The black insect tide continued to gush out.
These tiny and strange black insects clustered together and crazily piled up. The black insect pile slowly rose and soon formed a weird human figure that was constantly wriggling and twisting.
The face of this weird human figure was made up of thousands of wriggling black insects, forming an ugly and terrifying face of an insect man. The insect man raised his head and looked around. His cold gaze pierced through the dense green sea and landed on the tall platform in the distance.
67 elves …
1 Master Sword Dancer, 3 Sword Dancers …
3 Elven Archers …
1 Pegasus Knight in reserve …
2 Dryads that were not even a thousand years old …
Bliss opened his ugly, lotus petal-like mouth and let out a strange hiss unique to insects.
He had been closely monitoring the Rooseland Village for three days. He had investigated the number of elves and the strength of the guards. To be honest, this small elven village did not have the qualifications to defend against an insect army that had grown up.
However, the two Small Dryads in Rooseland Village made him a little cautious.
In the elven army, the most basic magical plants that could be activated were the so-called Treant Warriors. Dryads were the forms of Treant Warriors in their infancy.
If they were lucky enough to survive a thousand years and stabilize their form, they would have the honor of advancing into Treant Warriors with long vitality, thick skin, and the best defense and trapping ability.
The two little Dryads that had taken root in the Rooseland Village obviously had not reached the minimum threshold to advance into Treant Warriors, but if they were to really show their might, their lethality would be top-notch. Thus, Worm Lich Bliss had been circling around the village for three days, waiting for the most suitable opportunity to attack.
The time Bliss chose to attack was the only time of the day that the elves in the Rooseland Village gathered.
When all the elves had gathered on the platform, Worm Lich Bliss sneered. The insect hand that was formed from countless insects waved, and the attack began!
The beautiful elven village that had been peaceful just a moment ago had suddenly turned into a terrifying demonic realm that would make one's hair stand on end.
The grassy clearing in the forest began to swell up and down like the surface of the sea. As the ground cracked and the soil shattered, a terrifying swarm of black insects gushed out like a tide.
The black insects weren't big, but their numbers had reached an astonishing level.
They clustered together, and as soon as they drilled out of the ground, they converged into a terrifying sea of insects that surged towards the tall ancient trees in the center of the village.
The black sea of insects was still surging on the ground, and more insects had already overturned the surrounding tall trees. They climbed and crawled towards the target area. Along the way, the ground, tree trunks, branches, vine bridges … all the green leaves were nibbled clean.
Looking from afar, Rooseland Village looked like it had exploded into a few blobs of ink, and it was spreading and devouring all the greenery at an alarming rate.
The sound of a bug chewing on food might be very soft, but when tens of millions, hundreds of millions of bugs chewing on food gathered together, it formed a terrifying sound that made people want to cover their ears and not hear it. It reverberated throughout the entire Rutherland Village.
Soon, the strange situation in the village was discovered by some of the elves.
Following a series of heart-wrenching screams, the elves who were training rushed out of the tree hall and stared at the terrifying scene in front of them.
What … What is this?
Countless elves roared madly in their hearts …
However, the black sea of insects continued to move forward, devouring everything in their path. Soon, they surrounded the three tall ancient trees in the center of Rutherland Village. Even more insects crawled along the trunks, tree bridges, and vine ropes in a frenzy.
"Everyone, do not panic … This is a terrifying wave of insects driven by the wicked witch. Everyone, pick up your weapons. We must protect our homes with our lives … "
The ordinary elves looked at the dense sea of black insects in front of them. Not to mention fighting, they were so scared that their limbs turned into noodles. At this moment, the only ones who could remain calm were the archery instructor and the master sword dancer who were assigned to Rutherland Village.
As the two yelled and commanded, the terrified elves helped each other up the higher platform of the ancient tree, while the few sword dancers, elven archers and archers in the village gathered around them, forming a thin line of defense to stop the swarm of insects from advancing further up the ancient tree.
Below them, countless insects climbed up the trunk of the ancient tree, and further away, there was an endless sea of insects rushing over. Under the ancient tree, the insects had piled up more than a meter high, and they were still wriggling their way up.
Looking down from above, all the elves could not help but feel a chill from the depths of their hearts.
Just how many insects were there …
Sizzle …
A few consecutive enchanted explosive arrows drew beautiful arcs in the air and landed in the densest area of the swarm of insects.
Boom! Boom! Boom! The continuous explosions caused the sea of insects to billow in black smoke and splatter everywhere.
However, the empty space cleared by the explosive arrows only lasted for two or three seconds before it was overturned by the swarm of insects. As far as the eye could see, it was hard to see any signs of the swarm of insects decreasing or decreasing. Instead, it felt like the sea of insects was getting denser and denser, and the swarm was getting thicker and thicker.
A series of elven feathered arrows shot into the sea of insects. Most of them were ordinary arrows, and only a few were enchanted explosive arrows. These arrows, which were usually the most accurate and nimble of the elves, did not have any effect at this moment.
Apart from the explosive arrows that could cause "some" damage to the swarm of insects, the ordinary arrows were like pebbles thrown into a torrent. They were quickly swept away and disappeared without a trace.
As for the damage …
How many magic arrows could a remote elven village have in stock?!
After 12 explosive arrows were shot, the female archery instructor, who had a determined expression, also showed a bitter and despairing expression. Her beautiful and slender fingers were tightly holding onto the last magic explosive arrow, but she could not shoot it.
Where to shoot? What to shoot?
The tree in front of her was filled with the swarm of insects. Even if she did not aim, it was impossible to shoot with her eyes closed. But … Was it worth it to use such a precious explosive arrow to delay the swarm of insects?
Before today, she had never doubted her own strength and ability. She believed that with the elven longbow and magic explosive arrows in her hands, she could defeat any enemy and any opponent.
This was her confidence, and it was also the belief that the elves had persisted to this day.
But now … She was a little hesitant, a little confused, and a little indecisive!
For the first time, she drew her bow and nocked an arrow, but she did not know where she should shoot or whether she should shoot …
"Quick … Blow the tree flute …"
At such a crucial moment, the master swordsman was still more steady and calm.
Tree flute? Tree flute!
Hearing the shout, the archery instructor's eyes immediately lit up. She threw the bow and arrow in her hand to the assistant beside her and walked to the edge of the platform. She took out a strange green tree flute from her bosom and put it to her lips, intending to blow it.
"Be careful …"
"Quick, dodge …"
Suddenly, a few hurried shouts came from behind her.
The archery instructor was indeed an expert who had undergone strict combat training. She glanced around and immediately saw a few strange black figures pouncing towards her.
The archery instructor leaped up and dodged two strange green scythes that crossed each other. Her light toes quickly stepped on the surface of another pair of scythes that were slashing towards her, and with the little bit of force, she nimbly dodged.
In the air, she pulled out her protective dagger and crossed paths with the third black figure that was chasing after her.
With a shrill scream, the archery instructor's right arm was cut off at the shoulder, and a large amount of blood was sent flying. She barely managed to withstand the opponent's attack and somersaulted to the center of the platform. She crouched on the ground and used her remaining arm to brandish the dagger to protect herself.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh …
A series of elven arrows were shot, but after a series of crisp clanging sounds, the strange creatures on the opposite side used their terrifying scythe-like forelimbs to cut them down one by one.
Mantises!
The ones who sneaked up on the archery instructor turned out to be three strange mantises.
One of the main reasons why these mantises were strange was that they were a little too big.
If they stood upright, each of these mantises would be about 1.5 meters tall.
Such a large praying mantis was rare even in the Magical Illusion Forest, where there were many Magical Beasts!
Their bodies were pitch-black, and the surface of their bodies was covered with a layer of strange carapace with a metallic luster. On their backs were two pairs of translucent insect wings, one large and one small, and below their abdomen were three pairs of abnormally sharp arthropod legs. At the front of their semi-erect bodies was a pair of terrifying scythe-like forelimbs covered with sharp sawteeth.
Just now, these three strange mantises had relied on their swift movements and terrifying scythe-like forelimbs to sneak up on the archery instructor, and blocked the concentrated attacks of the elven archers.
"Where's your instigator? He dared to come and attack us, but doesn't he have the guts to come out and fight us? Let him come out … "The master swordsman waved his pair of swords and stood in front of his injured companion, shouting at the three approaching mantises.
Unfortunately, his provocation did not have any effect on these magic mantises.
The three demonic mantises flapped their thin wings wildly, and their flat and narrow bodies swooped down at high speed close to the ground. Their terrifying scythe-like forelimbs created a series of strange phantoms, and left a sharp sound of air tearing behind them.
Clang, clang, clang …
A series of metal explosions rang out. The master swordsman relied on his nimble body and airtight defense to barely resist the attacks of the three demonic mantises. However, the disparity in strength caused his body to tremble every time he tried to block.
Helpless, the master swordsman was forced to retreat, and the web between his thumb and forefinger that was holding his swords was torn.
Drops of blood spilled at his feet, and it was a ghastly sight.
With his cover, the archery instructor with a broken arm finally found time to blow the strange green tree flute.
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