Wren pulled out a dead leaf caught between the joints of his armor and looked back at where he had risen, thoughtfully.

He was now in a jungle, with a tree more than ten meters high above his head and a thick field of dead leaves under his feet.

He didn't know where he was for the time being, and he didn't receive a new push before this teleportation, and the last time he saw it was the one that the elf king was happy with his son more than a week ago.

Maybe it's the Elven Forest.

When he was teleported this time, Wren was buried in the dead branches and leaves, and now the person crawled out, leaving a depression in the fallen leaves on the ground.

Wren crouched down next to the hollow, and with his hands tossed aside the remaining branches and leaves in the hollow until he touched the ground, and he dug up a layer of dirt.

After meeting Ander this time, Wren remembered a question he had thought about a long time ago.

The first few teleportations, he wondered how he managed to do it.

Indoor, outdoor, public places, heavily guarded secret places, and even isolated archaeological ships, how did Andre teleport him to these places?

He also consulted Enid about this issue, but unfortunately the other party didn't have a clue. The two of them believe that the key to teleportation should be in the armor, but beyond the armor, there should be something like a beacon that guides the armor to teleport.

It's a pity that the armor seems to be integrated with Wren now, and there is no way to study it.

In addition to the means, Andel himself has a lot of puzzles when it comes to teleportation.

Ander's current status is the assistant principal of Restbourg, and he usually has a lot of work, and he can't go all over the world to set up beacons unless he has an accomplice.

Speaking of accomplices, Wren's first thought was Alexia, a woman who had definitely worked with Andre. Getting the armor herself, and "losing" it, are all about her.

But Wren didn't think that Alexia was the one who did the beacon. Although the woman was not a serious worker, she spent most of her time in Brika City.

Along these lines, Enid tells Wren that the only possibility she can think of is that Andel has other accomplices helping him set up beacons, and there are more than one.

It sounded reasonable, but Wren thought about the condition of Endel he had seen that night, and he always felt like he had an accomplice.

"Beacon ......"

Wren dug down a few more times, and suddenly touched something hard in his hand, which made his glasses light up, but after digging away the surrounding dirt, he found that what was underground was only tree roots.

"How the hell did you do that?"

Shaking his head, Wren was not too disappointed, if there were really any beacons down here, the previous teleportation locations would have been discovered a long time ago.

Just as Wren gave up thinking about this question, he suddenly felt a faint vibration from the ground, and then the vibration became more and more intense, and in his surprised gaze, the bare roots began to stir slowly in the pit that had been dug.

There was a rattling sound behind him, and the vibration under his feet became more and more intense, and Wren looked up behind him, only to see the trees in the distance shaking their torsos like drunk people.

It's a bit like pulling a nail out of wood, so grab the nail head and shake it around, trying to pull it out.

Now the trees are like nails, shaking themselves to break free from the dirt.

In the distance, you can see the splash of dead leaves in the dirt, and the roots are constantly pulling from the ground, and finally they begin to stagger and walk.

It didn't take long for Wren to feel the earth beneath his feet begin to stir, and then the trees in the vicinity began to stir as far away, and finally to the surroundings.

As soon as the trees "stood up", they began to wobble in the same direction.

Wren gave way to a tree, and went around to the side to look behind it.

"Not a Tree Man......"

Trees kept passing by Wren, and seeing that they were not aggressive, Wren simply found one to climb on, and the sight he saw made him speechless in surprise.

In the distance, thousands of meters away, there were several huge figures, and the trees under Wren's feet were already very tall, but in front of those figures that looked similar to trees, they were not even one-thirds.

Two stout, leafy wooden arms sticking out of the trunk indicate who they are - they are the real Treants.

It's just that this size is really huge.

These treemen waved their arms, and the power of nature flowed from them, and it was they who manipulated the forest to move, like shepherds herding sheep.

It's just that most of the treemen have the same habits as their immobile "friends", usually like to take root in one place, and rarely run around, let alone maneuver such a large area of the forest to move together like now.

"What the hell is going on?"

Wren was ready to inquire about the situation.

As he approached, he gradually saw the condition of those tree people, and he had underestimated the height of these tree people before, and the tallest one of them was probably more than seventy meters.

According to the book, the older and larger the treemen, the more reluctant they are to move, and it seems that something serious has really happened that makes them have to leave.

Behind the treeman, there is a messy land, which should have been woodland.

And behind the woodland, there is a scene that surprises Wren even more. It was a city of forests, made of trees that were much larger than these treemen.

After a brief loss of consciousness, Wren soon noticed that a large black nodule had grown on the largest tree in the city.

Several cuts were made in the nodules, and a black, cloudy unknown liquid condensed and dripped from them, spreading throughout the forest city.

It seems that this is what I thought before, the city of elves, but Wren doesn't know what that tree tumor is, and whether he has anything to do with the escape of the forest now.

After thinking about it, Wren had already come to the vicinity of the giant tree man, and the other party had spotted him.

A clump of leaves fell from the treeman's head and floated towards Wren.

Wren took a step back, but soon realized that the other party had no ill intentions, and the leaves held him up and floated in front of the treeman's eyes.

"Hello, paladin......"

The treeman's voice was low and long, and the words were long for almost ten seconds, and Wren struggled to understand what the other party meant.

"Hello."

"It's been a long time, I've seen your people, my name is Mo, and I'm an elder of the Rudier Tree People."

If it weren't for the need to figure out what was going on, Wren probably wouldn't have spent nearly two minutes listening to this passage......

"My name is ...... Well, Altaïr. Wren used the armor again and pointed to the moving forest behind him, "What are you doing?" ”

"Elves, betrayed, us."

This time it's succinct and to the point.

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