When the nest dragons changed their direction, the Shuhai tribe, which was the destination, did not perceive the danger.

The endless sea of white trees did not cause the death of large swaths of life due to snowfall.

With a living being, this world is much more resistant to harsh environments.

This is true whether it is a plant like a tree or an animal.

Trees also have life force, which is another reason why elves are able to manipulate plant growth.

The strengthening of vitality and the longer life span make these plants much tougher than lifeless plants.

Even when it snows, or even when they are frozen in snow and ice, these plants can survive and continue to grow even in this cold season.

Some older plants even have some ability to respond to external stimuli.

Although this reflex is to the extent of mimosa or sundew, the long-lived races of the sea of trees have learned to take advantage of the properties of these plants.

For example, interfering with the growth of some trees, bending them in a direction to form cage houses that are close to the shape of cages, and then covering them with bark and leaves......

In the sea of trees, among these tall trees, an inconspicuous tribe hides its form.

It is an arboreal race that lives here.

They have tan skin, and on top of their skin, they have the same tan hair, forming a bulbous body structure that is close to a sphere and vaguely looks like a beehive.

They look like a large tree fruit or a beehive or something like that.

Their forelimbs are thick and strong, but their hind limbs are slightly short, and when they are tucked into their hair, they are completely unnoticed, and their tails are made up of two fingerclaws in the same direction and one opposite fingerclaw to form a gripping structure.

These creatures, which look more or less snake-like in shape, have a variety of names when mentioned by races beyond the sea of trees.

Some refer to them by similar names to the snake-like lizard-like beasts, the venomous snakes, and call them "hairy-clawed beasts" or "ball-clawed beasts".

Some people who don't know the truth think they are part of some living trees, saying that they are man-eating tree fruits.

Some, like the dwarves of the mountain kingdom, express disdain for their combat prowess, calling them or hairballs.

Or, like the gnomes, call them their favorite name, "Death Triclaw".

Truth be told, as the smartest tricorn in the tribe, it doesn't really like that.

The other members of the clan found the title powerful and fierce.

"Beast" is a "beast" from a wild beast, and the three claws represent their physical characteristics, and death is enough to describe their ferocity-

The most powerful triclawed warrior in the tribe was explained to it at the beginning.

However, it only feels stupid.

A three-clawed monster that looked smaller than the ordinary three-clawed monster, only three meters long, entrenched on the edge of the branches protruding from its cage house, hung upside down, waving its claws back and forth, looking at the endless sea of white trees.

Just like the previous winters, the tribe had enough food to survive the winter even if they didn't go out hunting.

In the past, in the face of such cold weather, it would probably sleep peacefully in its cage house, waiting for the day when the snow would melt, and on a colder day than ever, it would be ready to ambush its prey in the sea of trees.

It once hunted a caravan of humans.

As it eats the ugly female's child, it hears the female's incessant abusive words and attempts to attack him.

At first, it didn't understand what those words meant, until it hunted another caravan of humans.

The group of humans who had captured the elves and crossed the sea of trees from the other side of the desert became angry when it said this.

After that, the elf told it what these words meant.

It was very grateful to the elf, and even when the elf was opened by it, it scolded it with the same words, and it was just puzzled.

That day, it noticed that the elf whose head had been turned on by it had a ..... in addition to hating it Scorn?

It's like the way those big men look at themselves.

It's like I'm looking at those clumsy triclawed cubs.

It was also on that day that it understood that the name, in addition to being frighteningly powerful, also meant stupid.

It's not a good name.

However, when it said this to the other members of the tribe, they beat it up in turn.

After that, those guys in the tribe continued to be proud of how they felt when they said the name "Death Trinity" when they hunted their enemies.

Stupidity.

The smaller three-clawed beast slashed its claw at the trunk of the tree, and a heterogeneous life force condensed at the wound as its claws tore through the bark.

Steady stream.

Cold, almost frozen resin flowed out of the wound, but it never froze.

Only those that fall from the wound on the tree will harden, and the resin near the wound will still maintain a certain fluidity.

It is not until the heterogeneous life force attached to the wound is completely depleted that the resin no longer flows out. jújíá?y.?? m

But...... It looked at its paws, but it was a little puzzled.

Forget it, go back to that little thing.

After shaking off the resin from its paws, it glanced left and right, crawled away from the tree where its cage house was located, and crawled to a hidden position in the distance by the intertwined branches of the trees.

......

Not too far from the Triclaw's tribe, on a huge dead tree covered with large and small claw marks.

On this tree, there is also a cage house.

And in the midst of the tree cage, there is a small figure.

It was a small, pale green-colored creature with a human-like female body.

Goblin.

One of the precious pets loved by humans and high-quality experimental materials.

However, it is not female.

Pickering, the elf, couldn't figure out why a Death Trinity would keep itself in captivity.

Fairies are created by parasitic trees and then propagating from the trees, and different elf species need to parasitize different tree species to reproduce.

It has heard many elves say that creatures like humans have strange habits, and they choose mates not according to the size and repulsion of their vitality, but according to their appearance, and they are also very obsessed with the form of a human female.

From time to time, there will be incidents of forest elves who look close to human females being captured by humans, or taken by dwarves and sold to humans.

Some elves that look like forest elves will also be captured.

I am the "lucky one".

From the day it was captured, it regretted running away from home with no rebelliousness.

And when a death tricorn kills the slave traders, it feels like its life is coming to an end.

But, unexpectedly, instead of killing it as a dessert, the Death Trinity kept it in captivity—in the same metal cage as the human traffickers.

Moreover, he cleverly locked himself in a dead tree, so that he could not escape if he wanted to activate the tree with his life force - the tree would quickly drain away as soon as he conveyed his life force.

It knew that many beasts would be attracted by the strong life force of the forest elves and mate with them, and the elves would have a similar situation, but in the face of something relatively small, such as a squirrel or something.

But the difference between the size of the Death Trinity and its size is still huge.

Still, if the Death Trinity wanted to try to mate with it, it wasn't a big deal.

Pickering, who is a goblin and has no universal gender, is only confused by this behavior.

However, it was only the Death Trinity, and it had no intention of mating with it, just keeping it in captivity, and then staring at it every day without speaking.

Over time, Pickering, the goblin, became numb after the initial fear.

Even, because of boredom, it has become accustomed to the arrival of the Death Trinity, and even if the other party does not come one day, it has to worry about it.

However, I was only slightly worried.

The Death Triclaw is a very powerful creature, the size of a tribe varies from dozens to hundreds, and if it exists long enough, it is not surprising that a powerful Death Triclawed Beast Lord with more than ten energy levels will emerge.

It had also vaguely observed before, that tribe was not far from here, and it was very likely that the number of Death Trinity was more than a hundred, and there might even be about two Death Triclaw Lords in it.

There are no dwarves or elven troops to clean them up, and any creature in the sea of trees that bumps into them is equivalent to dying.

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.

.jujiazy.