Lord of the Oasis

"Captain DeWitt, how long do we have to go down the mountain?" Tired of him, Able stooped carefully and walked to DeWitt's side, walking with him and asking.

Hearing this, DeWitt looked up at the sky. Estimated the time and replied: "Captain Eble, it will take about two hours to get out of the boundaries of the tree."

"Two hours?" Able sighed. "Unexpectedly, it takes so long to avoid the tree."

Ever since the reconnaissance team entered the territory of the Shuren, they have kept prostrate. It has been three hours until now, and only about two-thirds of the way down the mountain has been completed.

Even the Caladian soldiers, who have heavy training tasks on weekdays, advance in the jungle with such heavy humidity, there are many people who can't eat it. Not to mention the remote elf mage who doesn't pay much attention to physical fitness on weekdays.

"If you can successfully escape the Shuren clan, it's worth it." Cremont said aside.

A group of people walked forward silently for nearly half an hour.

DeWitt, who was at the forefront of the team, suddenly frowned and stopped advancing.

"It's strange," DeWitt said.

Cremont's complexion also became tighter, and asked DeWitt: "What's wrong? Captain DeWitt."

"We should have been going around in circles all the time." DeWitt replied heavily.

"How do you say?" Able approached and asked, "Are we going the wrong way?"

"Look at the sky." DeWitt pointed his finger at the sky and explained: "Although the surrounding scenery does not have the impression of overlap. But the shadow of the sun is not deceptive. We should be a fan of the tree people. It's time to go."

Able looked up and did find some discord in the sunlight, with a twist of space.

The soldiers heard the conversation of the three men and began to discuss.

Everyone became cautious, indented each other's distance, and hugged each other.

"It was found. Should we run quickly?" A young, hoarse voice echoed over the forest.

The soldiers' argument stopped abruptly.

In the silent atmosphere, another unfamiliar voice suddenly appeared: "What a run, it's too shameful."

"Who! Come out for me!" DeWitt shouted.

But there was only silence in his response.

After a while, a clear breeze passed through the woods, and the red leaves in the autumn also rattled.

"It's too presumptuous to ask others' names on other people's sites." A middle-aged man in his thirties walked out of the woods. His body was very strong, and the brown blood vessels around his neck burst with the sound of speech.

"This is the tree man. It really looks like a normal human." A soldier standing at the end of the line murmured softly.

"Not like. The humanity of ordinary humans will give them a special smell. And the breath of this tree person is something I have never smelled." A man standing beside the soldier The elf soldier responded quietly.

"What about your companion?" DeWitt stood at the forefront of the line and asked to step forward.

"That boy is too courageous. Has already gone back." Shuren replied calmly.

Cremont pursed his lips and walked to DeWitt and whispered, "It should be back to call the tree man."

"I can hear it." Shuren said easily: "It's not impossible for you to say, but I still hope that before the person he called arrives, you will have been beaten down by me and become The nutrients in the soil are gone."

"What a joke. You want to take all of us alone?" Able clenched his fists and rushed forward to say angrily.

"Almost." The tree man nodded, affirming: "Although the quality of your nutrients is not very good. But it is still good to pour the flowers and grass beside the fence of our territory."

All the soldiers were incensed by the words of Shuren.

Cremont whispered to DeWitt: "It's even more troublesome to wait for the others of the Tree Clan to come. Captain, let's hurry up and let's fight quickly."

"Okay." DeWitt stared closely at the tree man standing opposite, looking at the other person's face with sarcasm. Grit your teeth: "All the soldiers are ready to fight."

The Caldia warrior threw the luggage on his back on the grass beside him, and took the weapon out of the scabbard.

Walk in front of the tree man, surrounded him.

"You really forgot where you are and who I am." Shuren opened his arms.

His nails became sharp and gradually changed into the shape of branches.

"Kill!" DeWitt commanded.

"Kill!!" The soldiers cried and swarmed forward.

The tree man looked around, raised his right hand, and cut a wound on his neck.

At the moment when the soldiers crowded in front of him, the whole figure of the tree man turned into a piece of dirt~www.readwn.com~ scattered scattered on the ground covered with leaves.

"What?" The frightened soldier couldn't help saying.

"Retreat!!!" Craymont shouted.

At the same time, a large number of woody arms and torso stretched out underground, pulling the ankles of the soldiers gathered together. Take it with you and fall.

The strength of his arms made the soldiers who wanted to break free feel that their thigh bones were about to be torn apart alive.

DeWitt and others rushed forward and used the sword to help the soldiers in trouble to cut off the entangled branches.

"The land is the source of my strength, and I dominate everything it carries." The tree's voice rang in everyone's ears.

"Damn," DeWitt said, angry, and said to Able, who was on the side. "It can only be attacked with fire."

Able nodded. Walk to the elf soldiers and summon the fire elf soldiers.

"You made our soldiers like this, this beam is considered to have been settled. Then we have nothing to be kind about." Abel turned his head to declare war.

"Come and try." Shuren appeared again in front of everyone, his figure was several times taller than before. The skin also tends to be transparent, and you can even see its green blood flowing quickly in the blood vessels.

The wizard of the elven clan stepped forward with determination and summoned his spell.

The dark red flames covered their entire body.

A heat wave surging around them centered on them.

"Just this?" The tree man shook his head in disdain and said.

"Can't it?" The elf mage standing at the center of the five-person queue squinted and said, "Or do you prefer this?"

The atmosphere in the field changed abruptly. The flame of the open-mouthed mage, at the speed seen by the naked eye, changed from dark red to cream-like pure white.

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