"Grandfather, what did those elves do to make you so angry?"
Olaf really didn't understand why his grandfather suddenly became so angry. Although he was a little afraid of Toby in this state, his reason still told him that he must figure it out.
"It has nothing to do with you. Just do what you should do. Let us handle these parts and get ready to start work. The plan will not change because of those long-eared ultimatums, unless they can really directly remove the tree of life. Pull away the roots, but if they could do that, they wouldn’t come here to give us an ultimatum.”
Toby's eyes covered by his thick hair glanced at his grandson who was walking over, and he politely asked the other party not to care about what they were going to do, and just get ready to start work.
"But……"
Olaf hesitated and planned to say something.
"I'll let you operate that robotic arm, but do it well. If you accidentally make a mistake and some important part falls, I'll hang you on that arm for seven days."
Knowing Olaf's temperament very well, Toby directly threw the king bomb.
"Okay! Hehe, it's okay even if you're hanging on it!"
Sure enough, Olaf no longer pestered Toby, his eyes were shining, saliva almost flowed from the corners of his mouth, and the sense of anticipation directly covered all other emotions including doubts.
"Go on, do your best, and don't disgrace our Bronzebeard clan."
Punching Olaf on the back, Toby watched Olaf disappear from sight as he trotted towards the robotic arm console. He turned his head again and looked at one of the general managers here, Jenkins Iron Ax. piece.
"Can you tell me a solution?"
Jenkins scratched his thick and messy hair and said to Toby.
"The plan continues. Don't stop. I'm going to negotiate with those elves. I want to see what's going on with them. Why are they suddenly asking us to stop using the Tree of Life? It's inexplicable."
Toby put aside the rage that had overflowed in the short period of time from his mind, and became much calmer. As a very famous wise man among the dwarves, Toby formulated many details of the "Deep Digging Plan" , which is why Jenkins asked him what to do.
"I hope those long ears can understand something. If those long ears are as tough as what they said in the ultimatum, then I will let them know why Ironforge was set up at this border."
Toby walked to a room in this space, opened a box, and took out a sledgehammer inside. The bright silver coating on the surface was mithril that was several centimeters thick.
"Calm down, take out all these things, be careful not to conflict with them too much."
Jenkins glanced at the sledgehammer Toby took out, and his eyelids twitched. "Crush" is the name of this hammer. The demon-breaking properties of mithril and the fine gold filling inside are enough for this weapon to be used in strong enough hands. Everything in front of me was shattered.
"I haven't used this weapon for a long time, and it's time to get some exercise. It's not us who went too far this time, but those long-eared people. If we really want to fight, when have we dwarves ever been afraid?"
Toby said casually, put the hammer on his shoulder, took the ultimatum sent by the elf messenger, and headed towards the train outside. He was going to meet the elf messengers.
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Outside the elven capital Liaheim, in the Forest of Origin, a group of elven rangers were jumping between the branches of the trees and rushing towards a part of the forest.
"How far away!?"
"Can be there in five minutes!"
"I don't know if it's too late. It's too sudden. The state of those ancient war trees has begun to change. Even the vitality of the branches of life cannot calm them down. Hurry up and provide support."
"It just so happens that that group of rangers are experienced in dealing with the ancient trees of the riot war. There are not enough people. Now we are in trouble."
The elves were sprinting at high speed while communicating with each other, summarizing the messages sent by the animal messengers and analyzing the current situation.
"boom!"
There was a violent roar, and several trees suddenly flew into the sky in the distant forest. The soil and smoke billowed up, covering a large area and hiding the situation inside.
"hateful……"
This terrifyingly powerful attack was seen by these rangers. Their expressions became a little uglier, and the frequency of their steps also accelerated again.
"careful!"
The fastest running elf jumped lightly from the branches of a tree, stepped on the trunk to gain strength, changed direction and rushed towards the place of explosion at high speed.
But at the moment when he was stepping on a particularly tall and strong tree, an urgent reminder from his companion suddenly came from behind.
"brush!"
The sound of the air above his head being torn apart by extremely fast-moving objects reached his ears, and his heart tightened. He quickly recited the secret words of nature in his mouth, and green light appeared on his arms and pulled out from behind as quickly as possible. The short knife was thrown upward.
"Pfft!"
There was a sound of something being scratched, and the elf saw two sections of thorns cut off by the scimitar he threw passing by him very quickly, with green juice similar to blood flowing from the sections.
"Snapped!"
There was another muffled sound, much heavier than before. It was the sound of a blade cutting into a wooden object. The object that suddenly attacked him from above was hit, but it did not stop. The sound of breaking through the air in his ears did not stop. Stop.
"Caw!"
Looking up, a huge mouth full of sharp teeth came into view of the elf, and a roar accompanied by the smell of saliva was also heard at this time.
What rushed down from above was a strange creature. Its head was replaced by a huge flower. It had no eyes. It had a large mouth full of sharp teeth and a long and flexible tongue full of barbs. Swirling in it, saliva splashed out from the wide-open mouthparts, falling on the elf's face like rain.
It looks like a humanoid as a whole, with its body made of thick tangled vines, and its hands and feet made of several flexibly swinging thorns. The monster's "left and right hands" have been cut off by the scimitar thrown by the elf just now. , at this moment, it opened its mouth wide and bit the elf's head.
"Peng!"
The fist wrapped with green light was punched out by the elf and stuffed straight into the monster's mouth. The fist on the arm was scratched with fine blood marks by the sharp teeth and the barbs on the tongue. The green light erupted at the moment when the fist was completely swallowed by the mouth. .
A large number of chaotically growing vines and weeds grew explosively from the monster's mouth, suddenly opening the mouth that it tried to close and bite off the elf's arm. The secret language of nature: wild growth.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Several sharp sounds broke through the air. In this short period of time, the other companions of the elves had already drawn out the longbows behind their backs and shot arrows with added power.
Arrows with a faint green light pierced into the monster's body composed of vines one after another. The green light spread wantonly between the gaps in the vines on its body. As the green light became more dazzling, the monster's body quickly shriveled up. Go down.
The power of arrows not only comes from the energy attached to them, but also from the impact of the arrows themselves. Monsters are hit one after another by powerful arrows and are immediately rushed away.
The mouthpart that swallowed the elf's arm had no choice but to let the elf pull out the arm with the help of those wildly growing plants.
"Attention, there is more than one of these monsters here. They are surrounding us. Be careful not to be attacked by these guys whose aura is very similar to the forest itself. Their physical strength is not weak."
The first elves to be attacked crossed back to the middle of the elves' team and looked around cautiously.
Having experienced this kind of monster at close range, he is better able than his companions to capture the location of monsters that are the same or similar to this monster. They use their aura similar to that of the forest to avoid their perception, hiding in all directions...
"Shashasha..."
Along with the slight movement, there was also an obvious smell of blood. The rangers of the Elf Support Team formed a circle, paying full attention to the surrounding situation. Their full vigilance gradually affected the large number of people around them. Monster caught.
Monsters with huge flowers on their heads appeared from various places around, from between the tree crowns, in the soil, from the gaps between rocks, etc. Most of the monsters had blood and scraps of meat on their mouthparts and thorny limbs. The fragments looked like they had just slaughtered lives.
A small number of monsters were even more direct, dragging half a deer or wolf carcass that had not yet been eaten, and occasionally leaning down to tear off a bloody piece of meat with their mouthparts.
Or the prey is not dead yet, struggling wildly, but is bound by the monster's thorn limbs and unable to escape, and is devoured alive by the monster bite by bite until it dies completely.
"This group of plant life has never been seen before."
"There was absolutely no existence like this in the Forest of Origin before. It was caused by the recent mutation."
"This forest has become so strange. It is becoming more and more bloodthirsty. It's terrible..."
The elves, who were standing back to back in a circle and facing the crowd of monsters that were approaching, were communicating with each other, and their voices could not be more solemn.
They didn't take the forest becoming violent before too seriously, but the monsters they faced now made them completely feel that the forest was becoming strange and no longer what it once was.
"In this situation, we can no longer consider supporting the War Ancient Tree. Let's send the messenger back and notify other ranger groups to ask them to pay attention and support us if they are able."
An elf reminded the member of the team responsible for transmitting information. The other person nodded and opened a small bottle on his waist.
Inside was a bird with its wings curled up. It spoke the message that needed to be conveyed into the bottle. The bird immediately flapped its wings and soared into the sky very quickly, flying towards the direction of Liaheim, the capital of elves. go.
"puff!"
But just as the bird used to convey the message flew over the top of a tree, several slender "branches" pierced out from between the trees, piercing the flying bird at extremely fast speeds and killing it. It then dragged the body into the bushes.
"Damn..."
An elf gritted his teeth and said, the situation is even worse. Not only are there enemies in front of them, but there are also unknown existences lurking among the branches and leaves of those trees.
They all drew out the scimitars on their backs and abandoned their bows and arrows, which had limited damage to these plant-bodied monsters. The elves were ready to fight to the end.
…
"boom!"
The huge fist crashed down, and the exploding gravel and wind pressure knocked the evading elf aside, rolling and hitting the main trunk of the tree next to it.
"Ahem!"
The violent impact caused considerable damage to its internal organs and spine. Blood mixed with internal organ fragments spit out from the elf's mouth and sprinkled on the ground. The smell of blood surged up from his throat and nose, making him feel dizzy.
"Move, Sif!"
The anxious female call came from not far away, along with the continuous deafening loud noises. The rampaging ancient war tree was chasing her sister, and her sister was also part of their team that dealt with forest riots. The second member besides her.
The two sisters' team has rich experience in pacifying the ancient trees of rampaging war, so compared to the standard configuration of five other teams, they only have two people.
Originally, this time it was just a routine task to deal with the rampaging ancient war tree.
But when Sif shot the branches of the Tree of Life near the core of the ancient war tree that was killing animals in the Forest of Origin like crazy.
I thought that this would calm the opponent down as usual, but what I received was the second uninterrupted attack.
The unexpected attack caused Sif's legs to be hit by rock fragments ejected from the impact of the Ancient War Tree. The broken calf immediately slowed her movements. This was also the aftermath of another impact she had failed to avoid just now. s reason.
They have been in a stalemate here for a long time with this mutated ancient war tree that cannot be comforted and is running particularly violently. Its movements are much more flexible than other ancient war trees. They are surrounded by dangers and have limited support on the left and right, but the support they have called for long ago is here. The moment still hasn't arrived.
"Well, uh..."
Sif struggled to stand up from the ground. The severe pain and weakness in her calves and body made it extremely difficult for Sif to move.
Reluctantly holding on to the tree next to her and standing up, Sif looked towards her sister who helped her attract the attention of the ancient war tree.
The next moment, Sif's pupils shrank suddenly, and her sister nimbly walked through the woods, avoiding the fists of the ancient war tree again and again, but at a certain moment, she stopped.
The reason for the stagnation was the sudden and explosive growth of vines from the crown of the ancient war tree.
Those vines seemed to have been premeditated. The moment Sif's sister stepped on the fist of the ancient war tree and used the force to jump up, they suddenly shot out and grabbed Sif's sister overwhelmingly.
How could she have known that the Ancient War Tree had such an ability? A moment of relaxation coupled with the premeditated and extremely fast entanglement suddenly bound and entangled the elf who was leaping in the air and trying to dodge.
"Well, uh, let go of me!"
Sif's sister was struggling hard under the entanglement of the vines. However, although she was an intermediate-level formal knight, her profession was a ranger. Her lack of strength prevented her from breaking free from the entanglement of the vines.
And as it was entangled and locked by vines, the giant wooden hand of the ancient war tree stretched out, spread its five fingers, and grasped Sif's sister in its hand.
"no, do not want!"
Sif's eyes were splitting, she stretched her bow and arrow with all her strength, and shot the arrow wrapped in green light at the huge wooden fist holding her sister.
However, for the huge size of the ancient war tree, this arrow seemed too weak. The arrow penetrated into the fist of the ancient war tree, but did not attract the other party's attention.
The Ancient War Tree clenched its fingers little by little, squeezing the elf trapped inside with huge force.
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Violent and sharp screams came from the fist of the giant war tree, until they suddenly broke off at a certain moment. That was the last sound that Sister Sif made before she died.
Bright red and dazzling blood continued to flow out from between the fists of the ancient war tree, stimulating Sif's mind that was on the verge of collapse. The huge amount of blood made Sif clearly know that her sister had no hope of survival.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Holding her head, Sif let out a howl of collapse, as if she was experiencing the same pain as her sister before her death. The bow and arrow in her hand fell to the ground, her body was broken, and her spirit collapsed. She had lost the dual meaning of spirit and body. The power of resistance.
The ancient war tree raised its fist, which was still bleeding out, to the top of its head, letting the blood dye most of the entire tree crown red. It was tasting and enjoying the vitality it longed for.
The humanoid face carved on the tree trunk was dyed red by the blood flowing from the top, giving the originally kind and peaceful face of this ancient war tree an evil and ferocious illusion.
"Bang bang bang!"
The thick legs and feet made of roots struck the ground again and again, causing the surrounding forest to shake and sway with the advancement of the ancient war tree. The terrifying pressure gave an unimaginable deterrent to all surrounding creatures.
Seemingly realizing that Sif had completely lost her ability to resist, her movements became unhurried and slow, and she walked little by little towards the elf whose eyes were full of deathly silence and who was leaning on the trunk of the tree and kept making meaningless screams. Come.
Those vines that should never exist on the ancient war tree, but now inexplicably grew in its canopy, quickly extended out when they could reach Sif, pulling the elf up from the ground. Tangled tightly and pulled towards the ancient war tree.
The giant hand opened again and grasped Sif, who was tightly entangled by the vines but could no longer even struggle.
"Hoo, boom!"
Just when the giant hand of the ancient war tree was about to crush Sif into a puddle of flesh, a huge rock was thrown out from the nearby woods at a very fast speed, hitting the ancient war tree mercilessly. on the arm.
The earth element suddenly imploded, and the huge impact stunned the huge ancient war tree. The third-level spell: Hunk Que Boulder.
And at this moment of pause, a long knife turned into a stream of light, without any lag, and cut off all the vines that bound Sif without any difference from splitting the air, freeing her from the shackles of the ancient tree of war.
Then, a blurry figure rushed out followed by a long knife controlled by invisible force, grabbed Sif's collar, and carried her away from the ancient tree of war very quickly.
Before the Ancient War Tree could make any move, the figure had disappeared among the forest trees.
