readx;?(This is a big reward for making up for "eternal indestructibility", and I still owe a more)

Compared to the Ancient Tree of War, the Ancient Tree of Wind, the Ancient Tree of Knowledge, the Ancient Tree of Miracles, and the Ancient Tree of Life carefully cultivated by the Druid Holy Land, the Tree Man army in front of them is still very immature, and it can't even be called a Deadwood Guard. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The Deadwood Guardian is an advanced form of the Treant after maturity, not only is its body covered with the bark of a tree as hard as steel armor, but it also has two natural spells, "Tree Skin Technique" and "Group Root Entanglement", and is immune to most earth-based spells. And the torso of the temporarily spawned tree man is still very fragile, and it only has the "root entanglement" of the monomer, which is undoubtedly much weaker in terms of combat power.

However, big guys are big guys, and the average size of a single one of 10 meters or so makes them the most eye-catching new force as soon as they get on the field.

The slow-moving and sluggish treemen carried the same thick and strong "wooden sticks" in their hands, and a single round of sticks could smash a large area. Whether it is flesh and blood or bone scaffolding, they are all reduced to minced meat sauce under this extreme violent blow.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

The dull tremor never stopped, and every time the wooden stick fell, the high-level combat powerhouses of Yin Wind City couldn't help but beat wildly, full of horror.

These treants are too violent. When encountering an opponent, he first wrapped a root to fix the opponent, and then slowly raised the wooden stick and smashed it down, and the whole process did not care about the opponent's attack at all.

A few vampire counts who were too protruding were smashed into meat sauce by them miserably, and the only merit of the vampire count was to cut a few sword marks on the opponent's body. After the vampire counts were resurrected by their companions, they teleported away from the treants in a panic, never daring to approach them again.

The other miserable victim was a level 10 necromancer who was about to advance to a Grim Reaper clone. Its huge body, which was more than 4 meters tall, turned into a dwarf in front of the treemen, and was surrounded by three or five treemen in the middle of a crazy group beating. Even if it struggled to resist, in the end it still couldn't resist the extreme violence of the other party, and finally looked up to the sky and hissed into ashes.

Although the necromancy's death touch also caused great damage to the Treants, causing the huge wounds on its wooden body to splatter a large canopy of green sap, it did not affect the Treants to continue fighting.

In terms of longevity alone, the tree man is the top existence among natural creatures.

With the treants' rampage, the vampire counts who had faintly dominated the ground battlefield just now also began to retreat step by step. So the center of the war shifted back to the walls of bones, where it was in a terrible state of scorch.

The clouds of death that burst from war towers and battle forts have made many of the treemen's branches and vines withered and scorched, but they have not been able to completely incapacitate them. The Treants stood in front of the walls of bones, and the thick wooden sticks they smashed into were so hearty that even the hatred of the bloated mountains of flesh could not hold them back.

All the cemetery mercenaries guarding the city walls were smashed by wooden sticks, and they hid in Tibet, and the scene was chaotic for a while.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, a large number of druids transformed into the city and rushed to the city, turning into earth storms and nightblade leopards, turning the cemetery's defense line upside down.

The acting city lord Kalu, who was squatting in the command hall, was almost directly furious, jumping up and down and cursing non-stop, so he planned to fight the enemy in person. And he was eventually stopped by another acting city lord, the Ice Lich Prataya.

"If the front line needs support, then I'll go! You're a melee hero, and you're going to suffer a lot against these thick-skinned treants, and they're not as effective as my ranged spells. Inform Moros! If he doesn't come forward, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to keep the enemy out of the city again. ”

Plataya, who was cold-faced and warm-hearted, bowed his head and muttered a few words, and notified the group of old subordinates who had been following him, and then walked onto the battlefield with nearly 30 corpse witch guards.

Karui turned around in a panic and ran into the mage tower, personally asking the former boss Ghost Dragon Moros.

Riding the giant bone dragon Coulee, the Ice Lich Plataya flew to the head of the Bone City.

First, a large area of Frost Star smashed down, staining all the jungle creatures within a radius of nearly 200 meters with a layer of pale blue frost flowers, delaying their movements. Surrounded by five high-ranking corpse witches, Plataya chanted the powerful and evil prayer of the dead.

Echoing the mage tower in the rear, in almost a short period of thirty years, Plataya had completed the magic chanting that usually took half a quarter of an hour. When the powerful power of ice converged between Plataya's two bone hands, the high-level spellcasters in the entire field couldn't help but watch the ice lich's every move from afar.

With such a powerful magical power, even if a level 19 Vandal wise man is allowed to resist it, I am afraid that he will have to shed his skin if he does not die.

After all, this is the home of the cemetery side, and with the amplification and assistance of the Mage Tower, the combat power of the level 16 Plataya is not much inferior to Vandal.

With a high-pitched "Leon Quixa", the Ice Lich finally finished reciting the last magic spell. The power of the incomparable ice condensed in his hands, and turned into frost spears, raining down on the treemen who ravaged the city.

After all, the temporary tree man did not have as high magic resistance and physical resistance as the Deadwood Guard, and under the blow of this extreme magical power, tree chips flew one after another, and branches were broken. Soon, they were pierced through their torsos by the frost spear, and they froze in place as crystalline ice sculptures.

The magic power is too fierce, even if they use the thick wooden stick in their hands to cover it, it will not help, and they can only die tragically one by one.

With this blow alone, Plataya single-handedly killed 17 tree men, and 5 were injured or disabled. As for the jungle creatures and druids who got too close to the treants and were accidentally injured, they also added up to more than three digits.

Even a high-ranking 6th rank druid who was perched on the shoulder of the Treant became one of the dead.

And taking advantage of this opportunity of the opponent's momentum, several cemetery mercenary teams jumped off the city, and with a temporary strong outburst, they actually killed 2 tree people with seriously damaged torsos, which can be regarded as adding two more points to the cemetery.

And at this moment, an equally tall and majestic figure appeared in the Yin Wind City, stepping into everyone's sight with solid and heavy steps.

The same wooden body, the same fluttering tree whiskers, the same anthropomorphic facial features...... There's also a tree man in the Windy City!

However, unlike the treemen outside the city, the trunk of this undead tree man is white and withered, and there is no trace of green on the whole body, but it is filled with a strong breath of death, which is a withered tree transformed from an ancient tree of war.

In the shriveled canopy of the withered treemen, a strange druid, also pale and shrouded in death, silently cast a spell.

When the Blighted Treemen came to the gates and guarded it firmly, the spell of the Fallen Druid was completed. A gray-white aura of withered light spilled out casually, enveloping the three still intact treemen in front of the city.

As soon as the aura entered the body, the three tree men couldn't help but roar in pain, the green canopy withered and withered visibly to the naked eye, and even the tough and sturdy torso burst into countless cracks, and thick green juice flowed from it. In the perception of the druids, the vitality of the three tree men fell by half, and they were on the verge of death.

"Damn, they're enemies of nature, enemies of life!"

When a grand druid saw this, he couldn't help but exclaim, and soon saw through the appearance of the other party.

"This is a distortion of nature, this is a desecration of life! We purify them after all! ”

"Purify them" ...... "Purify them"

A huge wave erupted from the ranks of the druids.

Every druid could clearly perceive that the sudden arrival of the Blighted Treant and the Fallen Druid was entirely created using the Ancient Tree of War and the body of the Death Druid. This is definitely a great insult and blasphemy to the extremely friendly druids.

In an instant, the entire druid team erupted with the greatest berserk power, turning into falcons and violent bears, and frantically rushed towards the abominable undead who had desecrated the bodies of their companions.

The wise man of Vandal who was still commanding in the rear also changed his face greatly.

Although the other party's desecration of the druid's corpse made him gnash his teeth, he was even more shocked by the reckless actions of his druids.

Although the druids have a large number of natural spells and wild transformations, they can fight, resist and replenish, and are a panacea suitable for any position on the battlefield. But after all, the tactics are monotonous, the body is weak, and once it is ambushed by the enemy, I am afraid that it will ......

I don't know whether to say that Vandal is a crow's mouth, or whether to lament that on the battlefield is always what you are afraid of, what is more and more a vicious curse.

Just as a large number of druids transformed into the vicinity of the withered treemen, the tall and majestic forbidden creature suddenly raised its right foot and stomped on the ground beneath its feet.

The tremor was so violent that all the druids in close proximity nearly lost their balance. Within 30 meters of the withered treeman, the black soil was rolled and broken, and the thick and thorny roots and tendrils were wrapped up, firmly binding all the big, small, bear, and leopard creatures in place, unable to move.

"The roots of the group are entangled"

Almost at the same moment, countless druids exclaimed.

This largest crowd control spell that belonged to the druids was actually issued from the hands of the enemy, and it controlled so many druids, that it almost made the children of nature choke with their heads on the ground.

What is this tm all about?

But on the battlefield, they have always done everything, and there is no chance for them to curse and regret it!

As the Blighted Treemen finished wrapping their roots, the wilted hands covered with growth rings raised slightly, and a huge fire of withering burned along the roots to the druids who were still struggling.