Oak Guardian!

For the elves and intelligent life in the affiliated areas, they can't know what this legendary sacred creature means.

Thousands of years ago, when the Elf Kingdom existed, it was the peak moment of the Silver Civilization.

At that time, the Elf Lord God looked down on the world. The Oak Guardian was His followers, and his status was equivalent to that of the angels who believed in the gods!

The elves' Lord God at his heyday had 100,000 natural legions under his command, all of which were composed of powerful oak guards.

Even the weakest oak guard has the strength of silver!

Looking at the giant figure in front of me with a size comparable to a giant dragon, Rock's heart was extremely turbulent...

Feeling the powerful demonic pressure, his mind went blank.

How is this possible?

Haven’t the Oak Guards died one after another with the fall of the Elf God?

Did you see it wrong?

He rubbed his eyes, but everything in front of him told him that it was not an hallucination.

Looking at the tall tree man, Panshi felt his whole body trembling...

No...it's not wrong. He has seen this look countless times in tribal murals, so he will never admit his mistake!

This... this is definitely the guardian of the oak tree! He is the lover of the Mother of Nature!

How is this... possible?!

Panshi's not-so-high IQ made his brain unable to turn... However, one thing is very obvious, that is, the other party appears in front of them and is definitely not about treating guests to dinner.

He is going to kill us!

An instinctive sense of crisis filled my heart.

"escape……"

Panshi murmured, then yelled as if he suddenly woke up:

"Escape quickly..."

After saying that, Panshi didn't even bother to pick up his mace, turned around and ran away.

joke!

At least ten oak guards with silver strength, he is no match for them!

Even if the chief priest from the tribe comes, I am afraid it will be a delivery!

A group of orc mercenaries were already stunned. They opened their mouths, then turned around at the same time, and started running away like scattered birds and beasts...

At this moment, they had already left the hunting matter behind their minds, and there was only one thought in their minds, that was to run away...

The more you think about the rocks on the run, the more chaotic they become, and the more you think about it, the more you become, the more terrified they become...

Why are Oak Guards still appearing?

The crown prince has clearly fallen, which is well known to everyone in the Seges continent!

Without the favor of the true God, how could there be an oak guard?!

No……

Could it be...

Suddenly, an incredible thought emerged from the bottom of his heart. Somehow, the majestic and vicissitudes of the world tree appeared in his mind...

"No...no..."

At this moment, Panshi felt his throat dry and his whole body was cold.

escape!

Escape quickly! Escape back to the tribe!

This matter must be reported to the priest!

If it was really what he thought, then the orc tribe would be in danger!

...

Barcelona was extremely angry.

A moment ago, he received the oracle of the great Mother of Nature.

Being able to contribute his strength to the great crown prince, Oak Guard Barsaka felt extremely excited.

However, when he came to the location designated by the Mother Goddess, he found that there was a group of ugly and evil orcs here!

What made him even more angry was that these orcs were actually hunting the children of the Mother Goddess!

Not only that, when he heard that the evil orc dared to blaspheme the great Mother of Nature, Barsaka's last reason collapsed instantly.

At the same time, the cold voice of the Mother Goddess also resounded in Barcelona's mind again:

"Slay him!"

As if the last shackle was untied, the Oak Guard was completely furious.

"roar"

A deafening roar shocked countless birds in the forest.

"Die, die!"

The huge magic power mixed with a scattered breath scattered around the center of the oak guard. His body, which was already thirty meters tall, became huge again. Barsaka had red eyes and instantly waved his arms made of branches and roared:

"War sacrifice!"

The chanting sounded, and his arm suddenly turned into rapidly growing branches and vines, chasing countless running orcs like flying ropes...

The vines were extremely fast, and more than a dozen orcs were tied up before they could escape a few steps...

"What is this? Let me go! Let me go!"

"Help! Lord Panshi, please help!"

"Monster! It's a monster! He is absorbing my vitality...ah..."

"Ah...my legs! My legs!"

“…”

Listening to the countless miserable howls coming from behind, the rock scalp was numb.

Suddenly, a sense of crisis surged into my heart.

Panshi's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly subconsciously hid to one side, and saw a thick vine shot through the place he had just passed, which shocked him.

However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the vine rushed towards him again.

He gritted his teeth, took out the scimitar from his waist and slashed hard at the vine.

Accompanied by the "sonoccer" sound, the scimitar in his hand was broken into two pieces, while the vines were unscathed.

In the rock's staggering gaze, the vine jumped up and tied him to death.

With the binding, a terrifying attraction appeared on the vine. In the rock's horrified gaze, he saw his originally strong body shrinking, his body's strength also weakened, his vitality was rapidly lost, and he grew old in just a few seconds...

"War sacrifice..."

His voice was old and dry, with infinite fear.

War sacrifice, the intermediate ability of the druid.

Users can turn into vines, absorb the vitality of the target and use it for themselves, and sacrifice part of the gained power to the Mother of Nature.

At the end of consciousness, Rock finally remembered this terrifying skill that belonged to the Furious Druid...

In a blink of an eye, the orc hunting team of more than 20 people was wiped out.

This series of twists only took place within less than ten seconds.

Alice, who was slumped on the ground, was stunned.

"Oak guards...war sacrifices..."

Looking at the orcs who turned into dead bones and ashes under the vines guarding the oak tree, the elf girl murmured.

Suddenly, as if I had realized something, two lines of crystal tears slowly flowed down my fair cheeks.

Alice suddenly raised her head, with seven points of surprise and three points of nervousness, a little confused, expecting and panic, and looked in the direction of the World Tree with shame:

"Master Mother Goddess, are you...you?"

A breeze blew by...

Countless bright light green lights descend from the sky, extremely sacred and solemn.

The light, with a gentle force, seemed to be under some command, rushed into Alice and Samir's bodies.

The injury caused by forcibly detonating the origin recovered in an instant, and the broken body of the old elf Samir also recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his consciousness slowly recovered...
To be continued...