Dust of History Chapter 20: Fish in troubled waters (1)

There is a large pool of blood in the front, as if it was splashed on the ground with several large buckets of blood. There are several corpses in the middle that are no longer human-shaped, and some weapons and armor fragments that have been mixed into the body are mixed in the middle. Those cavalry who have been following.

These corpses were either crushed to the point of being crushed like rat corpses run over by countless carts and horses in the busy streets, or they were pulled and crushed to pieces like rags and confetti. The blood was squeezed out by the deformed torso, splashing a large scarlet on the ground. This strange death was beyond the scope of Asa's experience. He couldn't think of how these soldiers could die like this.

Carefully paying attention to the surrounding situation, it seems that there are no traces of other animals or people, only blood stains on a few dead trees.

This kind of dead tree is very common in this forest, there will be a few at a certain distance, not as tall as other ancient trees, only five or six people tall, there are no branches and leaves, only many vines entangled On the top, a few thick and big branches are a bit like human hands and feet.

After looking carefully like this, Asa found that these dead trees were really in the shape of people. Standing there quietly, there was a strange smell of blood. But these were really just trees, and Asa didn't feel the breath of any living things in the silence around him.

It is impossible that trees can move and kill people. He frowned and shook his head, then squatted down and buried his head to examine the distorted corpses carefully, to see if he could find any clues.

Without any sound, Asa just suddenly felt the air flow behind him, and before he could turn his head to look, his ribs tightened, and he was lifted up in the air. He looked down and saw a few dead branches as thick as wrists bent around his waist, all covered with bloodstains that hadn't fully dried yet.

The dead tree behind him is holding him with a hand-like branch and lifting him up, and the other hand-like branch is closing in with a clapping gesture.

Asa hurriedly grabbed the two branches around his waist and pulled them violently. The applause fell to nothing, there was a muffled sound, and sawdust flew. As long as he moves a little slower, he will end up as that kind of puzzling corpse.

Asa looked inexplicably in horror at this huge monster that has surpassed human common sense. It is definitely just a tree, but it is definitely moving. Rather than saying that this is a dead tree in the shape of a human, it is better to say that it is a giant with the appearance of a dead tree. The scattered corpses of soldiers were rubbed out by these huge wooden lumps like people rubbing paper balls. The roots of the treants were also covered with blood, and Asa also understood how those complete corpses could be flattened like that.

Asa turned around and wanted to run, only to find himself surrounded by three such trees. He didn't pay attention to those silent trees, and walked in by himself.

A loud bang in the distance shattered the silence of the entire forest, and all the treant's movements suddenly stopped. The green firelight loomed in the distance in the dark forest. It was still noon, but the sky had unknowingly become dark like dusk in the rain. In the dark and hazy light and shadow stood a few blood-stained trees, and the surroundings were shattered and solidified into one piece of dead silence again, which was extremely strange.

Asa raised his head and glanced, the sun that was originally radiant now has only a golden ring left, and the black shadow in the middle blocks most of the light, which turned out to be a rare golden ring eclipse.

There was another more violent explosion, and several treants let out a low-pitched cry from somewhere, and they all stepped forward with their root-shaped feet, and walked towards the direction of the sound, completely ignoring Asa on the ground .

Asa stared blankly at the tree man going away, and suddenly thought about it, this might be a good opportunity. The sound and green flame over there should be the masterpiece of the man in red robe, probably he was facing such a monster. Although he didn't know the purpose of the red-robed man entering this forest, but that purpose should be more or less related to his own goal, maybe he was also for the 'Leaf of the World Tree'.

This forest is definitely not as simple as being daunting, and the 'leaf of the world tree' hidden in it is definitely not like the fruit in the orchard that can be picked and brought back. Instead of bumping around by yourself, it's better to follow the past and have a look, maybe you can take advantage of the chaotic waters to fish.

Having made up his mind, Asa chased after the tree man. After running a few steps, he found that these wooden bumps didn't seem to care about him at all. He boldly approached him, but still didn't respond to him. Although the movements of these tree people are very slow, their steps are extremely large, and it is very difficult to run. Asa bravely grabbed the foot of a tree person, but the tree person didn't respond at all, so he simply jumped on top of the tree person's head , Let the tree man lead him to walk in that direction.

Being led by this probably the strangest mount in the world for a distance, Asa saw the remnants of a few tree people who had been burned into a pile of black carbon and the pieces of wood that had been blown to pieces. A squashed and crushed zombie. It really is the masterpiece of the man in red. I began to see new tree people around, and they all walked forward.

There are more and more treants around, and it seems that the whole forest is moving. Not far away, wood chips could be seen flying around with the airflow amidst the sound of the explosion, and the green flame burst out suddenly amidst the bang, as if a grand fireworks was being held in front of it. The original silence of this forest has long since disappeared, and it is completely noisy.

The tree man took a few more strides, and Asa saw the group of zombies and red-robed men.

The man in the red robe is undoubtedly the absolute protagonist of this spectacular scene, and the entire battle revolves around him. More than a hundred zombies surrounded him and protected him. Sometimes he swung a little green fire and flew at the tree man. With a bang, the whole tree man was swallowed into the violent flames and turned into a pile of coke. A deafening explosion from a ball of light blew the treants to pieces.

Under the tall tree man, there are some white horses and some people with long hair and pointed ears attacking the zombies and the man in red. A sharp single horn stands straight in the middle of the forehead of those white horses. Asa heard from the old adventurer that it should be a unicorn, a beast that can only be seen in the most primitive and pure forest. And those people with pointed ears and long hair should be elves. When I was in my hometown, I often heard dwarves mention that they are also a race that only lives in the forest. They are almost like humans but cannot be considered sub-humans.

The elves, men and women, jumped among the trees vigorously, holding longbows and shooting at the red-robed man, and some even swung magic spells. It's just that the zombies beside the red-robed man are all scrambling to bear the arrow magic with their bodies, and none of them can hit the red-robed man. Although the red-robed man seemed to want to kill these elves as much as possible, they all jumped from one tree man to another nimbly.

Unicorns stab zombies with their horns. Once it was picked up by the white-glowing sharp horn and thrown away before landing, the zombie was thrown to pieces like a broken puppet. The treants used their huge hands and feet to crush the zombies, grab them and smash them to pieces.

The number of zombies is decreasing rapidly, but the reinforcements from the elves are constantly accumulating, and treants keep coming around. The red-robed man kept waving his hands, and the sound of explosions and flames became more and more intense, but the speed of the increase of the tree people still exceeded the number of fallen people, and the surroundings of the red-robed man were completely submerged by the tree people. It seems that the outcome is decided.

Asa suddenly discovered that there was a scene incongruous with the atmosphere in front of this fierce battle group.

Several moss-covered rocks protrude from the ground, rising and falling in an orderly circle, with a clear spring in the middle. There are three emerald green leaves floating on the water, and a naked elf girl stands in the center of the spring.

The girl crossed her arms in the water, lowered her head and closed her eyes, motionless, her long silver hair hanging down, mixed with the luster from her beautiful breasts, giving birth to a look that people can only worship without daring to have any delusions. beautiful.

Then his attention was immediately drawn to the three leaves floating on the water. From such a distance, he couldn't see what kind of leaf it was, but he could only feel the soul-stirring green, the kind of green that seemed to gather the business of the whole world.

This seems to be a lonely and independent picture scroll, ignoring the fierce battle that is unfolding next to it, and showing its quiet beauty there in its own way.

A loud noise almost deafened Asa who was in a trance. A tree man next to him was hit by the light ball, and the blast air mixed with sawdust scraped across his face, causing burning pain. Only then did he realize that the tree man he was in had joined the battle group.

Just as he was about to get up and slip down to the ground, his body tightened, and Asa realized that the vines on the tree man's body had somehow wrapped around him, tied him around his waist and tied him to the tree man's head.

The original uninterrupted sound of explosions and the roar of flames suddenly disappeared, replaced by the voice of the red-robed man, who was like a ghost coming out of the customs, but shouted in a poetic tone: "sleeping in the crack of time The Dragon of Darkness..."

Asa began to desperately pull the vines wrapped around his body, but these vines were soft and tough, so he couldn't stop pulling.

There are not many zombies left, and there are still thirty or forty around the red-robed man. As the red-robed man raised his skeleton-like hands and began to chant, all the zombies moved closer to him as much as possible, and some of them even stood on the shoulders of their companions, forming a fortress-like wall of flesh to protect him.

The underground elves also suddenly accelerated their attack speed, magic and arrows rained down on the red-robed man, but they were all blocked by the zombies' bodies, and rotten pieces of meat flew everywhere.

"I summon you in the name of darkness and destruction..." the red-robed man continued to chant under the cover of zombies, and a huge shadow began to condense in the air.

The vines were still tightly wrapped around his waist, as if they were getting tighter and tighter. Asa started to panic. He doesn't know what spell the red-robed man is casting now, but he does know that the casting speed is inversely proportional to the caster's level and magic power. Since even the red-robed man had to sing slowly to cast it, it would never be just a flame that burned down the tree man. But the tree man under him is still trying to get closer there.

"Please show your power in this world." The man in red stopped chanting. The shadow gradually became clear in the air. The huge lizard-shaped body was covered with green scales, and there was a pair of huge wings on its back. This was the illusion of a giant cyan dragon.

This is just an illusion. This huge body did not hinder the attack of the tree people. Under the illusion, the tree people kept waving their hands and feet, and the number of zombies became less and less. But when this illusory dragon stretched its neck, raised its head, and inhaled, the surrounding air was immediately collected towards the place that should be void, and the turbulent air flow even tore the sawdust on the ground.

Asa shot a fireball at his waist, and he had to get out of these vines no matter how injured he was. On the ground, the elves had completely given up attacking, and all gathered together to support a white light curtain. The unicorns started to scatter in all directions.

With a sound of collision, the fireball exploded on Asa's body, and the vine finally broke off. Asa discovered one thing unexpectedly.

The treant's courageous advance had already brought him under the mouth of the dragon, and he could even feel the air condensed inside rolling, blending with the huge magic power. It was too late to escape, so he decided to take a gamble.

The dragon's head was raised to its highest point, the inhalation stopped, and the air flow calmed down. The noisy battlefield just now suddenly returned to the original silence of the forest, and almost all the movement stopped, only the treants were still silently waving their hands and hitting the zombies who were still erecting a human wall for the red-robed man. There were lonely ping-pong sounds, making the ominous prelude in the air even more ominous.

The giant dragon suddenly swung its head around in a chic gesture, and the dead green flames from a corpse spewed out from the dragon's mouth like a flood that had gathered for hundreds of years.

In just an instant, everything was submerged in this turbulent sea of ​​green flames. As soon as the tall tree people came into contact with this magical flame, it was like wax being doused with red molten iron. After a while, it disappeared immediately, and it seemed that even the residue was reluctant to leave.

The giant dragon turned its body and shook its head and neck heartily, and the dark green waves spread unscrupulously around, swallowing everything it touched and even the sound. The only thing left in the whole world is the roar of flames being spit out from the dragon's mouth.

It seemed as if it had been a century, and finally the dark green flame no longer spewed out from the dragon's mouth. The phantom of the dragon let out a low moan that seemed exhausted. The image faded away, dissipating in the air as slowly as it congealed when it appeared. The green flame also subsided as the dragon disappeared.

Everything has disappeared, zombies, treants, elves, unicorns, and the surrounding towering ancient trees, rocks, and green grass on the ground, leaving no trace of their existence. The 100 meters is completely a scorched open space.

The red-robed man standing in the middle of the scorched earth struggled to breathe like a ghost~IndoMTL.com~ This magic almost drained all his mana. But all obstacles have been removed. He looks ahead.

But the spring not far ahead is still there, the water is still so clear and bright, the leaves are still so green and full of vitality, and the girl continues to stand there quietly with her head bowed and her eyes closed. This scene still seems to have nothing to do with all the changes around it, it just stands there alone on this dead and scorched earth. The magic flame that destroyed everything just now didn't even hurt anything here.

But the red-robed man was not surprised, as if this was expected, even expected. He smiled triumphantly, like the laughter of hundreds of dying wolves moaning hard together.

The spring water suddenly began to glow with a golden light. The man in red looked up at the sky, the solar eclipse was almost over, and the sun was gradually recovering its radiance.

The man in the red robe walked towards the spring. He has already won, and the goal is right in front of his eyes. Now he will grab the beautiful body inside, and drain the essence of the thing that made him feel jealous just like he did with a human being.

The scorched earth next to it suddenly moved, a figure jumped out from it, picked up the horn of a unicorn on the ground, and rushed towards the man in red.