The Orange Flame Ghost Slash is not only a weird attack method but difficult to prevent, but its destructive power and lethality are even more fierce and domineering.

The moment the blade cut into the tree, it cut off all the vitality of the entire ancient forest tree. Then blue flames radiated from the blade, wrapping the core soul. The blue flame is a very pure soul attack. The core soul in the green flame was wrapped in the blue fire, trembling and struggling wildly for a moment, and then burned to death.

The white eye that enslaved the core soul rotated twice in place and disappeared without a choice, and had no choice to fight Durand to the death. After all, this was just a wisp of energy left by Sellers. Although it was exquisite, it was insufficient.

At this point, this battle that only a moment has ended.

Durand, as the victorious side, did not show much pleasure or excitement. His expression was a little complicated. He quietly watched the tall ancient forest tree burning in front of him. It was not until the last ray of orange flame was extinguished that he sighed, muttered something in a low voice, then reached out to the air with a move, and a spherical ice and flame light cover slowly fell into his palm.

Durand thought, and the ice and fire cover in his hand disappeared silently, revealing the protected fruit. The fruit is about the size of a fist, with a flat shape, covered with a thin layer of silver peel on the surface, and the inside is crystal clear and tender green flesh that looks like liquid.

This is the fruit of the ancient tree of Forest, and it is also a seed - a seed that concerns whether the ancient tree can be reborn in the future!

Durand looked at the seeds of the ancient tree with one hand for a while, but could not see any strangeness. This seed was like other ordinary ancient tree fruits. It was beautiful, tempting, but nothing strange.

This made Durand wonder: "It wouldn't have failed... Could it be that I took action too early and the soul splitting didn't have time to enter the seed?"

Although ordinary ancient tree fruits are of great value, they are not what Durand wants, and they don’t look down on them in his vision. What he wants is the seeds that can regenerate trees.

Durand thought for a moment and was about to activate the power of insight, but at this moment, the seed finally showed a hint of distinction. When it spoke, its voice rang directly into Durand's mind: "Mr. Durand, thank you. Your combat plan was very successful."

This sound is very similar to the previous soul-dividing sound, but it is not very different in detail.

Durand was slightly surprised, frowned slightly with an unpredictable look, and asked, "What's going on? Are you the soul-dividing soul who talked to me before? The most powerful soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-dividing soul-

"Not exactly." Seed said: "Well, how do you say it... I should be considered a convergence of all soul divisions. The soul division we talked to you before is part of me and also a dominant part. After all, she is the most powerful of all soul divisions."

"So that's it." Durand nodded and said, "What should I call you?"

"There is no name for the soul splitting." Seed said quietly, his tone exudes complex emotions that are difficult to understand.

Durand smiled and said, "The core soul has been destroyed by me. You are no longer a soul-dividing person. You don't have to regard yourself as a soul-dividing person anymore, nor do you have to underestimate yourself. If possible, I hope you can re-plant and sprout in the future and become an ancient tree of forest again. By then, you will be the core soul!"

"But I'm not sure about rebirth."

"I know, but because of this, you need a new name." Durand said lightly: "You must first recognize yourself. Otherwise, you will never be able to revive again no matter what."

The seed was silent for a while. Then he moved his palm gently in Durand's palm and said, "...Nata, you can call me Nata, this is my new name."

"Nata?" Durand whispered several times and smiled, "Is there any special meaning?"

"In the ancient sayings that have been passed down from generation to generation by the Forest tribe, Nata is the Forest of Resurrection." Seed said.

"So that's the case, a good name!"

Durand laughed and then took the seeds close to his body. Oh no, it should be Nata now.

For Durand, if Nata is reborn, it will not only mean that a new ancient forest tree is as simple as a new ancient forest tree, but also the natural rules behind the life form that is comparable to the superior profession. The rules are the best boost for Durand to move forward on the semi-shen road.

In addition, the ancient forest tree also has quite good abilities in healing. Now Durand is at the peak of the Demigod Fire Realm, and he is only one step away from breaking through to the Bloodline Realm again. No one knows what will happen during the breakthrough. If there is another violent plane suppression like the last time, Durand has to make some preparations to save his life in advance.

But this is all for the future. At present, what Durand wants to do the most is to grab Sellers and twist his head off as a ball!

"Do you know where Sellers is?" Durand asked.

"That despicable Yonghui man has already left the royal court with the six clans." Nata suddenly became a little resentful. Thinking about it, she was the mother of the Forest Clan, but was enslaved and manipulated. Moreover, the Forest Clan she protected did not stand on her side, but chose to abandon and betray her.

"Have you left the royal court..." Durand sighed and asked again: "Which direction did you go?"

"It should have been out of the Western Gate." Nata said: "As far as I know, Sellers collected a group of seven-star hunters, and the number should be more than twenty. He wanted to take all the six clans of the royal court out of the ranch! Well, that... you don't seem surprised... do you already know?"

Durand smiled faintly.

In fact, after fighting with Syrus, Durand roughly guessed Syrus's plan and plans. A guy who had both Yonghui's gaze and the blessing of the Holy Spirit sneaked into the ranch and secretly captured so many seven-star hunters. What else could he have? Of course, he broke the magic crystal wall and took the aliens out of the ranch!

——Using Yonghui's staring at the slavery control, and then blessing the Holy Spirit, the seven-star hunters collectively raised to the eighth level. In this way, they basically have the conditions to tear the crystal wall from the inside.

If Durand had changed, he would have done so! Because once the plan was successful, the foundation stone of the Shepherd City, which relies on as a powerful existence and power, will be leveraged!

"Hmph, Yonghui is really a good plan." Durand smiled coldly.

It can be foreseen that once a large number of alien races successfully escape, the pasture will become virtual and the biggest bargaining chip used by the Pastor City to attract dark powerful people from all over the continent will no longer exist.

In this way, the strength of the Shepherd City may not be weakened in a short period of time, but over time, there will inevitably be fewer and fewer hunters coming to the Shepherd City. This will not only directly affect the influence of the Shepherd City on the mainland, but also seriously restrict its development. You must know that most of the high-end combat power in the current Shepherd system is absorbed from the hunter team. The reduction of hunters will directly lead to difficulties in selecting talents.

Nata also knew the pros and cons, and couldn't help but ask strangely: "Since you know everything, why are you not in a hurry at all?"

Durand shook his head and said, "The magic crystal wall is not so easy to tear apart. Indeed, the eighth-level strongman has initially possessed the attack power to destroy the magic crystal wall from the inside, but don't forget that the magic crystal wall can automatically heal. Even if a level eight-level strongman breaks the crystal wall, he will not have time to rush out before the gap heals itself. It is too difficult to bring so many tribesmen out of the ranch. More than twenty seven-star hunters? Humph, so what! If the magic crystal wall on the ranch is so easy to deal with, the Shepherd City is not the Shepherd City!"

Nata suddenly stopped talking.

At this time, Durand suddenly thought of something. While walking towards the western gate, he asked with interest: "Nata. I'm more curious. You seem to be on my side? This is a bit strange. Logically speaking, you should be the guardian of the Forest Clan. Don't you want the Forest Clan to be free again?"

Nata said without hesitation: "I don't believe in Yonghui."

After a pause, her voice exuded a strong resentment. She continued: "...and, I am not a guardian at all! Have you ever seen the guardians who were ruthlessly abandoned at critical moments? Humph. Those shameless traitors who only care about themselves!"

Durand shrugged and refused to comment.

The slightest sound of breaking through the air suddenly broke out.

Durand's face moved slightly, and when he turned his eyes, he saw a dull feather arrow shot at his left eye at a very tricky angle.

The length of the feather arrow is a bit shorter than that of ordinary arrows, and it seems to be specially made. It is not too fast, but it is surprisingly accurate. Moreover, the material of the arrow is a bit special. There is almost no sound when it passes through the air quickly, just like a faint shadow. Ordinary professionals may have to wait until the feather arrow enters within two meters of their body before they suddenly realize that they have been attacked, but it is too late.

Faced with this tricky arrow, Durand raised his arm, stretched out his hand, and gently pinched it. The feather arrow immediately stopped between his index finger and thumb.

On the arrow, there was a faint red that was undetectable, emitting a faint fragrance. The smell suddenly penetrated Durand's nose, making his mind sink, but it returned to normal in a blink of an eye.

This is poison.

In this pasture, archery is so accurate, tainted, secretive, and the arrows are accompanied by highly poisonous races. As far as Durand knows, there is only one: Night Elf.

More precisely, it is the Night Elf Warrior.

"Are you wrong? What day is today? What kind of cat and dog are really popping up!" Durand pinched the feather arrow with two fingers lightly, and a look of extreme depression and helplessness appeared on his face.

I don’t know when it started, a large number of figures appeared on the towering exterior walls around the Full Moon Court.

These figures appear to be silhouetted in the snow curtain, some high and some low, some strong and some thin.

Among them are figures with similar figures as humans, and tall people with an average height of more than two meters.

There are many big guys who are over four meters tall and look stronger than the Thunder Titan. There are also shorter men who are less than one meter four meters tall but are more solid than the musket dwarf.

These figures stood silently on the exterior wall, looking down at the Full Moon King Court from a high place.

Of course, considering the barrier of wind and snow, most people may not be able to see the scenery in the royal court clearly. Because of this, in this case, they can launch a sneak attack on Durand's left eye with bows and arrows. It has to be said that the archery skills of the person who just started to attack just now are really very clever.
Chapter completed!