In the next few days, the elven troops scattered in this mountain range continuously received news of the patrols being attacked by demons.
At first, the elves did not care. After all, their entire territory was being invaded by demon troops. Although they had successfully eliminated Demon Xeron and his troops, there were still two high-rank demons like him. One was Ignatius, and the other was Rashka. The elves' attention was now on these two demon troops, especially Ignatius's troops. They had already received news of Xeron's defeat, so they were stepping up their attacks on the elves. There were too many high-level demons in Ignatius's troops. The elves and Ignatius's troops had been fighting each other for the past few days, and no one had gained an advantage. The elves had no time to care about anything else, so they did not pay much attention to the attacks on the patrols.
However, they still strengthened their defenses. The number of patrols used for reconnaissance increased from the original twenty to forty. It was impossible to have more. The elves did not have that many troops. Not only were these patrols scouting around, but they also made attacking the attackers their mission goal.
However, strange things still happened. After strengthening their defenses, there were still situations where the patrols did not return.
The patrols of hundreds of people were divided into more than ten batches, but there were always one or two troops that did not return, and there was not even any news. After a long time, the elves finally became vigilant. They thought that another demon army might have appeared and was trying to break the encirclement to support Ignatius and Rashka's demon troops.
Therefore, the elves had no choice but to send a hero to lead the team in an attempt to find this demon army and then think of a way to defeat them.
The leader was a druid hero, but when he led the troops out, he found that this demon army had suddenly disappeared, and he could not find any trace of them at all.
Even after they found the locations of the missing patrols, they found that the positions of the missing troops were all over the place without any pattern. It was impossible to use the locations of the accidents to infer the enemy's movements.
Moreover, judging from the traces of battle at the scene of the accident, they seemed to have been attacked in an instant. It was very sudden. The corpses of the soldiers left at the scene were also very strange. Their expressions were very frightened, and their bones were broken inch by inch, almost to the extent of being crushed. Many of the corpses were already beyond recognition.
Even their weapons were the same. Not to mention the wooden bows and arrows, even the iron hammers used by the dwarves were twisted into fried dough twists.
It was impossible to imagine what these patrol soldiers had encountered, but it was certain that the enemy was terrifying!
The Druid hero also asked the forest, hoping to get some guidance. However, even the trees couldn't figure out the enemy's situation. They couldn't point out the enemy's movements at all.
In the end, there was really no other way. The elves could only shrink their forces and reduce the frequency of the patrols. Even if they were forced to need intelligence, they would merge the patrols, increase the number of patrols, and add in high-level troops. Some silver pegasus knights and unicorns also joined the ranks of the patrols.
… …
In the sky, Roy looked down and saw an elven patrol appear on the ground. When he found that there were many high-level troops, he could not help but sigh. He knew that his method of attacking the patrols to obtain souls would probably come to an end.
With Roy's current strength, he was not afraid of the silver pegasus knights and unicorns at all. But if he was surrounded by dozens of silver pegasus knights and unicorns, he would not be in a good position. Although he had Blink and it was impossible for them to catch him, if he could not eliminate these patrols, the elves would know that he was alone. They would remember that he was a demon who appeared on the battlefield where Xeron was killed and might send dragons to deal with him.
Therefore, Roy could only give up hunting for the time being. However, he had attacked many patrols during this time and obtained a lot of souls. It should be enough to make a beacon.
Most importantly, he had developed one of the abilities of the Dark-Dark Fruit, and that ability was the Dark Acupoint Path!
He spread the power of the Dark-Dark Fruit and released darkness to the surrounding ground. Everything within this range would be pulled into the darkness. After being pulled in, the powerful gravitational force inside the darkness would compress and crush people and objects. If one did not have the strength to resist this force, they would be crushed into pieces like the elven patrols.
Roy used this method to launch a surprise attack on the patrols. He swooped down from the sky and landed directly in the enemy's formation. Then he immediately opened the Dark Hole and sucked them in. This surprise attack made it so that the patrols could not even send out messenger pigeons. After these soldiers died, Roy released their corpses from the Dark Hole and left with their souls.
With this kind of movement method, even the forest would not be able to detect his movements …
However, Roy was not with the demon army after all. Facing so many enemies, he could only stop temporarily.
Therefore, Roy called out to Fat Tiger, who was flying beside him, and left with him.
Roy flew a long distance with Fat Tiger before finding a place to land. This place was still within the forest, and there was nothing he could do about it. Fortunately, it was far from the battlefield, so Roy felt that it was fine.
After stopping, Roy brought Fat Tiger to rest under a thick tree. This tree looked very old, but it was still lush and green. It had to be said that the protection of plants in the elven territory was really in place.
After stopping, Fat Tiger ran out to hunt wild boars. His favorite food recently was wild boars, and there were many wild boars in this forest, so Fat Tiger rarely returned empty-handed.
Roy leaned against the bottom of the tree, opened the system interface, and prepared to make the beacon.
He had hunted more than a dozen patrols and obtained almost four hundred souls. According to Roy's calculations, if this beacon did not have the ability to open a teleportation channel and only sent a signal to Roy for positioning reminders, it should be enough.
But, what should the beacon look like?
Just as Roy was about to make up his mind, he suddenly found the ground trembling!
At first, Roy thought it was an earthquake, but then he realized that the tremors were caused by the tree he was leaning against.
Roy immediately jumped up, turned around, and prepared to attack. He knew that the elves had existences like the Withered Tree Guards, and any tree might become an enemy.
However, what Roy did not expect was that a human face slowly formed on the thick trunk of this awakened tree. Combined with the wrinkled bark, this face looked especially old.
"Someone's coming again …" The ancient tree looked at Roy slowly. "Oh, I didn't expect it to be a demon …"
Roy did not say anything but looked at the ancient tree warily.
After the ancient tree finished speaking, it was silent for a while before saying, "Okay, it doesn't matter if it's a demon. The inheritance of knowledge is great, and there shouldn't be racial distinctions … So, demon, what question do you want to ask me?"
Looking at the expectant look on the ancient tree's face without the slightest intention of attacking, Roy could not help but relax and ask curiously, "Who are you? Or rather, what are you? "
"Me?" The ancient tree replied, "I don't know who I am … I don't have a name, but I'm a Sylanna's Ancient! Don't you know? "
"A … Sylanna's Ancient tree?!" Roy was surprised. He did not expect to encounter a Sylanna's Ancient tree here!
In the game, Sylanna's Ancient could allow visiting heroes to level up, but this was clearly the real world, and he did not know what use this Sylanna's Ancient had, so he asked, "You just said that I can ask you questions?"
"Yes, I'm a Sylanna's Ancient, the longest-living species. Over the long years, I know many things!" The ancient tree said in its old voice. "Every traveler passing by likes to ask me for help, hoping to use the knowledge I've accumulated to help them answer the doubts in their hearts. In return, they will talk to me about some of their experiences on the journey, allowing me to absorb new knowledge … Well, in fact, in my long life, I've met other demons like you, and they've talked to me about the world they live in — the Abyss! I'm also quite curious about your world … "
"Can I ask any question?" Roy asked.
"Yes, as long as it's knowledge I know, I'll tell you!" The Sylanna's Ancient said. "I just hope that you won't be like those demons I met in the past, always wanting to kill me after asking me questions …"
"But you're still alive. This means that those demons didn't succeed, right?" Roy asked.
"Of course. Knowledge is power!" The Sylanna's Ancient said in a proud tone. "Those stupid demons don't seem to know this."
Although the Sylanna's Ancient had mocked him with its cannons, Roy did not take it to heart. It was enough for him to know that this ancient tree seemed to be very powerful.
"Come on, ask me a question!" the Sylanna's Ancient said expectantly. "Similarly, I'm looking forward to your experiences on the journey."
What should I ask? Roy pondered, and at the same time, an idea sprang up in his mind.
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