"Ho ......"

Hagu kept his breathing, his scaly body undulating slightly, running fast.

The white bone axe staff in his hand was held tightly in his hand.

With no intention of slowing down at all, he ran at breakneck speed.

At the edge of the humid swampy forest, the air was slightly damp and cold, and the wind brought up by his rapid running movement only raised the half-rotten leaves beneath its feet.

At this moment, he jerked his head down.

Sou!!!

An arrow bearing leaves flew through the left side of his skull with a strong wind.

The overflowing arrow, with a scarlet shimmer, seemed to have vitality, and in the process of flying, it even slightly adjusted the leaves that served as arrow feathers in an attempt to deflect direction.

However, the kobold Hagu had already expected it, bowed his head slightly, and completely dodged the arrow that was deflecting the direction.

With great force, the arrow almost completely sank into the ground.

At this moment, the kobold accelerated again and disappeared into the swampy forest.

......

A few seconds later, several figures appeared next to the arrow that had sunk into the ground.

Elven Captain Eindor pulled out his arrow, his blood-red eyes sweeping over it.

No, no blood.

Completely dodged.

A powerful kobold.

A kobold who is well acquainted with the power of elves.

A spy from the Dragon Empire?

Aindor frowned.

Elves possess great life force and have a lifespan far beyond that of other races.

The life energy has a miraculous effect on recovery, but it is weak in aggression......

However, this is already an unknown how much young obsolete history.

Blood Tree.

A powerful plant that can prey on other creatures, and even a dragon's blood tree, a creature that preys on all kinds of dragon creatures, and even once preyed on real dragons, has extremely powerful attack power.

The elves have the ability to breed a variety of plants, which allows them to inhabit the forest all year round, relying on a variety of plants to defend and fight against enemies.

Elves who have the ability to sense trees and coordinate their senses with trees are, to some extent, very susceptible to influence.

Just as a druid, who likes to work with animals, often exhibits a personality similar to that of the animals he often transforms into, many elves tend to have a peaceful personality.

In other words, "living" like a tree has often become the pursuit and commonality of most elves.

Many elves thought that this was enough, and because of this, the elves at that time often pursued entertainment more than they yearned for combat effectiveness.

However, when the cataclysm that destroyed several empires and kingdoms came, the elves were awakened.

The elves, who have the ability to sense trees and coordinate their senses with trees, have felt the destruction of countless forest partners.

Among them are creatures like Treants.

How the original Treant Man was born, Eindor doesn't know.

Legend has it that the oldest tree man is the companion of the god of life, and it is the god of life who has endowed the ancient tree with huge life energy and made it a tree man.

It is also said that the Treants are independent beings, creatures close to "elemental spirits", and are born from trees just like fairies born from flowers.

When the gods disappeared and empires and kingdoms appeared, the elves who believed that the ancient trees of life, tree people, and goblins were important clues to find the mystery of the disappearance of the god of life, also pinned their hopes on it.

By the time of the cataclysm of the complete disappearance of the Treants, the elves had developed a natural spell that could animate ancient trees of sufficient age.

Originally, the aggressiveness of the Blood Tree and the viciousness of the malicious and indiscriminate attack on lifeforms that the vast majority of elves hated made the elves basically not try to activate the Blood Tree.

But in that war, there were no more so-called taboos and scruples.

Just as there are subspecies and derivatives of other energies, the energy of the blood tree is also a kind of life energy.

A greedy one, a thirsty one, a xenomorphic life force that constantly tries to replenish and plunder more life energy from the outside world.

Compared to the originally peaceful and gentle life energy, the life span of a creature with this energy is not very long, but the attack ability and lethality are far greater than those of other elves.

Catalyzed by the crisis of the destruction of the entire kingdom, the blood elves were born.

The elves are skilled in bows and arrows, and can launch tricky and stealthy attacks in all corners of the jungle.

The infection of life force keeps the arrows in the elves' quivers alive for a long time, and can adjust the leaves according to the will and intentions of the elves, so as to deflect the direction.

This is something that no other race can do, and the method of using feathers to correct the trajectory of arrows is just a poor imitation.

And for the elves with the greedy and vicious, highly aggressive xenomorph life force from the Blood Tree, these branches collected from the Blood Tree are like hunting partners with them.

These arrows chase the breath of life, ready to stick their roots out of the arrows, allowing them to spread and grow within their target as if they were in the soil.

Prey that does not pull out the arrows in time will be eaten up by the arrows of the Blood Tree, and the life force will be drained by the Blood Tree, becoming the base soil of a new Blood Tree standing on the ground.

Now, apart from the undead and elementals, no race would be willing to be hostile to their bloodthirsty elves.

The kingdom of the elves, up to now, has also ushered in a hundred years of peace.

Even these blood elves, who are the sharpest blades in the elven kingdom, don't like to go out.

In such a situation, what kind of origin can be familiar with the battle with the blood elves, and adopt the confrontation method that does not exchange minor injuries for opportunities at all throughout the whole process?

Eindor could only think in the direction of the behemoth.

Dragon Empire.

Again and again behemoths that have tried to expand their territory, trying to probe their claws and wingspans into the territory of other kingdoms and empires.

The crypt races that have been huddled together in the aftermath and scattered around the world in the underworld have almost become a springboard for the Dragon Empire.

Let dragon-blooded creatures with dragon blood disguise themselves as other races.

For example, kobolds.

Descending from a kind of lizardmen, with dragon blood, but also scattered all over the world, with a highly adaptable race, whenever a dragon arrives, they will cheer and prostrate and become the dragon's minions and launch an attack.

And the swamp is the favorite place of the black dragon and his bloodline.

What is the Dragon Empire trying to do by causing a riot among the undead, draining the power of the Elven Kingdom?

In his thoughts, Aindor's blood-colored eyes were filled with intense hostility and vigilance.

Kill.

Kill all the lizards and lizardfolk you can find in the swamp.

Whether it is or not, remove all possible hidden dangers.

It is better to kill by mistake than to let go.

Any undead revolt that exceeds expectations is a danger to the Tree Wall that could destroy everything when the Great War is about to begin.

It was his mission to wipe out the enemy as much as possible beyond the tree walls.

Take an oath to the Crimson Blood Tree.

Secretly, like the other elves when they made up their minds, Eindor swore an oath to the ancient tree that represented the blood elves.

Turning his head, he looked at the rest of the team:

"Search separately, and once you find a situation, use sentry arrows to contact and destroy as many creatures as you can that have dragon characteristics."

"Yes! Captain! ”

Despite not knowing anything, the recruits could see the captain's resoluteness and immediately responded with a voice.