Only the elder Druid and the jungle tree demon were not affected by the "earth thorns."

Elder Druid escaped this large-scale physical restraint because he was flying above the sky, and the beautiful tree demon was much more weird. As soon as the wattles of vines and roots that were wrapped up approached her, they inexplicably collapsed on their own. And she relied on the extraordinary agility far beyond ordinary people, and jumped on the turbulent soil gravel vertically, directly avoiding the fierce shock wave, so that she did not stay in place.

The tree demon is a beautiful species living in the depths of the jungle. Most natural spells can't work on them. Their high charm power can gain the favor of all creatures, thereby reducing their probability of being attacked, and even individuals with low willpower will be charmed and become their most loyal helpers.

The tree demon Agatha ran hard.

The long green poisoned spear of the whole body has been inserted into the rucksack behind her. Her slender and light green hands swayed a large group of green fluorescence, and one by one purification was swayed on the wattle that bound her companion. Where the purification technique flashes, the wattles impregnated with evil power are like frightened mimosa, shrinking back their tentacles and releasing the trapped druid.

As long as give her another five or six minutes of time, Agatha will be able to rescue all her partners with her superb magic talent and quick instinct.

But just as she put all her mind on understanding companionship, the swift and anxious words of the elder Druid in the sky stirred in her mind.

"Be careful ... avoid ..."

What are you careful about? What to avoid?

With inexplicable doubts, Agatha turned back blankly, and then suddenly found that a large black shadow had approached her, and Zheng Fu's fangs and claws flickering coldly flew at her.

Karu the Life Stealer.

Karu, who has been lurking in the body of the withered tree, watched the entire battle just now. It can be said that the most attractive thing among all the creatures in the field is this tree demon who jumps like a deer. Of course, the highest-ranking Druid elder may be more valuable, but the other party has been flying above the sky, and it is too difficult to catch him. Therefore, Karu can only lock his first attack target on this beautiful tree demon.

As for the natural charm that comes with the tree demon, for the undead creatures, the beautiful girl is not hesitant to throw a blind eye to the blind man and ignore it directly.

"what……"

Agatha screamed painfully, blood spattered on her back, buttocks, waist ribs, etc., her delicate and delicate body ran diagonally for a few steps, and finally stumbled to the ground.

The pain in the body is a trivial matter. As a fighting race, she is not so vulnerable. But somehow, the scary ghoul's crazy attack just now carried a vicious tearing and debilitating effect. She didn't notice one stroke at a time, and her original stiletto feet could no longer support the heavy body, and she lay prostrate and lying on the ground with blood.

And there was a delay in their work, and there was a storm in the field. A noisy and strange sound drowned everyone's ears.

Tide-like lickers emerged behind treetops, grass, boulders, and bushes. The dead white and ugly body occupied all the horizons in front of them. One by one, like the rolling waves, instantly covering all the green around.

"Hurry up and escape ..."

In spite of nothing more, Elder Druid, who had been soaring into the sky, transformed into a Socratic eagle that swooped down wildly. The huge gray-grey wings stretched to the extreme, and the wind blades and vortexes of countless violent swims formed a wind barrier, blocking the frontal position of the licking team.

The first seven or eight lickers just rushed into it, and they were rolled into the air by the violent and raging wind. When they fell again, the body had been cut by the dense wind blade. The body is not perfect. By this time, the Socrates eagle had thrust back into the group of lickers with a violent momentum, and all the living things scraped along the way were broken up by the hurricane knife array.

It is a pity that his choice is undoubtedly the clamshell. Looking down from the sky, the lickers who strangled him were only a small part of this white wave. Almost instantaneously, his raging wild storm was covered by the white figure rushing up, layered quickly on top of each other, until there was a roaring wild roar in the world.

"Ao ..."

The earth roared with violent violence was like a shock wave, directly exploding the huge flesh that drowned him. One of the most ferocious earth violent bears has roared out of it.

Sharp and gleaming fangs shining with cold light, a thick white heat wave erupted from the mouth of the fierce blood basin, and the short and hard bear hair roots on the huge and burly body erected ... this is just a head The ancient fierce beast that awakened suddenly was roaring to devour this world.

But the only picture of violation is that the nearly mad earth storm bear is covered with crisscross scratches and wounds, and bones are already visible in many places. And on his back, there were three or four lickers nailed on it, still biting and scratching.

Countless small blood fountains are spitting with every vigorous action of him, dyeing him into a blood bear in an instant!

"Elder ..."

A few young druids who had just escaped from difficulties were dazzled by this scene, and did not immediately turn around to escape, but instead mourned and urged to rush to rescue. This point undoubtedly caused the elders of Druid to burn all five.

"Hurry up ... I'll break it!"

The earth violent bear stood up, his palms were photographed again, and there was another trembling roar of the earth, again delaying the speed of the entire white wave. But with such rapid movements, the already dense wounds on his body had all cracked, and the splattered blood spring stained the surrounding land red.

"Hurry up ..."

It was an angry roar that roared out with life.

With tears in their eyes, several young druids turned around and fled into the jungle. Just before running for a few steps, each body twisted and wriggled, and the dark, dark animal hair magically grew out of the body, covering their trunk and limbs.

Almost in a blink of an eye, they transformed into a fast-moving night saber, one or two vertical jumps plunged into the depths of the jungle.

"Huh, did you think of leaving at this time? Leave it to me!" Stepping on the weeping shivering tree demon, the soul-eating Karoo stood upright, his eyes looking at the places where the druids disappeared, ugly A cruel smile appeared on his face.

In his perception, a team of undead mercenaries was already ambushing on the route of Druid's evacuation, waiting for them with breathlessness to fall into the trap.

With the existence of the withered tree people, the connection between this group of druids and the surrounding jungle was weakened to a minimum. In this case, none of these incoming Druid teams want to run away!

Karu thought bitterly.

...

The sudden start of this jungle war ended in an abrupt end.

Leading 700 licking eaters, 300 enchanting soul rider Karu, how could it be so active just for these dozen druids? After tidying up this group of troublemakers, the large-scale attacked cemetery troops rushed to a hidden Druid village 130 miles away without hesitation under the guidance of the fallen Druid.

The Druid squads gathered around recently recently launched attacks against the Windy City based on the base. Now that there is a fallen Druid leading party, how could Karoo spare the opportunity to directly attack the opponent's nest?

At present, the attack on the Windy City is mainly a spontaneous behavior organized temporarily by the surrounding Druid villages. Once they receive the strong assistance of the distant Druid organizations, it will be a hundred times troublesome to eradicate them.

As for the few high-level Druids and rare species of jungle tree demons captured in World War I, he was carefully sent back to the Windy City by the withered treemen. If you want to get some good things from the research mad witch corpses in the Undercity, you can only exchange these rare species that have never appeared. Presumably this female tree demon can get a good price, after all, this is the most cherished natural species, and it is still alive!

Withered and defensive, this withered treeman has a large area of ​​enemy control skills and is a good meat shield and midfielder, but after all, the speed is too slow and too slow. Take it to the enemy's nest, I am afraid that Karu has returned, and it may not be able to go to the place!

This may be the inevitable result of the pursuit of high-end arms.

While each high-end armament is powerful, it must also have all kinds of terrible defects that people cannot bear. Otherwise, the necropolis had already closed its doors and tried to hold back the soldiers. He Ku worked tirelessly to collect the blood of various species and turned into a variety of dazzling ghosts.

Which department of the necropolis is currently the most popular? Of course it is the corpse witch committee under the immortal council.

These skeleton shelves that have been dealing with corpses and flesh and blood for a whole day have opened an office in the magical area of ​​the dark city, which is specially customized for all kinds of strange and undead souls and puppets for customers who come to the door. I heard that among them, ghost maid, mummy housekeeper, and beautiful corpse puppets are the best-selling ones. As for the special breeds such as undead dogs, time-resolving parrots, zombie coolies, bone law laboratory administrators, etc., they also have everything.

Of these livelihoods, the Necropolis Institute where the necropolis occupies an orthodox position certainly looks down upon them, and it is too weak to refuse to undertake. The Institute of Undead, headed by Kel'Thuzad, mainly focused on the replacement of high- and medium-level arms in the Necropolis. It belongs to the official research institution sponsored by the owner of the cemetery.

As for the dragon witches who are second only to the masters of undead transformation, they put most of their energy into the promising high-end industry of the staff, and joined the think tank formed by the cemetery owners. Therefore, they do not have so much free time to study these "fancy" things.

Counting left and right, the huge market cake of the necropolis fell into the hands of a group of corpse witches. The corpse witch committee they established has been valued by many veteran members of the Immortal Council due to its good development status, and has become the top three large magic organizations in the group of undead casters.