As Relo said, the vanguard of the sinners arrived in the skies above the Green Soul Forest eight hours ago.

They were on board four nuclear-powered spacecraft with a total crew of more than two hundred people. No one, including the pilot of the spaceship, noticed the few giant "trumpet flowers" quietly blooming in the forest belt below.

The [Sound Dragon Tree] opened the flower house in unison, emitting a concussive sound wave. The instrument panels of all four ships burst, the cockpit was full of electric fire, and countless cracks appeared in the transparent shields.

As powerful as a sinner, he also felt his blood surging and dizzy under the impact of this sound wave. The spaceship crashed straight into the forest, and the sculptors didn't even have time to get out of the cabin, and they fell into a stun.

The native troops who had been in ambush poured up like a tide, and slaughtered the two hundred people in the blink of an eye.

When the Legion of the Guilty Forces arrived, the forest was calm again, and from the outside, it looked like the undulating forest sea, and it didn't look like a dangerous place that had just been devoured.

"Lord Thorn Horse, something seems wrong with this place. The legion commander stabbed a general behind the horse and whispered.

The Thorn Horse silently scanned the green world in front of him, and vaguely felt that the forest was a whole, like a living beast.

Of course, he could hear that the partial general did not mean that the vanguard encountered an accident, and that something was wrong here.

It's the forest, and the forest is so weird.

Not to mention those tall and hideous walls of ironwood, the fire of their own personnel was even interfered by a strong field, although it may not affect the battle, but at least it can't fly.

What makes Thorn Horse feel not so easy is that his strength is already in the late stage of the legion level, and it is no exception.

What is the source of that strong field?

How did it escape the Eagle Eye of a patrol plane before? Could it be that it was relying on some kind of invisible barrier?

A layer of gloom gradually appeared between the stabbing horse's eyebrows, and the large number of ships that were forced to land behind him were even far away. It was also damaged by the sound waves, as if it had become a papier-mâché toy.

"Lord Stinger......" the other general called out hesitantly.

"Kill!" Stabbed Horse finally ordered.

The glow of the incendiary bomb lit up the sky, and the massive ironwood wriggled and shot rows of spikes like crossbows. More than a dozen of the sin militiamen fell on the spot, and their strong defense could not prevent the spikes from piercing the flesh and skin, and the nerves of the whole body fell into a strange state of paralysis. I can't get up anymore.

Ironwood's insane regenerative power was also a problem, and the speed of the fire was not even as fast as the speed of the new branches, as if God was playing a very malicious joke with the sinners here.

"Can't fly, isn't it even affected by jumping power?" a general roared in anger and jumped first, leaping over the defensive wall of ironwood with incredible explosive power.

An extremely pale green light and shadow flashed in the air, piercing into the general's body. Before he could hit the ground, he was already dead.

There was no sound. There was no warning, no timely defensive action, as if it was a phantom.

Such a long-range weapon made all the criminals who witnessed the imminent death involuntarily feel a chill in their hearts. The importance of flying lies in the fact that it can be self-controlled, and it is no longer possible to respond in time simply by jumping. In other words, if you have to jump over this wall of ironwood. It can only be used as a live target in the air.

The villain immediately went to other areas to find his way in. Another general bowed down and asked for instructions.

"No, the people who can make these plants work. It is impossible to just surround such a place. The entire forest is probably ready for battle, and has been waiting for us for a long time. "The sound of the stabbing horse sounded like a death knell in the twilight.

"That villain is leading the way with the Heavy Armament Department!" said the general immediately.

"No need. With his backhand, he pulled out his two-handed axe behind his back, took a heavy breath of scorching air, and slashed forward.

A huge ravine hundreds of meters wide and more than ten miles long was formed in front of the stinging horse. Walk through the walls of ironwood and into the depths of the forest. The terrifying destructive power made the broken iron and wood limbs on both sides of the ravine unable to complete regeneration for a while, and the fresh branches had obviously been pulled out, but they could not grow.

"Long live the Legion Commander!" roars echoed through the outer forest. The low morale of the sinners was boosted.

"Forward!" commanded the general in a loud voice.

Sinners poured into the forest, looking around, but no enemy could be found.

"Burn everything you can!" The general is an old subordinate who has followed the assassin horse for many years, and he is very resourceful in marching and fighting. The order he gave was exactly what the stabbing horse thought.

The trees are undoubtedly most afraid of fire, and Thorn Horse does not think that all the plants here can be as impervious to fire and water as the surrounding ironwood. When the incendiary bombs were fired again, the previously invisible natives began to emerge from all over the place like rats, trying to interfere with the actions of the criminals.

Shouts of murder abounded, and the Legion of Sinners launched a pursuit, and the killing field inevitably grew larger and larger. When the natives had reached the far woods, the first screams of the sinners pierced the sky.

One by one, the Demon Tree Guards pulled out their roots from the ground and flocked to the sinners from all directions. These wood monsters, a hundred times more powerful than the Treants, possess terrifying defense and proportional attack power, and in a head-to-head battle, it is difficult for even the swordsmen to win for a while.

The sinners who tried to get rid of the Demon Tree guards by speed all ushered in the Dark Arrow, which is an even more deadly thing, it is extremely difficult to defend against without warning, not to mention, even if it scratches a little oily skin, it can immediately cause irreversible damage to the fire, which is extremely fatal.

Are these still the natives who can only be stupid? What about the aberration of the forest?

The same question arose in the minds of every sinner, who, after a few methodical waves of arrows, looked at the lying corpses of their companions and began to realize that perhaps this was not a resistance, but an outright massacre.

"Go ahead, it's time to do it. The stinger commanded.

Several generals saluted one after another, and pounced into the forest with ghostly speed, wanting to turn the tide of the battle with their superb personal strength.

Secret martial arts make everything possible, and the power of a few strong people in a war can often influence the outcome of a battle, or even a war. As usual, the Stinger played his strongest trump card, but at a much faster pace than before. He still stood behind the soldiers and did not move, waiting for the other party to react.

For the strength of his subordinates, the stabbing horse is very confident. Looking at all the native ethnic groups in this area, there may not be a strong one, and they are the enemies of these partial generals.

What disturbed him was the cause of the change in the native people and the forest. From the moment the fortress of the Red Plateau was attacked, everything showed to be extremely unusual, as if there was some invisible devourer, hidden behind the scenes.

It's a rather unpleasant feeling, and every sinner knows that he is the devourer of all things, and should never be prey on other life.

After the generals were dispatched, the elusive archers suddenly disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, a tinder fluctuation was also quietly extinguished from the induction of the stabbing horse, and it was one of the partial generals.

The Thorn Horse changed color, carried the giant axe, and hurried there. When I arrived at the place, I saw a big ape with golden hair all over his body pulling out the heart of the dead lieutenant like digging a watermelon pulp, putting it in his mouth and chewing it with a creaky sound.

"Death to the beasts!" the stinging horse's eyes cracked, and he swung his axe at it.

The little furball temporarily turned into a big furball, but his temper did not change at all, he rolled his eyes and scolded: "You are a beast!"

Like a kite, he took the stinging horse around the forest a few times, and the hairball passed by the remaining generals one by one, killing the opponent with a gesture, and then continuing to spin in circles. It wasn't until the last person was dealt with that it stopped running away and returned to its original form.

Faced with a fist-sized little point, the stinging horse could hardly believe his eyes. In any case, I can't figure out where this ancient species came from and why it is on the opposite side of the sinners.

"Is there a small number of worlds that have not yet been destroyed?" he thought of this only possibility, and the shock in his heart was indescribable.

"Come on, for the sake of good food, I can only play with you. The little furball stood there with its chest puffed out, as if it were the biggest and strongest bully.

The stabbing horse was stunned for a long time, gritted his teeth and rushed forward, starting a fierce battle with the other party.

All along, the Thorn Horse instinctively believed that the Sinners were the best species in the system. But now, deep-seated notions are slightly shaking.

He found that even in the dark places, there are many mysteries that have not been solved, and the special life in front of him may not be inferior to the sinners.

The strongest group of leaders of the Sin Folk Legion were eliminated, the legion leader was also dragged down, and the remaining ordinary sergeants were gradually encircled by the Demon Tree Guards, and pressed into an area.

The Demon Gold Legion, the Hessian Legion, the Ice Legion, the Fire Legion, the Thick Earth Legion, and the Storm Legion, the six legions took turns to fight against the Sinners Legion. Casualties were inevitable, but this was a rare opportunity for military training, and everyone stepped forward bravely.

The Shower Legion, which is composed of the reggae clan as the main members, is idle and almost yawns on the side. Ge Yatu heard that Bai Xiaoran was the commander of the highest position, and quickly found her to sneak around and shoot the horse, wanting to take his subordinates to appear again and have a good time.

"Help, it's the sinners who are killed, can it be the same?" said Goyatu desperately.

"You are responsible for plugging the leaks on the perimeter and not letting a single sinner go. Bai Xiaoran still refused their request to form a formation to fight, but gave a date to eat.

"Okay. In line with the principle that mosquito meat is also meat, Geyatu rushed away.

When the little furball completely tore the spine horse of the leader of the Sinner Legion to pieces, the screams of millions of natives rang out in the Green Soul Forest. Many of them did not go to war, and it was not their turn to fight, but for the first time in their lives, they experienced a complete victory over sinners.

Lei Luo, who had been staying out of the way since the battle broke out, also smiled silently. (To be continued......)