The wind blew the leaves rustled, the smoke and burning breath filled the air, and a faint light of fire surged.

In the alder forest, beech, fallen leaves, vines and branches are burning. In the clearings in the forest, the casualties are connected into a woven clothing in linen and fur. A squirrel's tail is hung from the waist, the cheekbones are towering, and the ears are pointed.

And leather armor, human mercenaries with dusty faces.

Some of them were clamped by huge bear traps, and their bloody wounds exposed their bones. They sat on the ground and hugged their legs and howled.

Some were descended from the sky, and a parabolic log was drawn and hit the chest and abdomen. They fell to the ground and spit out internal organ fragments, and their chests were sunken.

Some of them were buried under the fallen leaves and poured out of the sky, and were ruthlessly swallowed by the suddenly collapsed ground. Rows of pointed wooden stakes in the pit that exceeded three meters were pierced into barbecue.

...

Although the enemy began to lose its troops before they could see the shadow of the enemy, this team of 100 people composed of the squirrel party and mercenaries still stubbornly heading deep into the alder forest.

"This group of mice with their heads and tails exposed!" The half-elf Schiru ran in small steps, his dry ponytail swaying behind his head, and said in a hoarse voice, "When I catch those witch hunters guarding the door, I want them to taste these tortures in person and avenge the dead brothers!"

As if in response to his words, a deep hatred appeared on the typical elf faces behind him who were pressing down on his body!

The man, who was as tall as a dead tree and had no eyebrows, smiled viciously, "I must be executed. I know the sensitive parts of mutants and know how to make them feel 'comfortable'. Let them scream, of course, this is my free additional service."

He tightened the three witch hunters badges between his neck.

"You can listen to it with your own eyes, what a beautiful music it is!"

"Be careful! There is movement!"

A scary elf muscle man with a high nose bridge behind them growled.

A misty botanical garden appeared in the gap in the distance.

The fragrant fragrance of plants shocked a group of elves from the distant Baihua Valley. When you look at it, you will see more than forty plants, white vermilion, crow eyes, sage, and some plants they have never seen before, lush and beautifully growing.

Even in the Blue Mountains, there are few such complete and lush botanical gardens!

The mist surrounding the botanical garden seemed to have life, floating visible to the naked eye, becoming thicker and thicker, blocking their vision.

Two huge and bloated creatures appeared in the fog…

They rushed out at an astonishing speed, the clearings in the forest kept shaking, the alder leaves fell like rain along the way, crackling sounds came from the ferns, and branches broke in the crunch.

Everyone then formed a square formation with their backs on their backs, pulled out their weapons, pulled their bows and placed arrows.

"Hell, what's that thing?" Schiru widened his eyes and took a breath of air conditioning. Leo Bonnat also saw the catfish's white beard trembled, and his wet eyes showed excitement.

"careful!"

Bang!

The earth swayed for a while.

Everyone finally saw the two things that were approaching.

They are like two oak trees, with rough and tumorous bark. But they do not stand honestly and let others cut down, allowing birds to jump on the branches.

They stride with their thick and powerful tree roots and thighs, and strode in the forest, with branches and arms shaking, but they are so agile that they are breathtakingly agile!

You will rush into the team in more than ten seconds!

Everyone's faces instantly turned as white as pieces of paper.

"attack!"

Schiru shouted.

Without his orders, the Squirrel Party and the mercenaries had already shot arrows automatically.

The sound of breaking through the air was endless.

The arrows fell like rain, but the two monsters at the tree waved their branches like fouls, as if they were waving a large and outrageous broom at everyone.

Slap!

Ninety-nine percent of the arrows were blocked by brooms and slapped into the bushes!

The remaining small part fell on them, and at most it could only pierce into the hard bark, and then fell weakly.

Scattered milky white blood gushed out of the wound, and they rushed to the front of the team without knowing pain.

Crack!

The two tree monsters waved the branches at the same time, and their posture was like a big rooster leaning over in the grass and pecking at centipedes and green insects, accurately pulling out the two people in the team.

Two unlucky ghosts were entangled by branches and swayed in the air, just like snakes whose tails were caught and swung wildly.

The tragic cry made my companions frightened!

But the squirrel party and mercenaries are not vegetarians either.

Immediately, I danced with swords close together, and a cold light danced around the tree monsters, like a group of gardeners who were watching ornamental plants and trimming.

In an instant, at least ten branches appeared on the tree monster's body, and it was covered with sword wounds.

However, the torso and limbs of this thing are harder than ordinary oak trees, and the soldiers have never fought with them, and they have failed to cut off several of its arms in a random manner.

Instead, they hanged several companions upside down like they pulled out radishes.

In the blink of an eye, the branches were full of soldiers, and the trunks were entangled with amazing force.

They kicked their legs in panic a few times, then their eyes were bulging, their tongues were sticking out, and their beards were covered with vomit and blood, and they were strangled to death!

"Haha, fun! Fun!"

Amid the wailing and screaming, the tall and thin Bonner laughed like an ordinary person and spitted on the snow-bright sword blade engraved with runes in his hand.

"Come on, big tree, come and dance together! Play music!"

He pounced on the raging tree monster on the left, his movements as fast as lightning, silent.

The tree monster was busy strangling a yellow-haired elf.

Split a branch to block the thrust.

The sharp blade slashed through the air, and the sword collided with the branches and made a crisp sound of gold and iron attacks.

Vantien had no choice but to use it, but the sword in Bonnat's hand was extraordinary and its power and speed was far superior to that of ordinary people. He easily cut off the tree monster's arm with one sword. The broken branches squirmed on the ground like a snake, and fell to a standstill.

Bonnate approached the tree monster.

More than a dozen branches were swinging at him.

He rotated his body and sword blade like a gyro, and the branches fell down, and the corpses on the branches fell back to the ground.

He jumped flexibly like a rock sheep among the cliffs, changing directions, coming and going freely, and perfectly avoiding all attacks, without a single wound on his body.

The squirrel party and soldiers could only see a sword-like shadow surrounding the bounty hunter and the big tree. Countless wounds appeared on the trunk of the tree with the naked eye.

Two minutes later, a stream of milky white blood poured out from the tree tumor that looked like it, and Bonnet pulled out his sword.

The tree monster stumbled on the ground, and the bare branches trembled for a few seconds and returned to silence.

It stood in vain and turned into a dried-out oak tree.

"Haha! Have fun!"

Bonnet shook his wrist, danced a sword flower, and immediately rushed to the second tree monster on the right.

...

In the botanical garden.

Evelyn's slender and toned body was covered with green clothes made of bark, her gray hair fell on her shoulders, and a mistletoe garland was wrapped around her forehead.

She carried an oak cane like a warrior, and the head of the cane shook behind her shoulders with her long, light legs.

The body was shining with green light, constantly extinguishing the surging flames in the alder forest!

Suddenly the magic power was eliminated.

Frowning black eyebrows.

The Oak Guardian has actually returned to nature!

A mortal killed it!

She felt unbelievable, and her eyes became as harsh and cold as the thunder in the sky!

The turbulent green light surging like the sea waves spread out from the woods, the mountains swayed and the beasts echoed endlessly!

...

"Roar!"

"Jiji!"

"Shit!"

Among the woods, beech, ferns, and boxwood, there were fluffy or scale-covered heads, grinning, and their pupils were filled with cold murderous intent.

Weasels, rats, poisonous snakes, wild cats, wild boars... rushed out like a tide, using sharp teeth and claws to attack the soldiers who invaded the woods!

The army was in anger and had no time to react. The tide of beasts from all directions completely surrounded them.

The roar of beasts, howlings, collisions, and weapons break through the air, detonating the entire forest.
To be continued...