Chapter 48: The chess piece laid(2/2)
The Star Weaver was already full of holes and knew that he had lost completely. He took a last look at Alissa and prepared to activate the spell stored on his magic wand.
Escape from the battlefield—
But it was at that time that Alisa reached out and pushed it gently on his chest, and a tentacle that swept from nowhere wrapped around his arm.
The Star Weaver was stunned and immediately realized that it was a reel of dead tree man.
This subtle action interfered with his spell, and it was this moment of negligence that a rough branch suddenly emerged from his chest - making a crack, directly piercing him through.
The star weaver's eyes widened.
The elf magician looked down at the gray branch stiffly, and suddenly realized something, with an extremely horror in his eyes.
But Alisa just looked at him, motionless, watching the other party being rolled back by the grey branch, blending into the mist, and being dragged to the giant beast in the distance.
She didn't say a word, and when they first encountered the tree shadow, they were told that the descendants of the holy tree killed by the grey branches, whether they were indigenous or the summoners, would be born into monsters.
Just as their starry light disappeared and they were rejected from this world.
It is your own fault.
Alisa thought.
The sins committed by these people against the unicorn girls in Silver Port were finally reflected on themselves. She took a last look at that direction and turned into a shadow and gradually disappeared.
...
The moment when gray matter appears on the battlefield like a tide, the battle is actually over.
The advance team's front was hit hard from behind. People turned around and saw the dead tree people all over the mountains and fields, and they all responded the same way.
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But the casting profession that stayed behind was in trouble.
The first thing to suffer was the firepower configuration group on the outermost periphery. Most of the eight-man team were magicians. The soldiers and guards who protected them tried to resist, but in a blink of an eye, they were swallowed up by a tide of dead tree people like a tide.
Just like the fallen leaves in the whirlpool, they disappeared after a whirlpool.
Then there were those single-distance professions who were tangled around their ankles before they even took a few steps, and then more vine wrists climbed up and pulled them back.
The soldiers and captains of each squad tried to organize a line of defense.
But to no avail, a giant figure in the fog broke into the battlefield, swept across the entire battlefield with a gray branch, sweeping everyone away.
Then he brought a few people into his own stomach.
"Cause Champion..." The advance team finally lost all their willingness to resist. Without the silver level, they were unable to fight against such gray matter creatures.
But AshClaw had already disappeared on the battlefield, and even the thick smoke from hell had dissipated. As for the other star weaver, he lost the news from the beginning.
People began to flee, but the ending of waiting for them in this gray area is no different.
On the contrary, in the center of the battlefield, Lian, Merriel and Elora, three unicorn girls, used a spell to hide the trace of the carriage position.
They weave high walls with vines to cover the position, and in the center of the ritual spell, the broken gray branch was emitting a glimmer of light.
The dead tree people around seemed to have not noticed this vine wall. They were like separate rivers, bypassing from both sides of the carriage position and leaving in a vast way.
Some people also noticed the abnormality here and tried to escape in this direction, but Faela and Ellovin guarded the entrance of the vine net, and together with the others, they used pointed spears to force the people back.
Those people were about to launch a counterattack, but were entangled by the sweeping tendrils and dragged into the silver-gray ocean, disappearing in a moment.
Ms. Marian stood in the carriage. Even though she was knowledgeable, she couldn't help but look back when she saw this scene.
Next to the gray branch, the three unicorn girls each maintained their spells - Merell closed his brows and gritted his teeth, obviously suffering a lot.
Her face was pale and sweat almost immediately appeared on her forehead.
Lian opened her eyes and glanced at the girl with some concern.
The great will lingered above the three of them - it sometimes came from the distant top of the holy tree, and sometimes it came from the disaster branch not far away.
Suddenly, a huge foot landed next to one of the carriages, making the ground slightly bounced - the poet almost screamed as he watched the scene.
But Dalier, who was standing beside him, quickly covered her mouth, "Woooo--" Tianlan widened his eyes and watched the towering giant beast shaking its body slowly passing through the battlefield.
It looked like a huge bamboo worm. Countless silver bugs cling to its torso and limbs, climbing up and down, and some even landed on the ground while it was walking, making a thumping sound.
"It doesn't matter," Alisa walked out of the shadow, separated the vines and walked in, putting down Jita in her arms, "This spell will assimilate our breath. Even if it makes a sound, they will only think they are the same."
The naturalist lady hurriedly sorted out her appearance, held her glasses, and hurriedly put down her magic book to smooth out the wrinkles on her robe.
"What exactly are their kind?" Dalier asked.
But Miss Nightingale shook her head, who knows?
Even when she watched this scene, she felt her hands trembling slightly. What she was afraid of was not the gray matter creatures - but the insects.
In order to conceal her loss of composure, she threw another thing in front of everyone. Fang Zhuan looked at it and realized that it was a staff.
A pair of runes surrounded the head of a stick. The staff did not come from their time, and he was already very familiar with the patterns on it.
The sacrificial pattern of the Snake Man.
"Is this?" he asked.
"This is the relic of that guy," Alisa replied, "fortunately, he left this thing, and this one."
She handed over a small pocket on her hand.
Fang Yu was surprised. He took it and looked it up and found that it should be the spell material bag of the Star Weaver, but the things inside were not simple.
He saw two king's topaz, a flaming ruby, dragon scales, and some miscellaneous things at a glance, but most of them were valuable.
In fact, they did not gain anything without killing the other Silver Level. AshClaw didn't stay anything else, but he threw it out to deal with Dalier's elf stinging sword and stayed.
That's a legendary sword.
The tide of tree people lasted for a few minutes, and the giant creature had long disappeared from the other end of the fog.
It was not until this moment that the three unicorn girls dissolved the spell. Merell tilted his head and fell into a coma. The elf princess hurriedly supported her.
"Miss Merell is okay?" asked Marian.
Lian shook her head, "She is just overly exhausted, just have a good rest."
She covered Merrell's cold forehead with her hands, feeling a little emotional. Although this elf girl always underestimated herself, she was indeed the firmest and purest unicorn girl she had ever seen.
The clergy she had seen in the autumn woodland were far inferior to her.
The battlefield has returned to silence, but the crystalline woodland has already been in chaos.
Many corpses have not disappeared, and some of them even emit fluorescent white light. The people of the Indomitable Alliance should have left many good things. Although those equipment pilos are not favored, they can be disassembled into materials.
Now that they can't contact the Oak Knights, the reserves in this area have a sense of sourceless water - although the warehouse still remains, there will always be a day when it is used up.
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After a battle, the number of people was reduced by nearly half - but they actually won - it was facing nearly three times their enemies, and...
Silver level.
Two silver ranks.
Of course they knew how they won. Some people even saw how AshClaw's hell flames faded, and the traces left by his battle with Fang Yu and others.
The survivor wanted to express something, but he didn't know what to say for a moment. One of the two Saint Selected Commanders survived and he limped towards the pilobe:
"Your Excellency, we..."
Although he knew that the other party was also a saintly elected, he used honorific words that only those indigenous people with status would use.
He was a little stuttering for a moment. He actually wanted to ask what they should do next? They defeated the advance team, but the other party should not give up.
Until someone took his words.
"Ed, what should we do next?" Elf Bachelor Arian's tone became closer, and he obviously had completely trusted them. "Do you want to return to Silver Wind Harbor?"
This should be the case in theory.
But it is impolite to come but not come.
No matter what the other party’s intention is, it is related to the Saint Association, the Elf Miss, and maybe it is also related to the disaster of the Gray Branch, so it is worth him to find out.
What's more, Fang Zhu has a good temper, but he is not a clay sculpture.
He closed his eyes for a moment, reached out to fiddle with the gears on his goggles. After only a few seconds, he opened his eyes again, and then shook his head gently.
"Young man, what do you want to do?" Marianne heard about his thoughts and became polite. "Tell me, what do you mean is that we won't go back to Silver Wind Harbor? You want to take advantage of the opportunity to catch the mastermind, but is this possible?"
This is naturally possible—
Fang Zhu thought in his heart.
Because just now, he discovered something interesting.
The chess piece they laid out in advance, his "beacon", began to move.
Chapter completed!