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Chapter 923 The Good Friday of the Withered Elf

Although that's it, the blood elves encountered difficulties on the way to the holy tree.∷

A group of strange creatures that had never been seen blocked their way.

From the outside, those creatures should be some kind of magic plant. Their heads are like flower buds, their hands are wide leaves, and their feet are roots. Although they move shakingly, they obviously have the same sense of action as animals.

On the Feiyue, the only one that can produce the magic plant with independent action ability is the Holy Tree World Tree.

In fact, except for the mysterious ecosystem like Moon Beast, all the real ecological chains on Feiyue are based on the world tree.

But Jan Latin could swear by his last name, he had never seen such a strange plant in a holy tree.

"This is the enemy, don't be confused, rush with me!"

The captain of the patrol team to which Jan Latin waving the wooden sickle that had already sprouted a few tender buds in front and roared loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the captain who could fight the elephant-sized moon beast was kicked to the ground by a slender and strange creature...

The nearby blood elves, including Zhan Latin, were stunned for a moment.

The scene of the big and thick giant sickle warrior being kicked down by a bean sprout was really shocking.

"These things..."

Although Zhan Latin and his friends are all made of wood products, they are all made of the divisions of the World Tree and the trunk of the Moon Tree. If used by ordinary people, they can only be considered a little more solid at most, comparable to ordinary weapons with iron tools.

But for the withered elves born in the World Tree, this weapon, which is of the same origin as their ancestor, is undoubtedly the most suitable weapon.

From childhood, the plague elves will obtain their own weapons. At the beginning, they are just wooden sticks grown by one person, and then they will be warmed through years of magic. The wooden sticks will grow into weapons that suit them.

Unless the weapon is destroyed, they will never change it in their entire lives.

After fighting and longer accumulation, those weapons will begin to 'germinate'. With an extra bunch of tender buds, the power of the weapon will rise to a higher level. When ten bunches of tender buds grow on the weapon, the weapon will be sublimated again and become the most powerful source of power for the withered elves.

This is the unique "Forest Spirit Arms" of the Plague Elf clan.

The Forest Spirit armed forces have only appeared for less than a hundred years, and their history is far shorter than the Withered Colossus. After using the Withered Colossus to resist the attack of the Moon Beast, the plague elves have the time to study this new power and master it within a hundred years. If the Withered Colossus can only stand stalemate with the Moon Beast, the Forest Spirit armed forces are the power that surpasses the ordinary Moon Beast.

In fact, if it weren't for the ancient creature "Nia" who cooperated with the twelve moon beasts' elders, the moon beasts on the fiery moon would probably have been hunted.

It is precisely because of this kind that the plague elves traded things like the Withered Colossus as commodities to the Ge Lao Association... They have mastered higher-level power and are not afraid of the Ge Lao Association's counterattack.

"This kind of thing..." Zhan Lading roared through the cracks of his teeth. The long sword-shaped forest spirit armed forces in his hand had already chopped the bean sprouts in front of him.

But to his surprise, the bean sprouted did not take this one, but instead twisted his body a few times, and avoided the thunder attack softly and lightly like floating flutter!

The next moment, when Zhan Latin was in a hard and straight state of retracting the knife because the force of the knife was too fast, the two wide leaves of bean sprouts pushed on Zhan Latin's chest.

Zhan Latin felt as if he had been hit by a large moon beast, and his chest was stuffy and painful. His whole body was like a small stone floating in the water, and he was beaten out. He bounced on the ground a few times and knocked down several withered elves who could not dodge.

Although it is not Tai Chi, Xiwei undoubtedly engraved the gene of using softness to overcome hardness in this bean sprout-like organism. In this world without Zhang Sanfeng, naturally no one knows that there is a saying that using softness to overcome hardness...

So the careless wilted elves were beaten up by the strange bean sprouts.

After the withered elves adjusted their mentality and seriously faced the enemy...well, they were beaten up by the bean sprouts.

It was not until this time that the withered elf learned from his mistakes.

"Don't fight with the other party in close combat! These things are very weird! Use magic to keep a distance!"

After a captain-level wilted elf who had become a panda's eye roared, he jumped backward and began to cast a spell.

When the other wilted elves thought, Emma was right, and instead of continuing to run to the other side and getting beaten up, it would be better to keep a distance and try using magic.

It’s not that the magic of the withered elves is so weak that they only think of long-range magic wars at this time. It’s because their melee ability has been greatly enhanced because of the huge strengthening of the Mori Jing armament, so they usually choose melee…

However, this is of no use.

After the withered elves set aside, the bean sprouts did not chase them. Although the bean sprouts were quick, they did not move fast, which was one of their few weaknesses.

But when the withered elves entered the casting, the bean sprouts bulged their cheeks with flower buds (or pods?), and then with a thud, green peas as big as sea bowls hit the withered elves like hidden weapons, interrupting their casting.

It is indeed almost impossible to manufacture such ammunition indefinitely, but it is not difficult to supply only in small quantities.

The suffering of the withered elves was not over. After the green peas interrupted their cast, they broke from it. One of them looked like an alien face-cuffing bug, but the color turned green, and quickly pounced on their bodies and entangled them with all their might.

So those withered elves who could not dodge were once again caught by the slow bean sprouts because they were entangled by the face-crawling insects, and were beaten up again...

Although the real casualties were not large, the morale of these guys had almost fallen to the bottom.

If the bean sprouts hadn't beaten them up so hard that they could even escape, I'm afraid the pursuers of the withered elves would have collapsed completely...

Just when Zhan Lading was beaten to the point of dizziness and his ears were full of buzzing, he suddenly found that his vision was filled with bright red.

He tried hard to open his swollen eyelids and finally saw the bright red source.

The dark green canopy that originally covered the sky and the sun was like a maple tree in autumn. All the leaves turned into bright red... (To be continued, please search for astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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