After the fog in the forest cleared, the battle was almost over. The sudden attack launched by the young men of the Human Guard did indeed bring some unexpected effects to Madara's advance army, but when Kabais assembled more advanced undeads, the battle became clear quickly.
The forest is quiet—
"Master Kabais." The pale necromancer apprentice put his hand on his chest and respectfully saluted the tall skeleton in front of him.
"I thought you maggots wouldn't come to see me, Rothko."
The general Skeleton in brass armor is burning with flames in his eyes. It sits on a pile of corpses with its feet spread apart, holding its double-edged battle axe in one hand, and pressing the other hand on its knees, condescendingly. Looking at this thin apprentice, he was full of contempt.
The Dark Lord and the Necromancer have always hated each other, and this time they are unified under the call of the Mercury Rod, but they are in harmony with each other. As for the blood family, it has always maintained its own circle and rarely participated in Madara's affairs-this country has spent centuries in such a divided environment-until recently, the darkness like a cloud of smoke Out of the cocoon from under the firm shell.
This is the original prophecy of the banshees, and it also coincides with the revelation of the goddess Elaine about the spread of darkness in the east. Whether it is a dark lord, necromancer or blood, everyone believes that this era is about to end, and a new era will be kicked off by Madara.
Rothko smiled, Kabais is a leader of Targus, and he is just a small squadron captain, the gap between them cannot be calculated. It was only because his advance team had robbed the entire wing army to show off. Relying on three hundred skeletons and more than 20 corpse witches to defeat the Butcher security team in one fell swoop, and then design the self-defense team to wipe out the Qingcun so that Kabais can drive in for a long time, and finally cooperate with the other side to wipe out Butcher's security team. It can be described as brilliant.
According to Madara's tradition, the vanguard of the army is generally used as cannon fodder to consume the enemy's vital forces, and at the worst, it is even used to delay time and serve as a buffer. Such an advance team is composed of skeleton soldiers and lower-level corpses, and Eruin can easily defeat it with only one-third of its guard team.
In Targus’s plan, Roscoe is just a pawn used to disrupt the cloth. The real attacking arrows are Kabais and the "Ghoul" Vesza on the side—but the one-eyed vampire commander did not expect this. The necromancer apprentice named Rothko gave him a big surprise. It's as if he didn't expect the "Ghoul" Veza to make a major mistake on the right wing. The battlefield is always full of variables, even if you are a good commander, you can't take the lead step by step, not to mention that Targus is known for being stable.
However, the apprentice of the humble necromancer did not know his future path at this moment, so he would naturally not sneer. On the contrary, Kabais’ words were more like an honor to him, anyway, the other party aimed at all necromancers, but it raised his status in disguise.
He glanced at the row of cold black warriors behind Kabais, a little envious. He searched a lot of good things during the invasion, but most of them had to be turned in, and the rest was not enough to evoke a black warrior. . I heard that there is a tomb of the Templar Knights in Green Village, which is the best carrier, but it is a pity that it is now the territory of Kabais.
It's a pity, but forget it. There will be opportunities in the future. This time Madara is here to make a profit, and all the generals have spotted this opportunity.
He thought for a while and replied, "Master Cabis, a few mice that slipped through the net fled northward. We also didn't see the refugees we saw yesterday afternoon. I suspect that they are attacking the West. Their large forces have already Going north into the Dagger River Beach."
That's enough. To the north is the control area of "Ghoul" Wesa. If he wants to chase those "living materials" back, or at least get a share of the pie, he has to ask the "death god" to nod his head. A small squadron leader of his cannot afford this responsibility.
But Kabais is not a fool either. It glanced at this little necromancer apprentice, and suddenly realized that this guy was impure, and couldn’t help but adjust his jaw and make a clicking sound: "You want me to go with him. What benefit can I get when Weisha’s baldness is in conflict? Little maggot."
"Isn't that good enough to expand my strength further, sir."
"Huh, it's just a mob. I have no interest in those weak bones."
"I heard that there is an veteran of the November War in Buche's garrison, the captain of those humans."
The flame in Kabais' eyes flashed: "The gain is not worth the loss, the cheap Weissan is that kid."
Rothko sighed, knowing that his persuasion was a failure. He raised his head and wanted to leave. After all, he and Kabais are not the same system. If it weren't for this matter, he wouldn't come here—not to mention that Kabais, the god of death, is the chief general in the army, but he is a member of the necromancer. , His advance team can completely ignore its orders.
But at this time, he felt a slight shock and couldn't help but look to the south.
The tall skeletons also looked in that direction at the same time—their eyes passed through the forest, falling in the shadow of the mountains in which direction.
Such a strong magical reaction—
"It's Xavier Mountain Road." Kabais sniffed in the air, as if he could smell the magic coming from the direction of Yu Songhe.
Rothko did not answer, because he immediately felt a stronger wave of magic power passing from that direction.
What is going crazy with that golden magic tree? Such a strong reaction may be felt by any wizard from dozens of miles away. He suddenly felt a little worried, wondering if the warlocks of the Whitemane Legion in the direction of Ridenberg would notice anything.
"We'd better send some people out first, Master Kabais."
"Hmph, you don't need to say that I know it naturally. Our undead creatures are much more sensitive to magic than you, and it won't be too late to teach me when you become a lich."
Rothko smiled.
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Brando took Freya and Roman out of a rugged rock gap on the cliff. He immediately made a gesture to stop the two of them. From here, you can see the entire valley outside. -Surrounded by the bare mountains, a gray rock dented downward, and sharp stalagmites protruded from the ground-a huge golden oak tree with open branches and scattered leaves took root quietly in the center of the cracked valley.
This is the Forbidden Orchard.
The golden magic tree absorbs the nutrients and free magic factors in the earth, the earth becomes withered, and the earth element that has lost its adhesion rises into the air to form such a scene. Brando raised his head, and the sky above the valley was gloomy, as if a dark cloud was pressing on the top, which was also caused by the imbalance of elemental power.
Because of the disintegration of the earth element, a large number of other elements are attracted to gather here, causing the elemental order here to be extremely chaotic. The elemental order is a rule set when Martha was created, and it is controlled by the king of the elves, but the order is not necessarily stable, just like everything that the golden magic tree does—human factors often disrupt it. environment.
Back then, in this valley because of the anomalous elemental powers of the elements, it would be suppressed by 30%. For this reason, at the beginning of this instance, almost no team would contain the elemental agents—this history was once called the three-year history of blood and tears by the elemental agents. . Of course, this profession suddenly emerged later, and that's something else.
Roman and Freya stared blankly at the fascinating golden magic tree. They had only heard of such creatures in bedside stories before. They didn't expect to see them with their own eyes one day, and for a while, they seemed to be in a dream.
Moreover, the beauty of the golden magic tree and the surrounding desolation present a strong visual conflict, it is as if you have seen a realistic illusion, full of fantasy colors.
"What, what is that?" Freya couldn't help asking in a daze.
"It's so beautiful, Brando, isn't that the golden apple tree in the fairy tale? Those monsters are the guards of this tree, right? I didn't expect such a beautiful creature in such an environment!"
"That's the oak tree, Roman." The future Valkyrie sighed.
"I, of course I know, the big deal is the Golden Oak!" The merchant lady hurriedly defended with raised eyebrows.
"Don't be fooled by its beauty. This should be the most dangerous creature you have ever seen. No, it should be a monster." Brando's gaze searched the entire valley carefully, and he quickly found a patrol of the Demon Tree Man. , The monsters covered in vines are slowly advancing along the rugged rocky surface—
This is in line with his memory in the game.
"monster?"
"Well, the monsters we encountered before were all born of it."
"How come?" Freya couldn't help but stared in surprise.
But in fact, she and Roman have also seen this demon tree patrol, but now they are not too nervous to face these monsters. Before walking all the way, the three of them had dealt with the servants of these golden magic trees too many times. Brando himself gained 65 experience points, and he also got a tree crystal from an adult magic tree man.
This thing is a manufacturing material in the game, but I don't know how the production skills of this world are counted. In short, I will put it on my body first with the guiding ideology of preparedness.
However, he found that Freya and Roman had also grown significantly in the battle, especially the future Valkyrie, her strength and dexterity had risen very quickly-after several battles, she was almost reaching the level of a garrison student. It's just that Brando still doesn't know how they gained experience, and on the surface it seems to be much slower than him.
Because of a high-level monster like the Demon Treeman, it is reasonable to say that killing a few Freya pure militiamen should be promoted several levels in a row, but in fact he feels that he has not even been promoted as fast as his second professional mercenary.
This is a bit confusing.
Of course, at this moment all doubts must be put down first, because they have more important things to do. If you wait for the golden magic tree to find them first, and then call back the withered beasts outside, there will not be much time left for them. Brando previously calculated in the game that it takes up to fifteen minutes from the start of the battle to the arrival of the first batch of withered beasts, which happens to be an existence cycle of the holy sword. If they can’t kill the golden tree before then , You have to consider the matter of escape.
But Brando didn't consider going up to the battle immediately. First of all, he didn't say how to solve the patrol team of the Devil Tree, he himself had another question to answer.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at a higher cliff on the other side.
"You wait for me here, don't be found." He turned around and said.
"Brando?"