This night was destined to be a little unstable. Many elves suddenly woke up from their sleep. Their perception, which was much more sensitive than humans, made them aware of the inexplicable gaze.
But when they stood up from the bed and looked in the direction where they felt something existed, they only saw an empty window sill and a bright, cloudless starry sky outside the window.
They were too sleepy to care about these things, so most of them chose to fall asleep.
A few elves with ranger experience walked out of the room cautiously, patrolled around the house, and finally returned to their rooms without finding anything, and went back to sleep with some doubts.
The twisted wood spirit, which was obviously acting blatantly but no one could see it, was just wandering around the place where the elves lived. Occasionally, a few elves that caught its attention would be looked at by it, but this ugly and twisted thing He did not take any other actions beyond observation towards any of the elves.
"Shashasha..."
The dense roots connected under the deformed head once again scratched the ground with the floating movement of the twisted wood spirit, making a slight sound. It gradually left the place where the elves lived, flew in the air, and jumped from a place on the giant tree. The platform flies towards the other.
No one noticed such a wooden head flying through the air. It moved like a ghost, and no one knew its purpose.
The roots once again touched the ground and made a sound, and the twisted wood spirit arrived at a new place where life lived. This was the group of houses prepared by the elves of Liaheim for those foreign races.
Without intending to cover up his whereabouts, he walked straight past the station guarded by the elf guards and entered directly between the groups of houses.
Pausing in place for a moment, it seemed to notice something that aroused its interest, turned its head, and floated towards that place.
It was a single-family cabin with a courtyard, similar to the house where Wang Yu and the others lived. The curtains were drawn from the inside. It was impossible to notice what was going on inside from the outside, but the twisted wood spirit had already sensed the vitality inside. The presence.
Just like what was done to the houses where the elves lived, the head flew to the window and suddenly pressed itself against it. The head hit the window with a loud noise. The glass was not broken, but the sound was louder than before. It's going to ring too much.
"Ah!?, who!"
A powerful question came from the room, followed by the sound of the floor being stepped on and the sound of mattresses and beds rubbing against each other. The people living inside were awakened by the sound of their heads hitting the glass.
"Tap tap tap..."
Footsteps hurriedly approached the window. The owner of the house walked towards the glass window that was still creaking from the force of his head squeezing with anger and confusion.
"Wow!"
The curtains were opened by a big green hand with some hair, revealing the appearance of the owner of the house. He was a tall and muscular adult orc with ferocious scars across his exposed chest and all over his upper body. It can be seen that this is an orc who has experienced many battles.
"Ah! What is it?"
The orc's rough voice sounded with surprise and confusion. The head that was leaning against the window and staring at the orc with its ugly and ferocious face really startled the orc who had experienced a lot.
"Quack, snap, snap!"
The glass finally burst at a certain moment after the head was squeezed hard for a long time, and the head suddenly crashed into the room, and the orc happened to be standing on its path.
"Well!"
The orc reacted quickly, frowned, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the wooden head that rushed in. Fighting energy was running in his body. His strength was not weak. A low-level formal knight, plus The orc's physique makes the head's speed slow enough for him.
"There is such a strange thing in Liaheim? It's so disgusting and twisted."
The orc brought the head of the wood spirit that was firmly grasped in his hand in front of him. Looking at this extremely ugly and disgusting face, a race as crude as the orc couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.
"Pasha, pasha..."
The head made a sound, attracting the attention of the orc who was holding it. The thin roots attached to the head were flapping the orc's hand that was holding it, spreading the roots up his arm.
"What do you want to do..."
The orc's face darkened, and he reached out with his other free hand, grabbed the roots wrapped around his arm and pulled hard, breaking the things that made him feel itchy from his body.
"Tick tick tick..."
Some liquid flowed down the orc's arm and fell to the ground drop by drop. An unspeakable fishy smell filled the orc's room.
"The smell of blood? Is there anything dangerous about this thing?"
The orc's nose moved, and their race's unique sensitivity to smells and blood allowed them to immediately identify what the liquid flowing out of the torn roots of the strange and ugly thing in front of them was, a mixture of blood and tree sap.
He didn't quite understand what it was, a mixture of living things and plants? He came to Liaheim to buy some things, but he didn't know that there was such a thing in Liaheim. He didn't think that such a twisted and ugly thing could be made by elves.
And something about this thing made him instinctively feel threatened. This thing's sudden intrusion and spying made the orcs feel that it came with malicious intentions.
"Kill it? It's better to lock it up and show it to the elves tomorrow."
The orc was a little confused. He didn't know how to deal with this thing. It was an unknown thing. It kept struggling in its hands, but the force was negligible to it. It didn't think it was a threat to him. Ability.
I don’t know if it was the failure of some elf druid when cultivating activated plants. It has seen some young elf druids making mistakes when cultivating their natural partners, causing those plants to become... It's weird.
But he had never seen anything as twisted and deformed as the wooden head in his hand that made people feel uncontrollably sick.
"Forget it, I don't have room to put this thing. I'm sorry if it is the work of an elf druid. Who asked you to create such a disgusting thing and let it escape."
The orc shook his head and stopped thinking, which he was not good at. He gradually increased the strength of his palms, and the head held by it was squeezed and deformed little by little under the gradually increasing force, making a sound that made people feel The crunch of teeth sore.
"Crunch, crunch, babble!"
At first, the sound this thing made was the normal sound that wood would make when it is pressed hard.
But as the entire head was completely crushed, the sound it made began to become extremely sharp and harsh, like the wail of a dying man. It was not very loud, but it made the orc feel like something was piercing his head. Some say It’s so uncomfortable not to leave.
"That's disgusting."
"Gah!"
The orc frowned and suddenly increased his strength, crushing the wooden head in his hand into a pile of rotten wood residue. A slightly viscous liquid that seemed to be mixed with blood and tree sap flowed out from between the orc's palms. Drops fell on the floor of the orc's room.
"..."
Looking at the remnants of the head between his palms with disgust, the orc shook his palms vigorously, throwing all the messy things to the ground, then leaned back on his bed and fell asleep again.
The orc is not a particular guy. He has been on the battlefield and fought for his life. He can sleep well on the battlefield, not to mention this little bit of dirt. He doesn't pay much attention to the disgusting and weak wood spirit. The orc is heavy. fell asleep.
However, it did not notice some changes that had occurred on its body. When it crushed the head into a pile of residue with strange mucus, some green light entered its body from its palm. This was A universal and special energy, life force.
Vitality cannot produce any substantial direct lethality, so many creatures cannot intuitively feel this kind of thing. Generally, only druids and some monsters can directly see this somewhat abstract existence.
Naturally, the orc had no way of knowing the vitality that entered its body. It neither sensed the magic power contained in the wood spirit nor the void energy of Dou Qi, so it naturally did not take any more precautions, but the danger had already come to it.
"Huhuhu..."
The sleeping orc's breathing suddenly began to become rapid, as if his body was tired and weak after strenuous exercise, and he had to gasp for breath to get enough oxygen for his body.
"Ahem..."
The orc coughed twice, and the "thick" sound in his throat told him that something similar to phlegm was stuck in his throat.
"Ho ho!"
The sound that sounded like when breathing was extremely labored after being stuck in phlegm kept ringing in the room. The orc's expression became more and more ferocious, breathing became more and more difficult for it, blue veins exploded on its forehead, and its complexion became more and more ferocious. Adding a hint of red to the green complexion.
"Uh-huh..."
His hands and feet began to wave unnaturally, as if he wanted to grab something, and he touched his chest. His fingers curled and unclenched without any strength, and slid down weakly as soon as they touched his body.
The orc was getting weaker and weaker, and even though he appeared to be so uncomfortable, he still frowned tightly, showing no sign of "waking up".
"Crunch, crunch..."
The sound of wood twisting and bending was heard. Something was squirming inside the orc's body, touching and bumping against his muscles and skin, causing several constantly moving bulges to appear on his body, moving grotesquely. .
"Kakaka..."
The sound continued to sound, not from the body of the orcs, but from the debris on the floor of the room thrown up after the orcs crushed their heads.
The wooden fragments that should have lost all signs of life began to move at this moment. The scattered fragments squirmed on the ground and approached each other, then stuck together, and were reassembled bit by bit.
At the same time, the abnormalities on the orc's body began to calm down. He no longer coughed or breathed hard, and his expression no longer looked ferocious...
The eyelids slowly relaxed due to the shrinkage of the internal things, revealing the orc's eyes that were gradually drying up. The pupils were dilated and bloodshot. Along with the coughing, the heartbeat and breathing stopped...
The orc is dead.
"Shashasha..."
The sound of roots rubbing against each other comes from the orc's body. The orc's body is shrinking, and the water and internal muscles are being eaten away and absorbed by something.
The originally tall and burly figure became thinner and thinner at this moment, until almost everything inside was eroded away, leaving only the outer skeleton and the skin attached to it.
Some small tentacles stained with blood poked their heads out from the open mouth of the orc corpse, shaking to explore the outside world. After careful observation, it was discovered that these blood-stained tentacles were not tentacles.
It is the same thing as the plant roots connected under the head, but it is much thicker now, and it is dyed red with blood, so it looks like tentacles made of flesh and blood.
These roots crawled out of the orc's mouth after shaking for a while. Without the roots that had previously filled the shriveled corpse, the orc's corpse collapsed completely, looking horrifying and weird.
These much thicker roots are entangled with each other, connected and intertwined like a knitted sweater, and gradually form a human shape. Because the total volume is not large, this human shape is only the size of a child, and it has no head.
The headless wooden body jumped off the bed the orc was leaning on, walked to the ground a few steps away, squatted down, picked up the things on the ground with his hands, and placed them on his headless shoulders. .
The twisted head that was crushed by the orcs before has recovered at this moment, and compared with the ugly and twisted appearance before, although it still gives people an abnormally twisted feeling at this moment, whether it is the deformed eyes or the squeezed The mouth and nose together look a little closer to normal people.
I don't know what allowed it to repair itself, but combined with the orc's body that was so shriveled that only the skeleton and skin remained, it always gave people the feeling that the head had usurped and swallowed all the orc's life force.
"Giggle..."
The mouth on the wooden head moved and made an unknown sound. It was unclear whether it was trying to speak or whether it was simply the sound caused by the friction of wood.
"Click, click"
A small part of the root system that makes up its body is used to firmly fix the head on the body it received and prevent it from falling.
Then, the head twisted in a circle and looked out the window. It sensed more things, all of which it needed. The wooden soles of its feet stepped on the ground and made a sound. It moved towards the house. Went out.
Walking among the houses inhabited by alien races, just like when it had only one head, the magic circles used to monitor small animals ignored it, and the roots of the proliferating tree of life did not respond in any way to it. , allowing this unknown entity that had just killed an orc to wander around.
Just like choosing its own products, it wanders among the houses. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, it will deliberately avoid those houses where lights are on or where nocturnal species are, just like itself. You can know what race lives inside.
Walking to the side of a house, it stopped. The small body sitting on the bed, but with a lot of vitality inside attracted its attention. It stood outside the house and stared at the house. wall.
"Click click click"
The hands with twisted roots gently touched the surface of the wooden house. As they moved, something under the house began to twist. Those were the branches of the giant tree to which the platform was attached. For some reason The branches of these giant trees will be affected by it.
Those moving branches pulled away the soil under the wooden house little by little, revealing a hole through which one could enter the wooden house. The twisted wood spirit immediately walked towards the hole and leaned down. , trying to enter the house from this pothole.
However, at the next moment, cracks were suddenly drawn in the space at several locations on the sides and top of the twisted wood spirit's body. Space cracks appeared in all directions. From these cracks, the tops of various swords were exposed, aiming at it, and then It shot out with a bang.
"Boom, snap, bang!"
With chaotic and noisy sounds, a large number of metal weapons were ejected from the space cracks that appeared on all sides of the twisted wood spirit's body, and suddenly pierced the twisted wood spirit's body, which seemed to be quite slow to react, and then continued to attack with unabated force. Deeply inserted into the ground.
The space cracks kept disappearing and reappearing, and various weapons, axes, swords, lances, and scimitars flew out from these space cracks, constantly attacking the twisted wood spirit.
In just ten seconds, while the surrounding ground was riddled with holes and tattered by these fired weapons, the twisted wood spirit's body, including its head, was almost destroyed by these weapons that began to violently collide with each other. Completely destroyed.
The cat with jet black fur appeared on the house at some point. An En, that "cat" with extremely strong space magic ability, was also the owner of the wooden house that the twisted wood spirit wanted to enter.
Staring indifferently at the twisted wood spirit that was cut into a pile of waste below, the black cat gently waved its palms twice, and two enchanted long swords burning with flames shot out from the new space cracks and inserted into the ground below.
The raging fire ignited in an instant, covering a large area below, which naturally included the twisted wood spirit that was cut into pieces.
The huge noise alerted the entire alien settlement and the elf guards. The lights of the houses turned on one after another, and the residents ran out of their houses, trying to know what was happening in the outside world.
The blazing fire quickly guided the direction of the approaching elf guards. They quickly rushed to the area and saw the black bird squatting on the roof, its bright reflecting eyes facing a certain direction. Mao Shi was stunned for a moment, and they recognized this rather famous cat, An En.
Ann raised his paw and pointed the direction to the somewhat confused guards. They looked at each other and the guards ran towards that direction. The house of the killed orc was there.
They rushed into the orc's house and saw that the orc was hollowed out, leaving only the skin and skeleton. The guards' faces looked very ugly, and a certain elf murmured in their mouths.
"Yes, life diversion?"
