Although the forest will be greatly weakened in the area where the Devil's Gate exists, the area covered by the Devil's Gate is very limited. The most powerful invader once tried to enter the area of ​​the forest's will, but left in a mess under the blow and oppression of the forest's will.

This incident once greatly increased the confidence of the elves of the tribe. However, what worried the great elder was the leader of the invader. This was a very terrifying, very calm and patient guy. He was not in a hurry to move at all, but just continued to increase the speed of deforestation. This was a way to fundamentally weaken the will of the forest.

Although so far, the invaders have made pitifully little progress, and the trees they cut down can be completely ignored compared to this sea of ​​trees with a scale of tens of millions of square kilometers. However, if the elves attack, they will inevitably suffer a crushing defeat, which is completely different from the situation where they attacked and defended with the invaders in the past years.

The other party seemed to have lost patience, and showed it extremely arrogant and tough, as if he planned to cut down the entire forest in this way. This cruelty of nakedness and nakedness is even more terrifying than the previous invaders' silent behavior that completely withered the ancient trees of war.

Zhu Bu was too young and ran to participate in the battle privately. His loss was even more fatal than the huge loss of internal combat power in a short period of time. Fortunately, he captured an important subordinate of the terrifying opponent. This was the result of Urano, the ancient tree of the war, who paid more than a dozen children.

The Great Elder comforted himself so much, but the uneasiness in his heart did not reduce at all.

The Tree of Life is also beginning to fear...

The Great Elder suddenly thought of a question: Are the invaders who came out of the Devil's Gate really unable to deal with the forest will? Although they have relied on the forest will to compete with the invaders in the past few decades, he always had an ominous premonition this time.

He felt cold in his heart and immediately decided to activate the Tree of Life tomorrow, leave this vibrant land, and move the entire tribe into the depths of the forest! As for the opposition of the Druids, he had decided to ignore them all.

The night faded slowly, and a light green light appeared in the sky, and it was a new day.

In the forest, Richard stood on the canopy of an ancient tree, looking at the extremely eye-catching giant tree hundreds of meters away in the distance, showing a smile.

Thirty kilometers away from the Elf Tribe, Richard's team took the last rest. Richard patted the head of the sacred unicorn and asked, "Are you okay?"

The sacred unicorn was already showing signs of fatigue. After hearing Richard's words, he heard a long hissing with dissatisfaction. His hooves digged the soil and became energetic again. In the past two days, it has been fighting against the will of the forest and making great contributions. Without its existence, it would be impossible for all its members to come here.

The crowd was a powerful man who had been fighting for a long time. Knowing that the war was coming, they each had to eat and rest, stabilize their mood, and tried to adjust their condition to the best. Neris also put away his smile, his handsome little face was filled with a hint of murderous aura, and he silently wiped the legendary giant axe in his hand.

The only one who had no rest was Richard. He checked the soldiers' preparations one by one, especially Daimei, who was almost meticulous. When Richard walked towards the next soldier, Daimei stared at his busy figure in a daze, and couldn't help but think, is this the leader?

"This is what a leader should look like." Agamemnon's voice suddenly sounded next to Daimei.

She was startled and found that Agamemnon seemed to know what she was thinking. This feeling made her feel a little panicked.

"The battle begins later, don't leave my ten meters range." Agamemnon reminded again. This time, Daimei bit her lip, and although she was reluctant, she nodded gently.

She finally understood that war is not a game, and she cannot add burden to other people because of her willfulness.

As the time for the battle approached, Richard began to feel a little nervous. This battle was different from before. The level of combat power of the participants was greatly improved, but he had largely lost the soul connection that he had relied heavily on to the command ability. His followers could become a whole, but what about other people? This small-scale and high-intensity battle, command is already secondary. The key is the ability of the strong men on both sides to adapt to changes and the tacit understanding of cooperation.

For the first time recently, Richard felt that he had lost everything in his control. This made him very uncomfortable. He found that he now hated such a small-scale battle of strong men. The war that really belonged to him was to use low-level warriors to kill the opponent's strong men.

However, no matter how uncomfortable it is, the war in front of him still has to be fought. What Richard can do is to do the preparations carefully and more meticulously.

The rest time is up.

Richard mentioned the fate of Gemini, hung the elf sword that was difficult to carry on the back of the sacred unicorn, and then faced everyone, and said calmly: "Go to fight!"

Scher, who was good at concealing operations, set out first. Others scattered and advanced towards the predetermined area.

The forest ushered in another peaceful morning.

In the hall of the meeting hall inside the canopy of the Tree of Life, several elves were quarreling fiercely. On one side were seven druids, while on the other side were only the great elves and one druid, which seemed weak. The focus of the quarrel between the two sides was whether to migrate the Tree of Life to avoid the invaders.

The seven druids all held strong opposition, but on the one hand, the Great Elder had the support of the ancient war tree Urano, and was not as weak as he seemed. The ancient war tree Urano's position in the tribe is only under the Tree of Life, but above any elves. On the other hand, the Great Elder is the only elves who can communicate with the Tree of Life. If he wants to forcibly arouse the Tree of Life, no elves can stop it unless he kills the Great Elder. However, once the Great Elder dies, Zhubu and the Spirit Wind are still in Richard's hands, and no one in the entire tribe can communicate with the Tree of Life. After a long time, the Tree of Life will stop releasing the breath of life out, and will no longer secrete the fountain of perpetuity.

This means that the tribe will decline.

However, the migration of the Tree of Life also has serious consequences. Each migration will consume a lot of energy. The Perpetual Spring will no longer be secreted within at least ten years, and the release of the Life Aura will be reduced by half. The Elf and the Tree of Life are a symbiotic relationship. The Elf tribe is the guardian of the Tree of Life. The Life Aura released by the Tree of Life for the Elves to absorb can speed up the improvement of the Elf's power. The Perpetual Spring is even more meaningful to the Elves, and it is the key to improving the pitiful fertility rate of the Elves.

Every year to several years, the Tree of Life will secrete a small fountain of eternal spring. The elves who drink the eternal spring will surely be able to successfully conceive within the next year.

The stronger the tree of life, the more perpetual springs will be secreted. Due to the characteristics of the tree of life, it will constantly attract some natural enemies. The guardian elves tribe must rely on the guardian elves to resist the natural enemies. If the guardian elves are not strong enough, the tree of life will not dare to grow. The stronger the tree of life, the stronger the natural enemies will be attracted. The two sides thus form a wonderful relationship of mutual dependence and mutual help.

Just as the elders were quarreling fiercely, a ray of blood gradually floated in the forest.

Scher swept down from the canopy of an ancient tree, and the sword edges of his swords were stained with blood. The body of an elf warrior hung upside down on the branch, and blood was pouring out from his back.

Thousands of meters away, the water splashed away the guide of the eternal sleep, and its figure became looming again, and it walked towards the predetermined battlefield without any speed. Behind her were the bodies of a small group of elves hunters. They had just returned from hunting, and the prey on their shoulders was still warm.

And further apart, Feise was hanging on the canopy, and her feet were firmly piercing into the trunk and fixing her body. Her right hand strangled the throat of an elf whistle, making him unable to make any sound. The short knife in her left hand pierced deeply into his heart. Feise looked at the face of the elf who was close to her, with her expression as innocent and confused.

The essence of life was continuously transmitted into her body through annihilation, making Feise feel warm. However, the elf man in front of her quickly shriveled and gradually became a mummy.

Harvesting the essence of life is like a big meal for Chouse.

The Tree of Life is too huge, and it is difficult to survive tall tree species around it, so hundreds of meters around the Tree of Life are all green lawns. The elves like to stroll and rest in this area. The green elves are also a race that likes to enjoy life. At this moment, they are scattered on the lawn in groups of three or three, enjoying the joy of life in their own way.

At this moment, without any warning, a large cloud quietly condensed, covering more than half of the resting elves. Then lightning bursts out from the thunder clouds, turning the vast area into a world of thunder and lightning.

The level 8 magic thundercloud storm has a significant increase in coverage and lethality in the Green Forest plane. Although the countless landing lightnings have no locking effect, they are a killing for any elves below level 10. Elf below level 15 will inevitably be seriously injured.

With just a thundercloud storm, the elves were in panic and suffered heavy casualties.

Armed to the teeth, invaders of various shapes appeared in the sight of the Green Forest Elf. The elves were suddenly panicked, and a small group of elves samurai rushed towards the invader fearlessly, but were hit by a group of fear facing each other. Most of them fell into extreme fear. Two warriors who resisted the terror technique turned into a lonely army to advance.

Agamemnon swept across the giant sword in his hand, cutting the two elves warriors and their weapons into eight sections, and he still turned around and praised him: "The timing is perfect."

The terrified elves warriors had almost no resistance, and the royal guards, who were like wolves and tigers, rushed out and cut them down one by one.

Richard strides forward, not even looking at the green forest elves on both sides. He directly passed through Pamir's thundercloud storm and walked towards the Tree of Life. The followers followed Richard and passed through the thundercloud storm, making Pamir's eyes straight.
Chapter completed!