Chapter 409: Guardian Elf

Luvsky obviously spent many days here. Under his leadership, Zhang Mu quickly came to the second floor of the Plague Forest. Through layers of poisonous fog, strange-shaped trees entered Zhang Mu's eyes one after another. Zhang Mu kept asking Luvsky like a curious child, but Luvsky was not disgusted with Zhang Mu, and chuckled and explained the names of various trees to him.

As the saying goes, "There are orders of hearing and knowledge, and there are specialties in skills." Zhang Mu is indeed a top expert in strategy, but when it comes to cutting wood and identifying trees, Lewsky is like a giant in front of him.

Soon, the two of them arrived at the growth site of the dragon head tree. This is a snow-white three-meter-high tree. In fact, it is not appropriate to describe it as a tree. This thing is more like a white dragon with teeth and claws.

As he approached, Lewsky suddenly let out a light "hey".

Zhang Mu said strangely: "What's wrong?"

"If you look closely at this group of dragon heads, what's the difference?"

Zhang Mu glanced at him and immediately smiled: "The black dragon-headed tree seems to be a mutated tree, right?"

Levsky nodded: "That's right, before cutting down the mutated dragon head tree, let me see how strong you are."

"no problem!"

The so-called "mutation" refers to very rare precious materials. In front of these mutated materials, there is usually a word "美". Zhang Mu is not unfamiliar with them. The number of "美" and "美" totals more than 10 units.

Lovsky immediately began to cut down, his arms shone, and a cold light flashed through the axe. He heard two "snatch" and "wow" sounds, and a string of fountain-like blood splashed out from the chopped part of the dragon-headed wood body.

"This is…"

"Plants also have life, cut them down and they will naturally bleed."

After waving dozens of times in a row, when the dragon-headed tree was about to fall to the ground, Lewsky was stunned and said, "The guardian god is here, Chinese friend, you must be careful."

As soon as he finished speaking, a black shadow rushed out from behind the shaking dragon-headed wood and rushed straight to Zhang Mu.

Involved in combat space.

The opponent is a 200-unit "Dragon-headed Elf" in Team 20. This Elf looks like a tree and three points like a dragon. It has a dragon head and a tree body. When you walk, the leaves will scatter all over the ground with the wind.

Dragon-headed Elf: Neutral 9th-level army, the elves who protect Dragon-headed Wood, are very brave, have extremely high defense, have extremely high health, slightly attack and speed, and have a 40% chance of being attacked by melee combat. The troops who are killed have a 40% chance of being unable to move, and lose a certain amount of troops per round, lasting for 3 rounds.

"This thing is obviously an upgraded version of the Giant Tree Man!" Zhang Mu muttered, and his fingers quickly tapped the keyboard. Today, unlike the past, he had to deal with 10 teams of 200 units, 200 units, and the number of troops he had to deal with was 10 teams of 200 units. Today, he had to deal with 2 people. The difficulty of the entire 20 teams was doubled. This was a severe test of his army's firepower and operation.

There was only one unit of Blue Butterfly in Lovsky's team, and he couldn't help him at all.

"Wow, you're so strong, but the troops you brought are so complicated, aren't you afraid of losing morale?" This time it was Lewsky's turn to be surprised. He had never seen anyone's troops carry such a messy and huge number.

Zhang Mu's troops: 6200 vampires, 1700 golden bulls, 1000 confessional priests, 400 dragon eagle knights, 400 winged dragon fighters, 280 fire dragons, 170 red lotus fire dragons, 430 black bull kings, 200 abyss dragon soldiers and puppets, the remaining miscellaneous soldiers, and several cannon fodders.

In fact, this is only part of Zhang Mu's military strength. There are many troops like the "Poison Duck King" and "Whip" that were thrown into the city and hoarded. It's not that he doesn't want to bring it out to fight, but he really has no money to recruit. The gold coins he gets every day are far from satisfying the recruitment of soldiers.

"It doesn't matter, morale is just balanced. Although there will be no goldbirds in the battle, the situation of the blackbirds will never happen." Zhang Mu smiled. It is something that experts must do to give up the balance between "lucky" and "morality". Once a certain army loses morale when the two armies are fighting, the consequences will be unimaginable.

As soon as the battle started, Zhang Mu quickly blessed and gained his troops. After he finished his blessing, Lewsky's blue butterfly flew into the vacant space that Zhang Mu deliberately left. This first-level troops with wings and wearing blue silk, known as the most beautiful one-level troops enjoy the pleasure of being protected by countless "strong men" (ravages?!).

The slow dragon-headed elves entered the farthest range after several rounds, and the armored crossbow chariots began to show their power again. The black crossbow arrows connected together ruthlessly reduced their number, while the cannon fodder soldiers were brave enough to stand on the front line. Their bravery deserves commendation.

Levsky, who was watching the game, praised him with a slight praise: "It's so strong, Chinese friend, you are the strongest, most complicated and weirdest among all the people I know." Until now, Levsky still hasn't recognized Zhang Mu's id, and he is ignorant.

After all, he is also a master in the world. How can he not be strong?

Zhang Mu smiled lightly and said modestly: "It's a sloppy, fortunately these dragon-headed elves move slowly, otherwise, I really can't beat them. After all, they are level 9 troops and are not easy to deal with."

After dozens of rounds, a brilliant victory appeared on the screen of the two.

Zhang Mu lost a large amount of cannon fodder and more than 300 units of vampires.

It has to be said that the later stage, the less effective the vampire, the "strong" military force, is. The dragon-headed elf obviously has a living military force, but the vampire cannot suck blood. This really makes Zhang Mu very depressed. He could not have died.

"Huohuo, Chinese friend, you let me see a wonderful battle." Levsky smiled.

Zhang Mu smiled bitterly and said, "Lov, please help me cut down the dragon head tree. There are still hundreds of wars waiting for me. Alas, why are there no magical place nearby..."

Seeing that Zhang Mu was so strong, Lewsky had no worries anymore and went straight to the mutant dragon head wood without any doubt. The guardian "mutant dragon head wood" was a small number of "dragon head elves sacrifices". The battle was not very hard, but these long-range troops were not subject to any simple magic and hit all the ammunition on the vampire, which made Zhang Mu feel very painful. But when he turned around and thought about it carefully, Zhang Mu was relieved immediately. He would enter the 8th level map in a few days. What would he do with the vampire, a garbage soldier? No matter how strong he was, he was a level 4 soldier. Do you really expect them to fight against the super-strong soldiers of 8 to 9th level?

(Vampire Crying Blood: Trash? Oh my God, you once said that we are super powerful troops...)

(Black Bull King, Abyss Dragon Soldier and Puppet, etc., smile without saying a word.)
Chapter completed!