Chapter 308

In general, the whole battle was dangerous. Haila once reminded Ann Yizhi that the sickle devil had the ability to cut his position, so Ann Yizhi calculated whether he was close to the wall of goodness or by the sickle devil.

Show the enemy's weakness and launch another thunder attack.

After all, the sickle devil is quick. If he is not greedy and rash, he may not catch up with it as long as he wants to run. An Yizhi had to bait him with his body.

As far as the outcome is concerned, the plan is going well, but it is also very dangerous. If you are careless, you have no head to point out now.

"How far is it from the cave? We must catch it as fast as we can."

Cure the bleeding neck with the treatment of slander. John took out a clean handkerchief to help him wipe off the dazzling blood. Ann pointed to ALF and asked.

"The shortest way is through the beetle tribe"

"Then bypass them a little. Even if it's dangerous, it must be done as soon as possible."

ALF knew it was urgent, nodded and led the way.

Five demons were mixed in a team of tree elf patrol soldiers. If they were not smashed by an Yizhi and others, it is estimated that three more demons would be mixed in when they go back. I'm afraid the tree elf tribe has been penetrated by demons.

However, an Yizhi doesn't care about the life and death of the tree elves. After all, the system doesn't require an Yizhi to ensure the survival number of the tree elves. More importantly, if this patrol doesn't go back, the demons will soon realize that their plan has been broken, so they must race against time and reinforce the seal of the Demon Lord before the demon coerces the tree elves to attack.

Alf was not on the treetop this time, but on the ground to guide Ann and John, and the investigation and warning work was handed over to Haila. Although ALF, as a tree elf, is more competent than Haila, when she sees other tree elves, others will also see her. Haila is much safer. Even with the eyes of the tree elf, she can't tell whether Haila is a bird or an alchemist.

It is said to be the nearest route, but in fact, it is at least more than an hour away from the cave at the source of the river. This is still the result of local aborigines leading the way. If an Yi points to himself

——I'm afraid he will die of old age in this natural tree maze.

Ming Ming was drinking fruit wine comfortably in the tribe a few hours ago, but now he has to hurry against the clock. ALF, as a tree elf, will not be tired when she travels in the forest, but Ann Yizhi and John can't carry it. Neither of them is a guy with strong physical strength. They had to stop and have a rest for more than 30 minutes. Although there is still some physical strength left, an Yi pointed out that in order to be cautious, while maintaining high-speed action, he also silently calculated his and John's physical strength, and always maintained one-third of his physical strength to deal with possible emergencies.

During the second rest, Alf told an Yi that this is the area where the beetle tribe is frequently active. They can only rest here for a few minutes, otherwise they will have a high chance to install people from the beetle tribe.

It's best to pass here as soon as possible, but Ann Yizhi can quickly recover her strength by eating, but John doesn't have this treatment. The girl is too tired to walk. If she uses the phantom foal to hurry, the goal is too big, it's easy to be found through the sound of footsteps, and the three have to stay in this dangerous area for a while.

"That's mountain spring water, great"

After a few hours of action, John's kettle was already empty. When he saw the clear spring flowing out of the crack in the stone, he couldn't help jumping on it.

Thanks to the fact that the system didn't turn on the settings of hunger and thirst, otherwise an Yizhi would have been thirsty long ago. He didn't bring a kettle.

"Can't drink, the water is bitter..."

Before ALF could stop him, John jumped up and took two drinks. Hearing the speech, he looked at ALF suspiciously and said:

"It's not bitter, it's sweet"

"It's impossible. The springs near our tribe have become bitter, and the springs in the erosion area still contain toxins."

As like as two peas, Eyre had a drink with his hand in the water, but it was not bitter. The bracelet with a toxic effect on his wrist didn't give light to remind him that the taste was the same as the sweet spring before.

"I'm afraid that's why."

An Yi pointed to the white stone buried in the earth and said:

"This thing has strong positive energy. The poison in the spring near him should be purified. Moreover, this thing should also be the seal stone for the Demon Lord. The demon we met before is estimated to destroy the seal stone."

An Yizhi takes out the map and marks the position of the seal stone encountered on the road. If they are connected in order, they can form a 7-shaped symbol.

Looking from left to right, you can't see what Dharma array Mister stro used when sealing the Demon Lord. It is estimated that several seal stones are only a small part of the Dharma array. At least one third of the position of tuhaila can identify what it is.

John filled his stomach with mountain spring water, gave a loud hiccup without image, and took out a kettle to fill it.

Sometimes this girl really doesn't behave like a girl

At this time, Haila flew down from the top of the tree, fell on an Yizhi's shoulder and said:

"I saw a pillar of smoke not far away"

"It's normal. Maybe people from the beetle tribe are making a fire to cook."

"No, not normal"

ALF said warily:

"We tree elves never make a fire to cook food, and we use cold light for lighting."

An Yizhi recalled that it seemed to be true that the food he saw at the banquet was fruit or insect sashimi, and there was really no cooked food.

"Where is it?"

"West, about a kilometer away from us"

ALF's face turned pale in an instant:

"That's the direction of the beetle tribe. Something must have happened!"

At the same time, an Yizhi also saw heavy black smoke rising in that direction

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A corner of the misty forest, where tree elf soldiers gather.

There are more than 20000 elite soldiers from all tree elf tribes living in the fog forest. The area occupied by light can be regarded as a forest in other places.

Unlike humans, tree elves do not have the concept of state. Although there is an elf king in name, the ELF KING will hardly command other tree elf tribes. At ordinary times, everyone runs their own affairs. There are hundreds of tribes in the whole fog forest.

Recently, the ELF KING issued an unusual order to all tribes, asking them to bring their most elite soldiers together, saying that the fog forest will face a disaster and all tree elves need to work together to tide over the difficulties.

Although the leaders and elders of various tribes did not know what the demon king said about the disaster, the king was the king. Even if it was only nominal, no one questioned these tree elves, and hurried to take the most elite soldiers to help.

That's why ALF's tribe was almost scared to pee. So many tree elf soldiers are enough to attack a human state!

However, almost three months have passed since the assembly order was issued. The ELF KING has never revealed the reason for calling them. He only repeatedly asked each tribe to send people to patrol the fog forest every day. Even if there are doubts, the only answer is "the crisis comes from outside the misty forest, strengthen vigilance".

McDonald, the leader of the beetle tribe and the tree elf with the title of night patrol, is leaning on a big tree with grass roots in his mouth, thinking about the significance of the elf King's abnormal behavior.

He has known the ELF KING since childhood, and even his friend is resourceful. His arrangement must have his plan, but... It's too strange.

MacDonald wanted to meet the ELF KING several times, but he was refused, which made him feel bad.

Something really big may have happened recently!

The last time I had this hunch was more than 100 years ago. At that time, McDonald personally killed the human Army General of the night attack tree elf tribe, led his compatriots to defeat humans and drive them out of the misty forest. That's why he won the title of night Ranger, which was personally awarded by the ELF KING.

But he couldn't figure out whether the source of this sense of crisis was human?

McDonald clearly remembered that he and the elf king went to the edge of the fog forest to sign an armistice agreement with humans. However, after more than 100 years, it is not an example that humans do not keep their promises. Is it that humans want to invade the fog forest again?

As soon as the idea arose, he denied it by himself, because he sent the best scouts to check the nearby human states. There was no trace of the human side assembling any troops, which was completely different from preparing for war.

Or is it related to the recent changes in the misty forest?

McDonald felt a headache. He was an excellent soldier, an excellent Archer and an excellent father, but he was not a wise man. Moreover, even the smartest elders in the tribe did not understand the purpose of the elf King's move.

The supplies and forages needed by the army of more than 20000 people are amazing. Even the oak tribe of the richest and powerful ELF KING can't feed everyone for too long. It can last for three months, mainly relying on supplies from various tribes, otherwise the soldiers would have begun to starve.

There is no goal to fight. If you don't fight the ELF KING, you are not allowed to leave. I don't know how long it will take.

He spits out the grass roots impatiently and happens to see a small tree elf coming to him.

The tree elf and he were also friends who grew up together. However, MacDonald belongs to the beetle tribe, and he and the ELF KING are from the same tribe. Therefore, when he grew up, he became the guard of the ELF KING. Recently, all orders were sent through him.

"MacDonald, Wang said it's your turn for the beetle tribe to send someone to patrol."

"Morris, you have been with Wang for a long time. Do you know what Wang is planning?"

Morris shook his head:

"Do it. Even I don't know what Wang is thinking."

"Alas... I don't know when it will start"

McDonald sighed. Several times before he asked his tribe to send someone to patrol, he prevaricated it with various reasons, but this is not the way. McDonald is going to lead the patrol himself. When he comes back, he must ask the ELF KING for clarification.

He is not afraid to fight or die, but at least let us know who to fight with?

Just as McDonald was going to order some excellent scouts, he saw a commotion coming out of the camp door. A tree elf covered in blood shouted McDonald's name.

"Yale? What happened to you?"

The tree elf happened to be a member of McDonald's tribe. His name was Yale. He was his nephew. Because his wife was waiting for childbirth, he was not gathered by the ELF KING.

When Yale saw MacDonald, he seemed to have lost all his strength and fell to the ground with a puff:

"Ministry, tribe..."

"What happened to the tribe!"

McDonald's bad hunch came true. Yale said weakly:

"Many demons, they attacked the tribe"

Then he closed his eyes and fainted.