"Tear them apart, my dread, don't let anyone leave my garden!" Anna, the queen of the Dryads, shouted angrily as she echoed through the nightly garden, and the terrifying roar of the terror echoed behind them, as the earth shook closer and closer.

"Murphy, Catherine, protect the Executive Priest, Monica, Lilith, follow me!" Rogge entrusted Bach to the others, and turned to face the terror with the little flower spirit and the little owl, Catherine wanted to help but thought that she had no bullets in her hand, and couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

The dreadnosaur with heavy steps stepped on the huge soles of his feet head-on Rogge, but he dodged to the side, jumped up and grabbed the flower vine on the treaddemon's legs, and climbed all the way up to the dreaddemon's back, the little furball and the little flower spirit flew beside the dreaded demon from both sides, watching him jump onto the dreaddemon's shoulder.

"Monica, remember the last time we dealt with the Golem in Dwarven territory?" asked Rog as he beckoned to the little flower spirit.

Rogge's words made Monica's thoughts instantly go back to the past, back to the time when Jim the Treant was still alive, thinking of Jim's smile when he was seriously injured in the battle with the Golem, but still strong to comfort himself, the wound in Monica's heart that seemed to have healed suddenly hurt again.

"Monica?" Rogge's call brought the little flower spirit back to her senses, she quickly nodded, and heard Rogge continue: "Let's try again with that method, I think this thing is very similar to a golem!"

"Okay!" Little Flower Spirit wiped the moist corners of her eyes casually, allowing Rogge to hold his hands and cast a spell to conjure up a large pile of black seeds in his hands.

"Lilith, pick some with my hat and sprinkle them on the other side of this monster!" Rogge turned back to Lilith, the little furball flew up and grabbed his hat with his claws, Rog poured some of the seeds into the hat, and let Lilith fly with the hat to the other side of the dread.

He sprinkled the seed in his hand at the dinosaur at his feet, and as soon as the seed fell on the dread, it immediately seeped into the dirt on the dreaddemon's body, and the little furball circled the dinosaur, emptying the seed in the hat and flying back to Rog, making him smaller and flying away from the dinosaur with him and Monica.

The seeds that seeped into the body of the Dreaddemon quickly grew, and a large number of vines and open flowers grew on the Dreaddemon's body, and the Dreaddemon's footsteps stopped instantly, and it stopped moving like a huge statue.

"Looks like we've succeeded. Rogge stood on the back of the little furball and looked at the still terror with Monica.

"Wait a minute, it seems to be a little wrong...... Monica stared at the still dread, brushed the green bangs on her forehead that were blown by the night wind, and exclaimed, "It's still alive, it's not dead!"

Before he could finish speaking, the demon suddenly roared, and waved his two huge arms to chase forward again, and the rattan growing from his arms fell to the ground like a whip, almost hitting Catherine and the others who were running in front.

"Damn, why is this happening?" Rogge stared at the rampaging terror for a moment's thought, and suddenly realized: "By the way, this thing is made of dirt and living plants, and the golem is made of dead vines and stones, and seeds can break boulders, but they can't destroy the soil, my thinking is wrong!"

"Stupid wolf, you're going to kill the stupid girl, what should I do!?" asked the little furball anxiously looking at Catherine and the others who were being chased by the terror.

Without waiting for Rogge to answer, the Dreaddemon suddenly shook his arm and threw a clenched fist out of his arm, and the huge fist flew over the heads of Catherine and the others, slamming down on the side of the three-way intersection in front of him.

Catherine and Murphy, who were running in front, were taken aback, and hurriedly stopped, only to see that the fist was like a mountain of earth burying the road ahead, and a huge flower bloomed on the top of the mountain, waving its teeth and claws at all the creatures that came close to it, and several startled birds were caught by it and swallowed in one gulp.

"What should I do, the road ahead is impassable!" Catherine asked Murphy anxiously, holding the javelin in her hand tightly, glancing back at the terror chasing after her.

"Go this way!" Murphy said, pointing to the path to their right.

"But that leads to the Garden of Cannibal Flowers!" said Catherine, pulling him in surprise.

"We have no other way to go, this man-eating flower in front of us is even more powerful, it is better to try our luck this way!" Murphy couldn't help but say, pulling up Catherine and beckoning everyone to turn to the path on the right, and run towards the cannibal flower garden.

Rog, who was flying in the air, saw them turn to the Garden of Cannibals, and said loudly to the little furball, "Lilith, go to the fork in the road, quick!" The little owl swooped past the dreadhead, flew over the fork in the road and threw Rog sideways, turning him back into his original form in mid-air.

Rog landed steadily on the ground, and when he turned around, he saw that the shadow of the dreaddemon's body had been cast on him, he took out the ghost fire gun from his waist, aimed at the terror who stepped on the flowers in an attempt to chase Catherine and the others, and pulled the trigger, and a ghost fire bullet pierced the night sky and hit the dread, causing it to turn its only one eye to Rog.

"Come to me, you goddamn deformed flower!" Rogge shouted at the Dread through gritted teeth, and the enraged Terror turned to Rog, only to see him raise the Ghost Fire Gun in his hand and shoot a ghost fire projectile into the sky above his head.

"Come on, let me see what you're capable of!" Rogge put away the ghost fire and stood quietly in place, looking at the oncoming terror, only to see a huge flower seed fall from the sky, crack in midair, and turn into a dazzling mass of vines to tie Rogge firmly.

"Oh, can't you loosen it up a bit? I didn't expect you ugly big guy to like to play with bondage!" Rogge frowned as he looked at the dreadhead that rushed to the front, and saw it raise the huge ball of its foot and step on its head.

Suddenly, the body of the Dreaddemon shook, and the soles of his feet stopped in mid-air only a few meters away from Rog, and then staggered backwards, only to see a green fireball falling from the sky and bombarding the Dreaddemon's body, and the Dreaddemon, who was hit hard by the huge explosion, staggered and let out a terrible roar.

"It's a good time, Mr. Captain. Rogge muttered a sigh of relief, and suddenly saw the little owl whistling from the side, and the little flower spirit standing on her back threw a green vine at Rogge.

Rogge opened his mouth and bit the green vine, Lilith recited the shrinking spell at the same time, and the shrunken Rog instantly broke free from the binding of the tree vine, biting the green vine thrown by Monica and flew up, and the little furball flapped its wings hard and flew them into the air.

On the ground, the deafening explosions continued to echo around the dread, and the undead pirate ships made the dreads powerless to resist, and the fierce bombardment again and again opened one big crater after another on it, and finally the dreads fell to the ground like a collapsed dirt mountain.

"The soft are afraid of the hard, the hard are afraid of the soft, there is always something in this world that can restrain you!" Rog, who climbed on Lilith's back, looked at the dreaded demon that had crumbled into dirt, and smiled at the little furball: "It's like only I can restrain you little villain!"

The little furball frowned and glanced back at him, and suddenly a mid-air turn, Rog fell off her back unprepared, falling straight to the ground from a high altitude, and the moment he was about to land, Lilith whistled from below him to catch him, and pulled him up again.

"Ahem, okay, I'll take my words back, maybe there's really nothing in this world that can restrain you little villain!" Rogge, who let out a long breath, said calmly, the little furball raised his little head triumphantly, and the little flower spirit couldn't help but cover his mouth and snicker as he watched from the sidelines.

The trio flew over the crumbling terror and chased in the direction of Catherine and the others, and saw in the distance that they had crossed the garden of cannibals, and stopped in a garden clearing behind them, and in front of them was a high wall of trees, behind which was an endless swamp.

"It looks like we're at the edge of the garden. Rog said to Lilith and Monica.

"Can we just fly out?" asked the little furball looking back.

"No, we tried. Monica shook her little head and said, "When Catherine and I and the two priests first came here, we tried to climb out of the wall with the tree vines, but when we climbed to the top, we found that there was a layer of enchantment behind the tree wall, and not only could we not climb out, but we could not fly. ”

"Oh, damn it, it's a big problem, I should have known that it wouldn't be good for those who took the initiative to invite!" Rogge said with a troubled sigh.

He asked Lilith to catch up with Catherine and the others first, and the little furball fell beside everyone, put Rogge down and turned back to his original form, and then landed on his and Catherine's shoulders with Monica, respectively.

"Did you see the fireworks show, guys?" Rogge asked with a smile and looking around at the expressions on everyone's faces, and Murphy stepped forward and grabbed his arm and said, "Come here, there seems to be a mechanism here!"

"Oh, that's great, it's all mine!" Rogge shrugged and followed Murphy to the tree wall, where he saw an arch carved with strange patterns on the heavy wall covered with plants, two stone doors closed tightly, and two beautifully carved rock handles on either side of the door.

In the blank space above the door, there is also a line of inscription: Only those who love me can open this door with me.

Rogge frowned and looked at the line for a moment, then turned back and asked, "Have you tried to open this door?"

"We've all tried, but we can't open it anyway, our swords and javelins have no effect on the door, Catherine has used even the last silver bullet, but the Super Torch has not left any mark on the door. Murphy looked at Shimen helplessly and said.

"Then it looks like I don't need to try the Lightblade anymore. Rogge glanced at Catherine, who came forward, and said half-jokingly, "Reckless girl, if I remember correctly, you only have the last bullet, and it is not wise to waste it on knocking on the door." ”

"What do we do now?" asked Catherine, looking at him and Murphy at a loss.

"Remember the door to the Dead Isle Necromancer's dormitory?" Rogge looked back at her with a smile and said, "As long as there is a door with a prompt, there is a way to open it, the key is to unlock its prompt." ”

"But it's the last thing we can unravel," said Murphy, looking up at the line above the stone door, "This door was erected by the Dryad Queen, and how do we know who loves her?

"Only those who love me can open this door with me......" Rogge looked down and lit a cigar, pacing in thought, when suddenly, he stopped and looked back at the words above the arch for a moment, then turned his gaze to the people behind him......