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Zakvi looked up and around, and the badger suddenly disappeared after rounding the ridge in front of him. It became anxious and scolded its slow men.

They climbed up a hill and suddenly saw a wide, shallow valley on the opposite side, where there was a low grove of trees! Dozens of trees that had grown apart had only sparse leaves, and the ground was covered with yellow and green weeds.

"There it is!" Zakvi roared, "That badger must be foraging in the woods! There must be rats and bugs there!"

The twenty or so gnolls behind immediately whined excitedly and rushed to the low woods.

Rats!

At this moment, they are more important than anything else!

The leather armor and weapons that killed the enemy and saved their lives were so heavy and in the way at this time that I almost wanted to throw them all down.

The tail of a mouse, the calf of a worm, everything that can be stuffed between the teeth is more important than the shield in the hand. So a few gnolls threw down their wooden shields and rushed to the front of the line like rabbits.

"They're coming!" announced an excited opponent of a soldier crouching on the top of the stone rampart peeking into the valley.

"Shut up!" the druid glared at him with unusually stern intensity, and whispered, "Jackals have ears that are 50 times more powerful than humans!If they hear them, our plans will be ruined!, and when the time comes, I'll whip you 50 lashes when I go back!" He angrily said to everyone, "No one is allowed to speak from now on, or I'll smash his face first!"

But perhaps because of the headwind, the gnolls did not hear the human voices of the valley, and they had rushed into the woods, like a pack of hungry refugees, pulling up the dead grass everywhere in search of any tiny rat and wormholes. Eating, eating, eating, even a broken bone or a single hair is now the key to continuing life, and there is no other consciousness.

Zakvi spotted a large hole that looked like the passage through which the great badger had entered and exited! He dropped his precious three-headed heavy flail and threw himself into the ground to dig it.

Fat badger meat is waiting for him in the hole!

Sweet and warm blood seems to flow on the tongue,

The white, crisp bones seemed to flip between the teeth.

The delicious and tender offal seems to be fragrant in the mouth.

It dug its hole in the ground with its hands like a plan. One foot, two feet, three feet.

The druid took out another piece of parchment the size of a palm, on which a large purple rune was painted, but on closer inspection, it was a dozen or so small runes that were matched, nested, and combined into a cohesive whole. He shook the rune in his hand slightly, and the rune let out a faint rumbling sound that resembled thunder. Then it spontaneously combusted without fire, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a wisp of smoke and flew into the sky. When the light smoke cleared in the air, the druid began to close his eyes and cast a spell. After only three or four breaths, the cold wind between heaven and earth blew violently, and the boundless dark clouds rolled towards the ground, and everyone was suspicious, looking up and watching quietly. Invisible changes have begun.

"No food! not even a mouse!" cried out a gnolf, and a mournful howl spread through the gnoll like a gloomy and desperate chorus into the distant sky. They searched all the meadows, and found not a single rabbit, not a single mouse hole, not even the carcass of a bug!

Zakvi sat down in a dejected fit in the pit he had dug out, and had now dug eight feet deep, and he hadn't even seen the end of the hole. "It must be in there!" Zachvi muttered to himself as he listened to the annoying wails of the other gnolls, "I smell it! ”

But its body was exhausted, and it climbed out of the large pit as high as its body, and walked to rest under a stubby strange tree opposite. It has to regain some strength and then make persistent efforts. It stared at the hole, not letting the delicious food sneak out of the hole and slip away. The rest of the gnolls slowly stopped wailing and walked under the trees, curled up in the cold wind, staring at the trees, stones, or the sky in a daze.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and it should be noon, but the clouds were dark and oppressive. The light grew fainter and fainter, as if a few remaining rays of light after the sunset, making a final struggle on the endless land.

Zakvi looked up and looked at the sky quizzically.

As if something was wrong, it looked around and found no anomalous figure, no unusual smell, or even abnormal mana fluctuations. But the bad feeling grew stronger, and the transcendent spiritual consciousness bestowed upon it by the god Yenusu could not go wrong! It stood up anxiously, roaring back and forth.

What the hell is going on? Is the badger in the burrow going to run away? Is it that his subordinates are going to betray him? Or is there an enemy approaching? It looked around anxiously, suspiciously at the seemingly mentally decadent subordinates, at this moment it was a lonely wolf.

Suddenly the sky began to snow, and a cold breath enveloped the vast land with the heavy snow. In the shallow valley, more than a dozen gnolls looked at the sky in despair, and the snowfall quickly became larger, and in an instant, dense snowflakes were like white sand and dust, surging down the sky. The surroundings were a hazy white, and it was impossible to see three feet away!

Zakvi looked at this qiē uneasily, and the doubts in his heart did not lessen a bit.

Is it because of the heavy snow? But why does the bad feeling not go away, but only get stronger?

Guide your humble people, O god Yenusu. It prayed and began to "touch" the subtle "connection" with God with its soul. An evil and hideous invisible aura emanated from it, and the gnolls were awakened, and they all lay on the ground with low whimpers, trembling towards Zakvi - for there was the breath of God there!

"Not good!" the druid said without a sharp voice, "These guys seem to have sensed something! Get ready! After I cast another spell, everyone will rush out immediately." ”

God's warning exploded in Zachvi's soul like a muffled thunder - stupid guy!

The consciousness that thundered through the soul was so strong that even a strong willpower like Zakvi was blown up for a long time before he came to his senses. It hurriedly grabbed the three-headed heavy flail that had been thrown on the ground, ready to shout. At this moment, the ground suddenly shook!

"Ahh

Dense snowflakes blocked its view like violent sand. But the sound of flesh being torn apart, the sound of bones breaking apart, and the cry of fear and pain came from the east, west, and north.

Zakvi's horror and anger burned in it, but it also gave it a fierce fighting spirit! It roared, "What's the matter? What kind of enemy? Tell me quickly!"

A violent wind came from behind. Experienced in combat, it immediately jerked forward, and then rolled on the ground.

A thick claw as large as two windows swept across its back, sharp claws cutting through solid leather armor.

Zakvi instantly rolled into the distance and turned to look back.

In the dense snowflakes, a short, stubby, seven-point-tree-shaped, three-point humanoid monster was waving two strong and huge claws, and several stubby root-like "legs and feet" rushing towards this side. Its large stake-like body was about two or three people tall, but thicker than a fur rhinoceros. On the top of the body protrudes a goose-egg-shaped "head" nearly a human length, with several stubby branches and dozens of sparse leaves growing on the head. The "face" is made up of uneven wood patterns that make up the eyes, nose, and mouth. The wooden mouth was large and full of quadrangular "canine teeth", and one bite was enough to stuff a pig!

On either side of the body were a pair of stubby arms and long, huge claws, and the four hook-like finger claws were even longer than the two-handed greatsword once extended. The inside of the claw is shaped, as sharp as an axe, and a single claw is enough to tear open a buffalo!

Under its body, it has two short, thick hoof-shaped "front legs" and three cone-like root "hind legs". It moved on all five legs and "ran" hard, but because of its long legs and short legs, it was only half as fast as Zakvi.

As soon as I saw clearly, the stubby tree monster had rushed in front of it, and it opened its bloody mouth full of sharp teeth, and its mouth grunted with an incomprehensible sound, like an elephant rushing straight at it.

Zakvi sneered, and the wolf shouted the holy name of Jenusu, and with a stretch of his palm, a dazzling golden light as thick as an arm hit the short thick tree monster. Suddenly the torso burned a hole the size of a basin, and the flames on it scurried, and the frightened thick tree monster let out a strange scream and retreated.

Zachvi turned to leave. Being tall doesn't necessarily have combat power, no matter how strong the brute strength of the tree monster is, it's still a tree, and wood is afraid of fire! A "scorching glow" just now is enough to quickly retreat such a monster, and now it's important to go and fight the other gnolls.

However, there was a sudden change.

The Thick Tree Monster took a few steps back, a muffled roar from its mouth, and the wind and snow turned into a whirlwind of cold ice that swirled around its strong torso, and the snowflakes swooped down on the flames to extinguish the fire in an instant. The whirlwind receded, and a layer of frost "armor" was formed on its body. It roared like a small giant in frost armor, angrily waving its large frost-condensed claws.

Zakvi roared, and his consciousness quickly "touched" the divine power junction in the depths of his soul, praising the supreme power of the god Jenusu, begging it to inflict severe punishment on those lowly mortals. In an instant, the power of the god surged out from the depths of the soul, and the evil aura emanated from it like a raging flame.

God's gift manifested in midair, a heavy Kopais scimitar as long as a two-handed broadsword, and unlike the "slim" scimitar of Priest Drow, it was black and rugged, slightly resembling a heavy question mark, and a large claw with a blade on the back.

This evil weapon of piety is making an astonishing sound. It whined, excited by the fierce battle! In an instant it flew like lightning, slashing at the stubby tree. If the head of a buffalo could be cut off with a single knife in normal times, even a hard tree can now escape the fate of "peeling the skin and blooming the wood"!

The tree monster grunted, and a pair of large claws wrapped in the cold wind greeted it.

"Ping-pong, ping-pong" There were a few sounds of gold and iron, and the black and faint heavy Kopais scimitar was bounced into the air by a strong impact.

The dryad shouted, a layer of shattered ice armor covering its large claws that protected its limbs like solid armor. The tremendous slashing force of Kopais's heavy scimitar could only cut through the ice armor and a thin layer of bark on the outside! The cold wind mixed with the frost quickly wrapped around the dryad's injured claws, and in the blink of an eye, a thicker layer of broken ice armor was wrapped around the outside!

Zakvi howled angrily, someone must be secretly casting a spell, using the wind and snow to protect these tree monsters! And he can only use fourth-order magic skills, and he can't dispel plants. To make matters worse, these plant monsters are not afraid or seduced because they have no nerves or brains! Not even deceptive spells such as darkness and stealth are useless because they have the ability to sense blindness!

"God Jenus!" it begged as it pointed at the dryad, "use your magical power to dispel the tricks of this lowly one!"

The power of the god came out of its fingertips in the form of "disenchanting magic", and a burst of purple light flashed on the dryad.

But the thick crushed ice armor still clung to the tree, and the whirlwind and dense snow still whistled around its thick torso

It seems that the opponent's mana is far superior to his own, and the spell cannot be lifted at all!

The stubby tree monster shook its huge "head" and rushed to Zakvi with a violent wind and snow, and a pair of big claws were shrouded in a gust of wind and hail, like two clouds of yin wind mixed with several powerful lightning bolts rushing straight from the rolling clouds!

Zakvi's vicious wolf mouth roared against the raging wind and snow: "God's gift!"

The three hammer heads of the heavy flail emitted three dense dark yellow light wheels, and the black steel chain and thick handle were also smeared with a layer of palpitating dark yellow strange light. The power of the god Jenusu filled the entire weapon, turning it into a second-class demonic weapon in an instant. The steel plate was as fragile as mud in front of it!

Zakvi roared and pulled the heavy weapon, the strength of the ox, the tenacity of the bear, and the insight of the owl were instantly applied to his length, the bulging muscles became as solid as a rock, the whole body became thicker, the bones and sharp teeth were as hard as black steel, the ears became extremely sharp, and in an instant it heard the sounds of fighting and moaning that were obscured by the wind and snow all around, and it could even judge where these sounds were and how many people were injured.

The three chain hammers slammed into the big claws, and the "click" of the wood breaking was endless.

The sturdy ice armor on the big claws was shattered and scattered, and the dryad's arms softened, and the sturdy wooden claws were only cracked.

The tall Zakvi leaped to his feet, roaring and waving his chain flail in mid-air, and three heavy black iron spike hammers struck the "head" of the dryad like rolling stones from the sky. The Pious Weapon, Kopais's heavy scimitar, also slashed diagonally from the air, turning into more than a dozen silver rays of light and attacking the junction of the head and body of the Treant. The heavy blow is done in one go, and the other party is not given the slightest respite!

Ice chips splashed everywhere, and wood cracked sounded.

The two-and-a-half-height thick tree monster fell with a bang, its head shattered like mud. Like a "slender" headless elephant lying in the icy frost and snow.

Zakvi paused and took a closer look around. The Owl's insight rapidly expanded the range and clarity of his senses, piercing through the thick snow and into the distance.

The sky above him sent out a fluctuation of spells—someone was controlling the weather! Damn the snow was man-made! But who could control such a wide range of snow? Could it be the priests of the Plague God, the Sultan Tower? The bandits from the east are here?

The sounds of fighting around them quickly decreased, and the sound of broken bones and screams rang out everywhere - a giant beast was devouring its men!

Heavy footsteps sounded from the north, east, and west, the same as the sound of the thick tree monster running!

At this moment, the heavy snow suddenly became very weak, and the snowflakes in the sky became thin and thin in the blink of an eye, and the surroundings were clear.

Surrounded by stubby tree monsters more than two people tall, they all had huge claws, faces the size of elephants' heads, and a few stubby branches on top of their heads. Thirty thick dryads chased back and forth after the rrumbling gnolls, wielding their huge hook-like claws to cut through the emaciated bodies of a dozen gnolls. The leather armor was shattered like pieces of paper, and the body was broken like a scarecrow.

The huge claws tore off the head of the gnoll, threw it into the big mouth and chewed it loudly!

"Click, click" The white bones shattered crisply.

"Tick, tick" red blood flowed.

A dozen or so dark red headless corpses and large expanses of steaming red blood were particularly dazzling on the pure white snow.

Bloodthirsty dryads are eating delicious flesh and blood.

It was the flesh and blood of the gnolls.

On the northeast, west, and west, more than a dozen thick tree monsters purred in their mouths, their bodies surrounded by a great whirlwind, and thick ice armor attached to their bodies, as if ancient beasts were rushing towards it. They're not eating yet!

The wind and snow fell again.

Rayash's hard black chain hammer slammed into the head of the other gnoll, and under the man's angry gaze, he threw it to the rough tree monster that was chasing after him. These monsters are not something they can resist, and only by sacrificing their compatriots can they save their lives!

In the dense snowstorm, there were shouts and screams all around, but not in the south! It alertly bypassed the tree monsters that were slaughtering the gnolls, and ran south.

Sure enough, there are fewer monsters here! and they are slow. There wasn't even a single dryad in the vast clearing.

But a few dryads are moving in this direction, trying to form a complete encirclement and wipe out all the gnolls!

Taking advantage of the fact that their encirclement had not yet fully closed, Rayash quickly broke out of the encirclement.

A guy who was lucky enough to escape also escaped.

But, luck is short-lived.

A large group of human figures suddenly appeared in the blurred wind and snow.

Dressed in thick new leather armor and wielding axes, maces, swords and shields, and spears, they rushed towards this direction with loud shouts from a position where the wind and snow were blowing!

Led by a tall, lobster-clad human warrior who energetically wielded a two-handed sword three fingers wide and chest-high, shouting in the gale. With each shout, the humans became excited. Their countenances were distorted with excitement, and their eyes were impatient with greed—as if they had been their former selves.

It was the lingua franca, and Rayash understood it.

"Kill!" shouted the tall human warrior, "they have collapsed! Kill them! Victory is ours! Chop their flesh to pieces! Make it into dried meat and give it to each of you!" he shouted more and more excitedly: "I know some of you haven't eaten a piece of meat in half a year! Now the opportunity is at hand—whoever kills a gnolll will divide the flesh of his whole body! Two people will divide it equally if they kill a gnolle!And so on!"

He roared hoarsely: "Kill them, eat them, victory is ours, meat is ours!"

The humans howled with excitement: "Eat them! Eat them!"

They scrambled to run and shout frantically: "Victory is ours, meat is ours!"

In the bleak wind and snow, the two teams collided head-on.

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