Chapter 232

The huge figure of the underground walker stayed above the mother and child, and the shadow cast was extremely oppressive.

Acid with scorching breath was still flowing out of its open mouthparts, and it kept falling on the ground in front of it, corroding big holes one by one.

But it didn't go any further. On the contrary, its tentacles hesitated in place as if they were a little cowering, as if they had encountered something that made them feel very scared, disgusted, or troublesome.

And at the moment when it hesitated, Doris seized the opportunity to stab the dragged underground walker to death with countless giant ground thorns like an earthworm.

After the worm uttered a final piercing roar, there was a frantic writhing and convulsion, and the raised head finally fell to the ground with a crash.

After losing its vitality, the remaining magma stored in the worm's damaged stomach pouch leaked out, shining golden-red in the darkness, flowing all over the ground, mixed with acid that seemed to have the effect of igniting, fueling the fire even more.

But now Doris had no time to take care of the fire, she quickly rushed back to the barrier, and at the same time she picked up her bow and set up an arrow, and shot at the remaining underground walker.

The light arrow was like lightning, drawing a straight line in midair, hitting the worm's body, and bursting directly, tearing a hole in its shell.

"Aw--"

The underground walker's attention was immediately diverted, and he turned angrily and roared at Doris, then burrowed back into the ground.

The female elf who was protecting the child watched the underground walker disappear into a big pit in front of her, and was stunned for a moment, then finally relaxed, and collapsed on the ground, tears bursting out.

With tears streaming down her face, she hugged her child tightly, and then hastily and softly coaxed the child who was almost stunned.

Doris put down the scepter in her hand and walked to the side of the mother and son.

The surrounding elves were at a loss and shocked at first, but as the first elf suddenly realized, they shouted excitedly: "It's the function of that rune! The 'Old Seal' is protecting us!"

He pointed to the mysterious and eerie pentagram imprint painted on the female elf's clothes.

Then the other elves also reacted, all showing ecstatic expressions, hugging each other like the rest of their lives after a catastrophe.

Some wept with joy, covering their faces and weeping bitterly.

Some even knelt down on the ground, prayed fervently to the altar behind, raised their arms and shouted loudly: "Praise Ms. Silver! The glory of the iris is here in the past! It is here! It will be forever!"

The scene was once very chaotic.

"call……"

Listening to the joyful and noisy discussions of the clansmen, Doris breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the traces drawn by the underground walkers cruising around under the soil.

The old seal is in effect!

As expected, Lord Venerable had already predicted at that time the fatal crisis that the Iris family would encounter.

That's why he specially sold the books to her, and also asked her to let the clansmen learn.

Ms. Baiyin is always taking care of her date!

But having said that, Master Juanzhe is really strong, and what the little hunter said is true, he is enough to be called "omnipotent and omnipotent".

Doris felt a trace of envy in her heart.

Ms. Baiyin must value him very much, maybe he is a very close and trusting family member... I just don't know what his real identity is.

She shook her head, withdrew her mind, and tapped her staff to make the clansmen retreat as far as possible and gather together.

Because there are still a large part of the tribe who have not painted the old seal, it is necessary to mix the people who have been painted and those who have not been painted, so as to take care of those who have not been painted as much as possible.

Afterwards, Doris breathed a sigh of relief and walked outside again.

The slightly tired expression was replaced by tense concentration again.

Although she is now at the end of her strength - a dream beast opponent of destruction level is not easy to deal with, not to mention that she is not particularly good at fighting, and mainly relies on divination to preempt the enemy.

But she can't disappoint the clansmen behind her who trusted her, even if she tries her best to meet the end of death, that is her destiny as a high priest.

"Come on... I hope that after my death, my soul can enter the dream of the Silver Goddess."

There was a decisive smile on Doris's beautiful face illuminated by the firelight. She planted the scepter heavily on the ground, and the seeds hidden in the soil around the ground grew up one after another, besieging and strangling the underground walker. .

The ground rumbled, and the tumbling worms loomed among the collapsed mountains. The entire forest seemed to rise from the ground, forming a scene of destruction like a tsunami.

Doris' face gradually paled, she was panting, and her hands began to tremble.

As long as these underground walkers don't attack her clansmen, then she will have more room to play.

In the battle between the destruction level, sometimes the most scruples is the accidental injury to the innocent.

Therefore, in the battle between Wilde and Joseph, the prerequisite was that Wilde was led into the ruins on a certain hill, so the two of them—especially Joseph—could maximize their strength.

But now, the situation is still not optimistic.

These seeds are not simple. They are the seeds of the legendary holy tree of the elf kingdom that has been buried for tens of thousands of years. They are extremely tenacious, and the driving force for their growth is the vitality given directly by her. The constant loss of vitality is making her weak.

But the picture scroll of prophecy unfolded in front of him again.

The underground dream rift, as expected, expanded again!

Doris' hunch was correct, these underground walkers are group living dream beasts!

But this time, two came out directly, interlaced with each other like swimming dragons, breaking through the soil layer and drilling upwards.

In less than a minute at most, these two underground walkers will reach the ground and join the battlefield.

By the time--

"It's really over..."

Tao Ruisi murmured weakly, the hand holding the scepter had been loosened, and the vitality was constantly passing away, almost turning into those holy trees crazily scrambling for their own vitality, and she had no way to stop it.

But fortunately, the holy tree has fully developed.

The subterranean walker had also been strangled to death, leaving only the shriveled skin that had been almost sucked dry.

After so long, the tribesmen should have almost moved...

Doris's eyes turned black, only seeing the two worms that came after them breaking through the ground, her vision sank, and she fell down.

at this time.

She suddenly felt that someone was supporting her fallen waist from behind, and she also leaned against someone's body.

The elf high priest opened his eyes blankly, and a vaguely familiar young voice rang in his ears.

"Well... It's too bad to have a nightmare, let me help you change it."