"Seria, the Forest of Blood you mentioned, let's go and see it." As he was about to leave work, Ringer said to Seria, who was back in the store.

Just after work, he wanted to collect some new mixology materials. He liked the sap of the Blood Red Tree that Seria had brought back last time, and he wanted to get some to study.

"Ah, if you don't say I'll forget, those insect warriors." Since meeting the Witch of Power in the Black Forest, Seria's adventures have been temporarily halted, and she has instead traveled to the Black Forest every day to exercise her body with the Witch of Force.

"It's okay, just go to them and test the results of my workouts these days."

"Lanya, are you going, or are you going straight home?"

"To go, of course to go." Lan Ya hurriedly said. So after work, Ringer changed into his outfit and came to the door.

"Miria, Forest of Blood."

"The target location has been decided, please touch me." Pushing open the door, Ringer was the first to walk out, and his eyes suddenly darkened.

Compared to the bright bar, the forest covered with branches and leaves covered the sky is even more dark and silent.

Standing in the middle of the forest, it is impossible to even tell whether it is night or day.

"Are these trees?" Looking around, the pitch-black trees seemed to be distorted shadows, and the trunks were entwined with dark thorns and vines.

Ringer walked up to a tree and was about to reach out to touch it, when Seria's reminder rang in her ears: "Be careful, don't touch the vines in the tree, they are alive." These trees are also sentient. Lanya shrunk her neck, carefully avoiding the vines beneath her feet.

Ringer shuddered at the dark green rattan wrapped around the trunk, and the end of a rattan wrapped around his arm.

Ringer did not dodge or dodge, allowing the rattan to wrap around his wrists. The rattan was only wrapped around his arm twice, not tightly, and the end rubbed gently against his arm, like a snake that was coquettish.

Seria was surprised, "Hey, why didn't it attack you?" ”

"Because I unleashed kindness on it." Ringer smiled. In fact, he used the power of the Psychic Pattern, and it seems that even plants, as long as they are conscious, will be affected by the Psychic Pattern.

Ringer's finger swiped the epidermis of the trunk, and bright red sap gushed out from the cracks in his fingertips.

He took out the glass container he had prepared and filled it with a bottle. The tip of the nose is brought to the mouth of the bottle, and the familiar aroma is smelled.

He nodded in satisfaction and patted the tree: "That's enough, thank you." The pillar-like spurt of bright red liquid suddenly stopped, and the scratched bark healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Are you really going to use that bartending?" Seria stared at the sap bottle in Ringer's hand, still amazed.

Ringer smiled: "Of course, don't you smell its aroma?" The taste is also very good. Seeing the pleasure on Ringer's face, Seria suddenly said, "You really like these strange liquids." Lan Ya on the side nodded approvingly.

"Only in this way can we explore the boundaries of taste." Ringer said with a smile.

"Okay, let's go to the valley you said is protected by insect warriors, since there are people to protect it, there must be good things in it." Ringer's eyes sparkled with expectation.

This time, with Ringer leading the way, the thorns and vines that stood in the way would automatically give way to a passage, and several people walked out of the forest without encountering any obstacles.

Outside the forest was a clear sky, and two verdant mountains narrowed and narrowed in front of them, merging into a narrow portal, through which you could see a corner of the valley behind, which was a jewel-like emerald green color, which was fascinating.

"That's the entrance to the valley," Seria pointed ahead,

"As long as you move that way, the insect warriors will rush out to stop the intruders." Seria was a little eager to try.

"I'm going to hit twenty this time." Judging by her confident appearance, she should have gotten a lot of exercise in the past few days at the Witch of Strength.

Thinking that she had also passed the witch's trial, Ringer couldn't help but glance at her waist, only to see a small part of the crimson magic pattern spreading out of the martial arts hot pants, which made people reverie.

She didn't seem to care about this herself, but Ringer was a little curious and couldn't help asking, "What is your witch power?" Seria smiled mysteriously, "You'll know in a moment." Then he rushed down the hill first.

Ringer and Lanya followed. Soon, Ringer saw several sturdy figures leap out of the ground in front of him, spin in the air continuously, and then landed steadily in front of Seria.

The head of a humanoid insect is covered with a hard shell of different colors, like a layer of shiny armor. There are five of them.

Seria held out a finger to them, shook it from side to side, and said, "Five won't work, at least ten more." The five insect warriors looked at each other, and then went up together, attacking quickly and powerfully, and they cooperated with each other very tacitly.

Seria fought five alone, and she did not fall behind in the slightest. Ringer stood aside, just watching. Seria didn't need his help, he thought, if he made a move at this time, Seria would be angry.

The fierce fighting attracted more insect warriors, some still broke out of the ground, and some with elytra flew down from the mountain, the total number was about a hundred, forming a large circle, including Ringer and Lan Ya, but they did not immediately move.

Five more insect warriors joined the warband and laid siege to Seria. Ringer and Lanya were still watching the battle, they didn't move, and the insect warriors around them had no intention of attacking the two of them.

Seeing that the ten people were still unable to repel the invaders, three more insect warriors joined the battle. Thirteen, that's the limit Seria reached last time.

Seria was in the same predicament, but at this moment, her fists gushed with blazing flames, and each subsequent punch would leave a black fist mark on the opponent's hard shell.

Under the scorching fists, three insect warriors soon withdrew from the battle. They had several black fist marks on their bodies, and the searing energy that invaded their bodies swirled through them, making them lose the ability to continue fighting, and remaining in the battle circle would cause chaos to their comrades.

Three people were withdrawn, and five more were added. The fists wrapped in flames swung faster and faster, and the battle circle was full of the shadow of Seria's fists.

A high fighting spirit rose in her heart, and she planned to beat everyone present one by one until no one was standing.

But when she came back to her senses, there was no opponent in front of her. Obviously, there are still so many insect warriors around, but none of them are on the field anymore.

"You guys, keep going, it's okay to come together." Her desire to fight was not satisfied at all, and she pointed at the insect warriors around her with great momentum, and said defiantly.

The surrounding insect warriors looked at each other, and then—the wingless burrowed into the ground, and the winged fluttered into the air.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace. The wind blows through the meadow.

"It's boring," Seria shook her fist unwillingly,

"My fists are still itchy." Ringer watched the last insect warrior disappear into the sky, and always felt that these guys didn't seem to be protecting the valley in front of them, but to prevent them from entering the valley, otherwise they wouldn't have walked so simply.

So what's in the valley?

"Hey, Ringer, come and fight with me." At this moment, Seria's voice full of fighting desire reached his ears.