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The black insect tide is constantly spurting.

These tiny and weird black worms clustered together, madly piled up and gathered together, and the black worm pile slowly pulled up, and soon it bulged to form a weird human figure that constantly twitched and twisted.

And this weird humanoid face, tens of thousands of creeping black worms outline a ugly and horrible insect face. The worms raised their heads and looked around. Sen cold's gaze fell through the dense green ocean on the tall tree hall platform in the distance.

67 elves...

1 sword dancer master, 3 sword dancers...

3 elf shooters...

1 reserve horseman...

2 trees that are less than a thousand years old...

Billis cracked the ugly mouth of the lotus petal and gave off a strange singer of insect-like creatures.

This village of Rutherland has been closely watched by him for three days. The number of elves and the garrison power he possessed were more clearly investigated by him. Seriously speaking, this little elf village does not have the qualification to resist the growing army of insects.

However, the two small trees in the village of Rutherland have made him a bit of a rat!

In the army of the Elven Kingdom, the first level of activated magic plants is the so-called tree man warrior. The tree essence is the form of the tree man warrior in his early years.

If they are fortunate enough to survive the threshold of the millennium and make their form more stable, they will be honored to be promoted to a tree-man warrior with long vitality, thick skin, strong defense and difficult ability.

These two trees, rooted in the village of Rutherland, apparently have not yet reached the minimum threshold for the promotion of the tree-man warriors, but it is really necessary to launch Weilai, and the lethality is also a horror. Therefore, the insect witch Billis kept in the small village for three days, waiting for the most suitable attack opportunity.

The timing of the attack chosen by Billis was the only time in the day of the Rutherland village elves.

When all the elves were gathered on the tree hall platform, the worm Wubilis silently grinned, and the worms, which were condensed by countless insects, waved and the attack began!

The last moment was still peaceful and peaceful, and it was also a beautiful and elf village. The next moment, the sudden change of style suddenly became a terrible demon.

On the grassy ground of the original grass, the earth began to bulge like the sea. As the ground cracked and the soil shattered, the horrible black insect swarmed from the inside.

The black worms are not big, but the number has reached an amazing level.

They clustered together and as they burrowed out of the ground, they gathered into a terrible sea of ​​worms and rushed toward the tall trees in the center of the village.

The black sea of ​​insects is still on the ground, and more insects have already overturned the surrounding tall trees. They can climb along everything else and can follow the route to the target area. Along the way, the ground, trunks, branches, and vine bridges they passed through... all the green leaves were foraged.

Looking far away, Rutherland Village is like a burst of huge ink that is invading and consuming all the green at an alarming rate.

The snoring sound of a worm may be very small, but tens of millions and hundreds of millions of worms gather together, but it forms a terrible noise that is unpleasant to hear. The village of Serran is resounding.

Soon, the abnormalities in the village were discovered by some elves.

As the screaming screams of the heartbreaking lungs rang, the elves who were training rushed out of the tree hall, squinting at the terrible scene that happened in front of them.

This... What is this?

Countless elves roared wildly in the heart...

But the black sea of ​​insects is still firm and persistent, swallowing, and soon surrounded the three tall ancient trees in the center of Rutherland village. And more insects spread wildly along the trunks of the ancient trees, the tree bridges and the vines.

"Don't panic... This is a terrible worm driven by the evil witch. Everyone picks up the weapon, we must use our lives to defend our home..."

The ordinary elf saw the black sea of ​​insects in front of the eyes, not to mention the battle, that is, the hands and feet have been scared soft into noodles. At this time, the only one who was able to calm down was the archery instructor and swordsman master who was assigned to Rutherland Village.

Under the loud resentment and command of the two of them, the frightened ordinary elves supported each other and climbed to the higher level of the ancient tree platform, while the only swordsmen and elf shooters, bows and arrows in the village The hands were gathered on their side and clothed into a thin line of defense to prevent the sea of ​​insects from continuing to advance toward the heights of the old trees.

Numerous insects at the foot climbed up the trunk of the old tree, and there was a sea of ​​worms that could not be seen at the far end. Under the old trees, the worms have been piled up more than a meter high, and they are still rushing upwards.

Looking down from the top, all the elves couldn't help but reveal a chill from the depths of their hearts.

How many of these insects are there...

Oh...

A series of enchanting bursting arrows hang in graceful arcs in the densest areas of the swarm.

The continuous bursting sound of the cockroach sounded, the black smoke of the sea of ​​worms rolled, and the worms splashed.

However, there were only two or three fingers in the blank area cleared by the bursting arrow, and the swarm of swarms came over again. Looking at it, it is almost impossible to see any reduction or scarcity of the insect population. On the contrary, there is a growing intensive sea of ​​insects, and the insects are getting thicker and thicker.

A series of elf feather arrows sneak into the sea of ​​insects, most of them are ordinary feather arrows, only a handful of enchanted burst arrows. These feather arrows, which usually play the wizard's precision and dexterity, have not played any role at this moment.

In addition to the bursting arrow can bring ‘something’ damage to the insects, the ordinary elf feather arrow is like a small stone thrown into the rapids, and it is quickly taken by the other side.

As for the injury...

How many magic arrows can be stocked in a remote Elf Hill Village!

After the twelve bursting arrows were shot, the face of the female elf archery instructor with a firm and calm face also showed a bitter and desperate look. Her beautiful long fingers clung to the last magical bursting arrow, but it was difficult to shoot.

Where is the shot? What to shoot?

The trees in front of the trees are full of worms that are constantly squirming. Even if you don't have to aim, you can't shoot them with your eyes closed. But... is it worthwhile to use such a precious bursting arrow to delay the little time that the sea of ​​insects is extending upwards?

At any time before today, she never doubted her strength and ability. She believes that with her elf longbow and magic bursting arrows, she can defeat any enemy and defeat any opponent.

This is her self-confidence, and it is also the belief that the elves have continued to settle down to the present.

But now... she is hesitant, some confused and embarrassed!

For the first time, she opened the bow and put on the arrow, but she didn’t know where she should shoot, and whether she should shoot...

"Fast...* sing the tree flute..."

At the crucial moment, the master of the sword dancer is more calm and calmer.

Tree flute? Tree flute!

Hearing the shouts, the archery instructor immediately lit his eyes, and the bow in his hand was thrown to the assistant on the side of his body. He came to the edge of the tree hall platform and found a green strange tree flute from his arms. Blow it.

"Be careful……"

"Get away..."

Suddenly, a few quick shouts rang behind him.

The archery instructor is worthy of being a master of strict tactical combat training. When the eyes are swept away, he immediately discovers a few strange black figures that rush to her.

The archery instructor jumped up and escaped the two strange green sickles crossed by. Her light toes quickly stepped on the other pair of slashing blades, and with this little bit of flexibility, she evaded.

In the air, she pulled out the bodyguard dagger and staggered with the third black figure that was pursued.

Ah, screaming and screaming, the right arm of the archery instructor broke off and flew out with a big blood. And she barely supported the other side's attack, a head turned to the center of the platform, crouched on the ground, with a remaining arm waving a dagger to protect themselves.

Oh...

A series of elf feather arrows were shot intensively, but in a burst of squeaky sounds, several strange creatures were cut down with terrible sickle-shaped forelimbs.

Hey!

Opposite the sneak attack on the archery instructor is actually a three-headed encounter.

One of the main reasons why these are strange is that they are too big.

If you stand upright, these ones all have about one meter and five.

Such a big cockroach, even in the magical forest of Warcraft is very rare!

They are all black and black, and the surface of the body is a layer of strange shell with a metallic luster. Behind the big ones and two pairs of translucent insect wings, three pairs of sharp and abnormal arthropod legs in the lower abdomen, the front end of the semi-erect body hojo waving a pair of terrible sickle-shaped forelimbs covered with sharp sharp serrations.

Just now, these three different kinds of cockroaches were the archery instructors who attacked the forefoot with the swift shape and the horrible sickle, and blocked the intensive shooting of the elf archers.

"Your instigator? He dared to attack us. Didn't you have the courage to come out and fight us? Let him come out..." The sword dancer master waved a double knife and blocked it in front of the injured companion. Three screaming screaming screaming.

Unfortunately, his radical method is not useful for these magical tricks.

The three demonized thin wings stunned, and the flat, narrow body swooped up against the ground at high speed. The terrible sickle-shaped forelimb brought a series of strange phantoms and left a tearing air behind them. Sharp and empty.

Oh...

A series of metal blasting sounds intensively, and the sword dancer masters slammed the three enchanted attacks with their flexible body shape and impenetrable blockage. But the gap in strength makes him tremble every time he blocks.

In desperation, the master of the sword dancer was forced to retreat by the other side, and the tiger's mouth with the knife had collapsed.

Drops of blood spilled down the foot, and it was shocking.

With his cover, the broken arm archer instructor finally freed up the time to blew the strange tree flute.

A strange sound wave that is difficult for many people to detect begins to reverberate in the forest, and continues to spread to distant places...