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This is a strange sound wave that ordinary people can't detect.

As it swelled in the surrounding forest, the two tall old trees on the edge of Rutherland Village suddenly had a glimpse of motion.

what……

A long, strange and strange sound echoed in the woods. The two huge ancient trees of seven or eight meters suddenly shook their bodies, and a humanoid face appeared on the trunk of the wrinkled and dry.

"Yes...who...is...who...and...calling...wake up...I...you guys, can't you let me sleep for a while?" An old tree swayed With his body, he struggled to pull his roots out of the mud and muttered.

Its speed of speech began very slowly, and it seems that it has not fully recovered from the deep sleep. However, when it stood tall, the speed of speech finally returned to normal.

"Hey, this is the little bug that ran out of it... How could it be so much?"

The face that emerged from the middle of the trunk looked around and the two trees finally realized that it was not right.

What is this troublesome bug? This is a terrible insect disaster!

Two tall trees shook their bodies, shaking off the black worms that climbed up on their torso, and then lifted up the thick wooden legs entangled by countless roots and roots. Go on.

Hey.

Four dull wooden stakes slammed on the ground, and the thick legs covered with a circle of wooden textures trampled on countless insects. When the two trees lifted their feet again, the wide flat feet were covered with pattered purple black blood sauce and yellow stinking insect juice.

"The enemy...the enemy...to destroy the enemy..."

The two trees were roaring in anger, and struggling to attack the swarm while striding forward.

And the direction in which they are heading, it is the place where the tree flute sounds!

The worm Wubilis silently hid in the corner of the battlefield and used his strange complex eyes to look at everything that happened on the battlefield. If you add those eye worms that circling around the forest, the whole village of Rutherland is under his close surveillance.

As a witch, he has no other wizards who like to visit the scene and enjoy the low-level taste of boxing and meat. For him, everything in front of him is only the last struggle of the prey before being served on the plate.

He is enjoying a feast, and these are just his blood food!

He doesn't have to compete with a group of ‘food’ destined to be swallowed up to show his personal bravery, and the only thing he needs to do is wait...waiting for the food to be baked just right, then swallowed by him.

Looking at the two top standings, a tree of **** roads was found in the swarm, and the eyes of Bilis hidden in the shadow of the trees could not see the slightest anxiety and heartache. His purple compound eyes shimmer in the dark, and are commanding the insects in a way that is unique to the worm.

This road has led to the destruction of countless animals and Warcraft in two elf villages and magical forests. It was because of their nourishment of flesh and blood that Billis had pulled up this amazing number of aliens.

However, even at this moment, his men already have a terrible army of up to 150,000 insects, but he still has not reached his limit. With his current strength, even if he doubled the insect army in front of him, he can perfectly control them in his hands.

Where is the path of evolution of Worm?

Nobody knows.

Strengthening the ontology may be a means to transform him into a terrible fierce battle insect, with a battlefield and a happy killing. But doing so will also keep the ontology in the most dangerous situation. In the character of Billis, it is obviously not like to show up, not to care about any personal honour.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to choose the evolutionary path of strengthening the insects!

In this way, he can control more insects, and can also give some insects a strange fighting ability. And with the killing of the swarm, the owner of the swarm will become stronger even without knowing it. More importantly, due to the myriad of avatars, he almost became an undead.

As long as the swarm is still there, he will never die.

For Billis, this is actually the most attractive to him!

And such an evolutionary path undoubtedly best fits his personality.

As the owner of the swarm, these low-order insects will not wrinkle their brows even if they are damaged. The only thing that can touch his mind is the war worms with the ability to fight strangely.

The war worm evolved from the original black beetle to the later hedgehog, and then evolved from the hedgehog to the current demonized scorpion, and their attack power is also multiplied. On the platform of the tall tree hall in the distance, the three demons formed a battle squad, and they had already smashed the two high-end elves to kill them.

At this moment, I saw that two trees were also planning to enter the rescue elves, and the insects and the blinds were ordered to make orders.

Within the tall canopy of the old tree, a black lightning pulls up a long phantom, which is surrounded by the two trees from all angles.

The huge tide of insects is indeed a huge deterrent to the weak elves. But when they are faced with tall and straight, skin-thick and thick-blooded tree spirits, the madness of the insects is hard to cause fatal damage in a short period of time.

Therefore, the two trees are steadily moving toward the heavy steps of shaking the mountains. When they step on a **** pit toward the elves, on their bodies, countless swarms of insects rustle the bark.

However, the insects are also very heavy casualties under the counterattack of the tree!

The two trees that are striding forward suddenly stopped, lifted the face that had to be fluttered, and stared nervously at the black figure that quickly approached the road.

Unlike the worms that surround you, these strange war worms are the ones who can really bring terrible damage to them, so they are not nervous!

According to the division of the wizard world, the tree-man warrior in the fairy kingdom should belong to the first-order advanced strength, and the dead wood guard belongs to the second-order primary strength. As for the tree essence that has not yet been promoted, it belongs to the quasi-witch level.

It is difficult to truly reflect the true combat power of various strange creatures in the high magic world.

Take the trees in front of them, they are still in their infancy, and they do not cross the first threshold of life. However, measuring their overall strength, hanging the title of the quasi-witch, but can easily dry the next-stage 1st-order sword dancer or elf shooter.

Therefore, for these two trees, the worm Wubilis did not have any contempt and underestimation, and sent a number of up to 16 magical scorpions.

Enchanted one meter five body length in front of a huge tree of eight meters high like a bean sprout placed beside the potatoes, looks unremarkable. But these sixteen bean sprouts are full of fangs and the intimidating horror sickle.

Sixteen demonized into sixteen black lightning, around the two trees fine winding. Once they seize the opportunity, they will pounce on the back of the tree, which is difficult to be considered by the tree, and use the pair of jagged giant sickles forefoot to cut the wood chips from the tree skin and splash the sap.

The two trees were so sullen and sullen, and in the circle where they could not live, they waved the tough tree vines coiled around their bodies with wooden hands and tried to beat the black figure.

It is a pity that with their slow and clumsy movements, even if the insects and blood of the insects are splashed, the shells are scattered, and they can't hurt those who are devilized. And their random shots, but also leaked out more of their own.

Sixteen demonized scorpions are like a lantern, and they are surrounded by two trees, and they are rushed from time to time to cut a few times. Then wait until the other party raises the tree whip and then quickly flutters to escape their attack range.

Almost half a quarter of an hour's effort, the two tree trees are hard to hurt the tough tree armor has been scarred, everywhere are criss-cross scars, many of which have been cut through the tree armor, directly hurt the inside of the tree body.

A firm look on the rumpled face of the two trees lifted up the thick right ankle.

As the snoring sounded, the whole earth began to tremble slightly.

The tree growled in the sky, and under the urging of the enormous vitality of the body, the right foot, which was originally entangled by numerous roots and roots, was inserted into the soil and then re-converted into thousands of snake-like roots. Must, go and drill in all directions.

The next step, within 20 meters around the tree, the earth cracked, the soil rolled, and countless roots had to be explored from the ground, and all the living creatures on the ground were tightly bound.

These include countless insect swarms and three magic tricks that are too late to fly.

"Galul, go, take the elves away... give it to me!" The tree roared in anger and urged the companion to leave quickly.

Another tree with a sad face turned back and glanced at the companion who chose to make a sacrifice, and finally turned to the Elf Tree House.

Its head is unusually tall, and only needs to stretch out its arms over the old trees. The elves above can jump into the luxuriant canopy where the wooden whiskers are flying.

At this time, the black insects on the climbing have pushed the elves to the height of the canopy of the ancient trees. They were barely able to guard the last piece of pure land there.

Less than half an hour after the war, there are only twenty-seven elves left.

The rest are either demons and dragged into the insect tide, or fall down the old tree, and are swallowed by the insect tide without knowing where to go. In short, a lot of fierce!

So suddenly saw the tree to come to the rescue, they have climbed into the canopy of the tree, which escaped the tree of the elves that are about to be swallowed up by the black insects.

The only remaining tree was connected to the elf, waving the tree whip and his hands to drive the coiled enemies, and stalking the dense insects to the depths of the forest.

Behind its lonely figure, the tree that chose to stay behind has fallen silently.

All the way to kill and kill, all the way to kill, began to gradually extend toward the distance...