It was a strange sound wave that was difficult for ordinary people to detect.
As it reverberated in the surrounding forest, the two ancient trees at the edge of Rooseland Village suddenly moved.
"Ah …"
A long, old, strange sound echoed in the forest. The two ancient trees that were seven to eight meters tall suddenly shook their bodies, and a humanoid face appeared on their withered trunks.
"Who … Who … Who … Woke … Me … You little elves, can't you let me sleep a little longer?" One of the ancient trees shook its body, pulling its roots out of the soil with difficulty as it muttered.
It spoke very slowly at first, as if it had not completely woken up from its deep slumber. However, when it stood up high, the speed of its speech returned to normal.
"Eh, where did these little bugs come from … Why are there so many of them?"
The two Dryads looked around with the face that appeared on the trunks, and finally realized that something was wrong.
How was this a troublesome little bug … This was simply a terrible bug disaster!
The two tall Dryads shook their bodies, shaking off the black insects that were crawling all over their trunks. Then, they raised their thick wooden legs that were made from countless tree roots and tendrils, and stomped down fiercely.
"Dong dong dong dong."
Four dull sounds of wooden stakes smashing into the ground could be heard, and the thick wooden legs that were covered with circles of wooden veins stomped countless bugs to death. When the two Dryads raised their legs again, their wide and flat feet were covered in purplish black blood and stinking bug juice.
"Enemy … Enemy … Destroy the enemy …"
The two Dryads roared angrily, taking large strides forward while attacking the swarm of bugs with all their might.
The direction they were heading towards was where the tree flute sounded!
Bug Lich Bliss hid quietly in a corner of the battlefield, using his strange compound eyes to observe everything that was happening on the battlefield from afar. Together with the Eye Bugs that were circling around the forest, the entire area within a five-mile radius of Rooseland Village was under his strict surveillance.
As a Bug Lich, he did not have the low-class hobby of being on the battlefield and enjoying the thrill of punching flesh like other wizards. To him, everything in front of him was just the final struggle of his prey before they were served on his plate.
He was enjoying a gluttonous feast, and these were just his food!
There was no need for him to compete with a group of 'food' that was destined to be devoured just to show off his bravery. The only thing he needed to do was to wait … wait for the food to be roasted just right before he swallowed it in one gulp.
Looking at the two towering Tree Spirits carving out a bloody path among the swarm of insects, Bliss's insect head hidden in the shadows of the forest did not show any signs of anxiety or heartache. His purple compound eyes flickered in the darkness as he used the insectoid's unique method to control the insect swarm.
Along the way, he had already destroyed two elven villages and countless animals and magical beasts in the Illusory Magic Forest. It was by relying on the nourishment of their flesh and blood that Blitz was able to pull up this frightening insect army.
However, even at this moment, when he had a terrifying insect army of up to 150,000 insects, he still hadn't reached his limit. With his current strength, even if he doubled the size of the insect army in front of him, he would still be able to control them perfectly.
What was the evolutionary path of a Bug Lich?
Nobody knew.
Strengthening his body might be a method that could allow him to transform into a fearsome and ferocious insect, allowing him to roam the battlefield and enjoy the joy of killing wantonly. However, doing so would put his body in the most dangerous situation at all times. With Bliss's personality, it was obvious that he did not like to show his face in public, nor did he care about any personal honor or disgrace.
Hence, he did not hesitate to choose the evolutionary path of strengthening the insect swarm!
That way, he would be able to control more insect swarms and bestow strange combat abilities to some of them. Moreover, as the insect swarm slaughtered and evolved, he, as the master of the insect swarm, would unknowingly become stronger. More importantly, due to his countless clones, he was almost immortal.
As long as the insect swarm was around, he would never die.
To Bliss, this was what attracted him the most!
Such an evolutionary path was undoubtedly the most suitable for his personality.
As the master of the insect swarm, he would not frown no matter how many of these low-level insects were killed. The only thing that could affect his attention was the battle insects with strange combat abilities.
The battle insects evolved from the black beetles to the Thorn Scorpions, and then from the Thorn Scorpions to the current Demonic Mantises. Their attack power was also multiplied. On the tall platform in the treehouse, three Demonic Mantises formed a combat team and had already chased the two high-grade elves into a sorry state. Their lives were hanging by a thread.
Seeing that the two Tree Spirits were planning to enter the fray to save the elves, Bug Lich Blitz secretly gave an order.
Within the canopy of the tall ancient tree, streaks of black lightning formed a long series of afterimages, surrounding the two Tree Spirits from all angles.
The massive swarm of insects was indeed a huge deterrent to the elves who had frail bodies. However, they were up against the tall and sturdy Tree Spirits. The insect swarm's frenzied gnawing could not deal any fatal damage to them in a short period of time.
Therefore, when the two treants trudged towards the elves with heavy steps that shook the earth and mountains, leaving behind a bloody hole with each step, countless insects that swarmed up to their bodies were gnawing on their tough tree barks, making a rustling sound.
However, the insect swarm also suffered heavy casualties from the Tree Spirits' counterattack!
The two Tree Spirits that were taking large strides forward suddenly stopped. They lifted their fluttering faces and stared nervously at the black silhouettes that were rapidly approaching them.
Unlike the insect swarm around them, these strange battle insects were the ones that could truly cause them terrifying damage. Hence, they could not help but be nervous!
According to the classification of creatures in the Magus World, the Tree Warriors of the Elven Kingdom should be at the high-grade of Grade 1, while the Withered Tree Guards were at the beginner grade of Grade 2. As for the Tree Spirits that had yet to advance, they were at the quasi-wizard level.
However, such a one-size-fits-all classification could not truly reflect the true combat abilities of the various strange creatures in the high-magic world.
Take the Tree Spirits in front of them for example. They were still in their infancy stages and had yet to cross the first barrier of their lives. However, judging from their overall strength, they could easily take down a small group of Grade 1 Sword Dancers or Elven Archers even with the title of quasi-wizard.
Therefore, the Insect Witch, Bliss, did not underestimate the two Dryads at all. He sent out a total of 16 Demonized Mantises right off the bat.
The 1.5 meter long body of the demonic mantis was like a bean sprout placed next to a potato in front of the 8 meters tall Dryad. It looked inconspicuous. However, these sixteen bean sprouts all had sharp fangs, as well as terrifying sickles that struck fear in the hearts of people.
The 16 demonic mantises turned into 16 streaks of black lightning, circling around the two Tree Spirits. Once they found an opportunity, they would pounce on the Tree Spirits from behind, using their huge sawtooth scythes to chop off the Tree Spirits' outer skin. Wood splinters flew everywhere and sap splattered everywhere.
The two treants let out muffled groans as they spun in circles. They waved the tough vines coiled around their bodies with their big wooden hands, trying their best to whip those black figures.
Unfortunately, with their slow and clumsy movements, they could not harm the demonic mantises at all even if they whipped the swarm of insects until their blood splattered and their carapaces scattered. Moreover, their random attacks revealed even more of their weak points.
The 16 demonic mantises circled around the two Tree Spirits like a revolving lantern, pouncing on them from time to time to hack at them. Then, when the Tree Spirits raised their tree whips, they would quickly flap their wings and escape from their attack range.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the tough tree shells of the two Tree Spirits, which were almost indestructible by swords and sabers, were already riddled with scars. There were terrifying crisscrossing scratches everywhere, and many of them had already cut through the tree shells, directly injuring the insides of the Tree Spirits.
One of the two Tree Spirits had a determined expression on its wrinkled face. It raised its thick right foot and stomped down fiercely.
Following a dull thud, the entire ground began to tremble slightly.
The Tree Spirit roared towards the sky. Under the urging of the huge life force in its body, its right foot, which was originally formed from countless intertwining roots and hairs, plunged into the soil. Then, it turned into thousands of snake-like roots again, burrowing in all directions.
In the next moment, the ground within 20 meters of the Tree Spirit cracked and the soil tumbled. Countless roots reached out from the ground and tightly bound all the living things on the ground.
This included an uncountable swarm of insects and three magic mantises that could not fly in time.
"Galur, go and bring the elves away … Leave this place to me!" The Tree Spirit roared angrily, urging its companion to leave quickly.
The other Tree Spirit looked back at its companion that had chosen to sacrifice itself with a sorrowful expression. Finally, it turned around and walked towards the elven treehouse.
It was abnormally tall. As long as it stretched out its arms and placed them on the ancient tree, the elves on it would be able to jump into the lush treetop with its fluttering branches.
At this moment, the black swarm of insects had already forced the elves to the treetop of the Ancient Tree of Survival. There, they were barely holding on to the last piece of pure land.
In less than half an hour since the start of the battle, there were only slightly more than 20 elves left out of the 67.
The rest were either dragged into the swarm of insects by the demonic mantises, or lost their footing and fell off the ancient tree, swallowed by the swarm of insects. In short, all of them were doomed!
Hence, when they saw the Tree Spirit coming to their rescue, they all leaped and climbed into the treetop of the Tree Spirit, escaping from the Ancient Tree of Survival that was about to be swallowed by the black swarm of insects.
After receiving the elves, the only remaining Tree Spirit waved its tree whip and its hands to drive away the entangled demonic mantises. It waded through the densely packed swarm of insects and trudged towards the depths of the forest with great difficulty.
Behind its lonely figure, the Tree Spirit that chose to stay behind had already fallen silently.
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