than siege battlefields or massive defense battlefields on the plains.

Of course, the strength of these guys is still worth affirming. Fight against large creatures.

The Treants seemed to be annoyed by the Death Knight, and they rolled on the ground.

This move can be regarded as a trap for the Death Knights, many of whom were crushed by several Treants before they could leave the Treemen.

"These people are just too underestimated. Forget it, this time it's a lesson for them. Baron Rivendell, I don't know what the combat power of your Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse looks like, so be it. These guys are all in your hands. It's up to you to do it yourself. Chen Le didn't want to pay attention to these old trees anymore, anyway, he really wanted to deal with these ancient trees himself, Chen Le had a thousand ways to kill them.

However, what Chen Le is pursuing is not the soaring of his combat power, what he is pursuing now is that he has a huge force.

The Death Knights, an elite team that has only gathered through the entire undead world, logically speaking, there are many powerful people in this team.

Either they can do it alone, or they can conquer everything on the battlefield.

It stands to reason that an army organized by such a group of people is an army capable of destroying everything.

But in fact. The performance of this army so far Chen Le feels very poor.

Very poor.

Chen Le didn't dare to imagine that this was an army composed of those people.

Chen Le probably thought about it for a moment. Maybe it's because of their existence that these guys don't recognize their place at all.

There were so many things to do for them, they were about to forget what they were supposed to do.

Therefore, Chen Le decided that he was still standing there anyway. Then the long pain is not as good as the short pain. Let these guys experience casualties and let them know that he doesn't need them the way they are, he needs an army capable of conquering the whole world!

"Grow. Wake up. These treants may look terrifying, but the power in your hands is not for you. Chen Le shouted in his heart, at this time. The four Knights of the Apocalypse have found their goal.

Baron Rivendell found an ancient gray tree, one of which was noticeably larger than the surrounding trees.

Obviously, he found the powerhouse of this group of ancient trees.

However, Lord Kurtaz was very happy to find the most powerful of the ancient trees. He's a violent maniac, and he likes to play with the power type.

Clearly, these ancient trees were just what he needed.

Sir Seriyak and Duchess Braumus are a pair of mandarin ducks, and the target they find is a pile of ancient trees.

Chen Le still ignored the beloved dog according to the management, and what he wanted to see at this time was the battle of the Lord of Kurtaz.

This grumpy dwarf is a little anxious in his usual behavior. However, the little guy's fight is a thrilling one, with each blow exploding on the enemy's body.

Each attack made these enemies feel what it means to be desperate.

This time, although the ancient tree could not be smashed by the Lord of Kurtaz with a hammer as usual.

But his durable skin excites Lord Kurtaz.

Lord Kurtaz shouted frantically, he shouted as the power of his diminutive body erupted and everyone around him screamed.

Punch at a time, charge at a time.

Lord Kurtaz has finally broken the skin of this ancient tree.

Gu Shu panicked, his skin was his armor, and once he lost the protection of his own skin, then he was a huge meat target.

Lord Kurtaz grabbed his skeletal hammer and delivered the fatal blow to the spot he had just broken.

"Die, big guy!" the ancient tree slowly fell to the ground, and the loud vibration sound shocked everyone around him.

"Elder!no!" the ancient trees roared miserably, and for thousands of years, the ancient trees had grown one after another. These old trees have grown up watching these little trees grow up with their own eyes.

Ancient trees have a long lifespan, long enough to make dragons who think they are the pride of the heavens jealous.

It can be said that up to now, the ancient tree clan of the Elven Forest has never had any death records.

These ancient trees have forgotten that death is a thing.

"The first ancient tree is dead, and it still looks like a big guy. Chen Le felt this violent vibration and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

But then he thought of Lord Kurtaz, and he knew it was all too commonplace.

"This cute little guy is really love-hate at the same time. Still, I think I like you a little bit more than Baron Rivendell. Chen Le said this without scruples.

Baron Rivendell's ambition was too great, and although Chen Le's death was suppressed, Kel'thugad was also pressed there.

But Baron Rivendell's ambition never disappeared, on the contrary, with the emergence of Chen Le, the Scourge Legion continued to grow. Baron Rivendell's ambitions grew.

Although, the appearance of the Death Knights is really worrying.

However, the other Scourge legions are not vegetarians.

Zombie skeletons, mighty frost wolves, stitching monsters, necromancers, and more.

These legions are immortal, they can give everything for the ruler! They are the most perfect army in the world!

No army is as fearless as the Scourge Legion, and no army can ignore it all like the Scourge Legion!

Only the Scourge Legion!

Therefore, Baron Rivendell wanted to take this such a terrible legion into his own hands.

Scourge Legion, he will always be a nightmare for the enemy. Even if the enemy repelled him again and again, his battle appearance forever left the deepest traces in the hearts of these enemies.

Baron Rivendell silently smeared his Ice Grief with his own undead poison.

As long as the opponent is a living person, then his poison will devour the life of the living person in front of him.

No one can get rid of this poison.

Originally, Baron Rivendell wanted to use this poison on what he thought was his most terrible enemy.

However, he thought that Chen Le's move this time he had to do it.

Chen Le's meaning is too obvious, he doesn't need such a decadent Death Knights, which also directly shows that Chen Le wants to see the performance of Baron Rivendell, if Baron Rivendell's performance is too bad.

Then, Chen Le didn't mind if the leader of the Death Knight Legion was replaced.

Therefore, Baron Rivendell had to show his own skills, although it was very obscene to say that such a thing as poisoning was very obscene.

However, as an undead, he has long abandoned his sense of honor. He stubbornly believed that as long as he could win, then all means could be used.

Including this time, the smearing.

His opponent, the old tree, clearly sensed what a terrible thing was contained in the inconspicuous little bottle in Baron Rivendell's hand, so he went berserk, he had to break the small bottle in Baron Rivendell's hand, or he might really die this time.

The death of a tree elder just now also scared him a little.

It's really a sentence, the longer you live, the more afraid you are of death. (To be continued.) )