There was a thunderous sound from the forest elf above his head, or a word of judgment. His tone was unruly and arrogant. From beginning to end, he did not take the human in front of him seriously. Even though it killed the giant wolf, it was still with him.
Like a giant wolf, in his eyes, the humans in front of him are nothing more than bigger bugs.
It would only be a matter of time before it was caught. If it weren't for the unresolved guy outside, it actually wouldn't mind playing a game of big bad wolf chasing the kid with him.
Woody listened to the ridicule, but he couldn't utter a single word. The gradually tightening vines made him unable to speak. The bones that had not healed for a long time were completely broken. At least he felt that his chest had been broken.
A piece of it collapsed. The only thing I was thankful for was that it didn't puncture the internal organs. I could see the red light and data flashing in the retina.
——"Strength to break free!...Succeeded in saving throw due to physical toughness effect!...Your body is affected by the crushing effect!."
——"Successfully immune to fatal judgment! Status changed to moderate injury, sternum broken."
——"You have suffered 25 points of bleeding damage, and you will be affected by the bleeding effect for the next half hour!"
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The blood volume is continuing to decrease. If this trend is followed, it may only take three minutes, let alone half an hour. Even if Cecil breaks through the fog barrier, he will only see a corpse with broken bones.
, when the time comes, maybe his body will still be hanging on the treetops of the forest elf like a rag doll.
However, he still lowered his head and did not look at the forest elf for a second. No matter how hard he tightened, the expanded force brought him squeezing pain. At most, he just groaned. This kind of human being who does not feel pain or scream and only reacts is obviously
This greatly reduced the interest of the forest elf who was originally very interested in playing with the prey he had obtained, and there was some doubt in his eyes.
No matter how hard you struggle, don’t you struggle?
Except for the strong breakaway feeling from the feedback inside his palm at first, he didn't notice any fluctuations.
Driven by instinct, the forest elf was obviously a little unhappy. Like a child who didn't ask for candy, he began to shake and shake. The new roots protruded from the edge of his palm and penetrated into his flesh and blood, sucking the food.
The blood in his body soon turned to blood red from the fresh roots with green buds.
But still nothing happened...
Originally, he was prepared to use the second wave of strengthened power to destroy the "bug" in front of him again, but for some reason, he felt a little boring, as if he was destroying a mute who couldn't feel pain or scream. There was no meaning at all.
No.
Forget it, end it!
This thought flashed through the mind of the forest spirit. At the same time, the two fingers in the palm of his hand quickly contracted the vines and turned into two sharp wooden thorns. Although he wanted to kill him, he naturally couldn't let this slightly disgusting one
The insect died too comfortably, so the forest elf chose to bleed it to death and hang it at the highest point, letting the entire forest in the valley witness its death.
However, when the wood thorn had just pierced his skin and was about to pierce his chest and hang it high up, the forest elf noticed that the human in front of him raised his head. The forest elf was suddenly startled, and his golden pupils turned pale.
His own colors bloomed in the mist, and there was no pleading or despair in his eyes. At most, there was pain caused by the frowning of his brows, but hidden in the pain was his perseverance and tenacity.
But his behavior at this time was completely opposite to what he saw. He slammed his chest into the wooden thorn that had just pierced his skin, as if he was deliberately seeking death, and the sharp wooden thorn was immediately embedded in his body.
A normal person would no longer be alive, but his eyes are still clear and bright, and even... more energetic.
——"Entering a state of serious injury."
——"Trigger expertise!"
——“Tenacious and unyielding!”
When the strength that had been weakened by the injury returned to this body and the pain turned into motivation, Woody knew that the opportunity he had been waiting for had finally arrived.
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Before the forest elf could get angry at the human in front of him for daring to look at him like this, he caught a glimpse of an immobile human body entangled with roots and vines from the corner of his eye. His exposed left hand had already grasped a hand at some point.
I have never seen a strange object that is longer and thicker than a dagger. Although I don't know what it is, but holding it in the palm of a human at this time, it must be a strange object or something that can work.
The forest elf did not dare to be careless, and quickly used the rhizome to seize the weapon in the human's hand, but the rhizome wrapped around the end of the artifact that looked like a half-cut cane, but it missed. The artifact in the human's hand turned out to be only a phantom, not a real entity.
Just when the forest elf was shocked that his attack failed.
The first sound that was enough to shake the mist wandering in the air erupted from human hands.
Before he had time to understand why things in human hands made such a loud noise, he felt his right hand loosen, and his huge body suddenly became unbalanced. He quickly adjusted the distance between his legs before regaining his balance.
, only then did he see a round hole the size of a human head suddenly appeared at the joint of his right hand. Apparently it was the blow just now that almost destroyed his hand, but fortunately, it was still able to transmit power even if it was shaky.
, hold tightly to the human being in front of you.
Damn it, even now I’m still thinking about escaping!
Despicable insect!
The angry forest elf felt an inexplicable insult.
Why don't you die obediently!
Still struggling!
Although the struggle is what he wants to see, this kind of unexpected and almost successful struggle will make his heart even more angry.
He increased his strength and planned to crush it to death in his hands and crush it into pieces.
But the next loud noise came one after another. This time, his right hand was completely loosened, and the power could not be transferred at all, because the half-human arm had already fallen to the ground. Looking at the wounds with clear burrs exploding,
For a moment, the forest elf was a little confused. He didn't know what actions the human made. He didn't even notice the spell fluctuations, and his elbow was completely broken off.
But stagnation is impossible. While it uses its remaining intact lower limbs to balance the center of gravity caused by the broken right hand, it does not forget to stretch out its intact left hand to grab Woody, who has broken his right hand. It wants to regain this
The ignorant human being was caught in its hands, but when it glanced at Woody's raised left hand, the half-cane-like object, it thought of the broken right hand and immediately slowed down for a moment. Apparently, the psychological shadow caused just now still existed.
Yes, it was this half-beat that allowed Woody, who barely struggled to free himself from the release of his right palm, to dodge the slower left palm.
Take advantage of this gap.
Woody pulled out the wooden thorn from his chest, pressed the wound with the palm of his hand, and poured in a mouthful of special-effect holy water.
After doing this, he rolled to the left to avoid the forest elf's left palm that was coming at him in a different move, and then sprinted forward to reach the joint where the forest elf's hand had been previously inserted, and held the hand in the pale hand.
In the mist, a slender curved sword still burning with flames stood out.
The feeling of a part of the body returning again, accompanied by air entering the lungs again, it would be false to say that it is uncomfortable.
But he didn't have much time to enjoy this hard-won freedom. He mobilized his body that had triggered "Indomitable" and returned to its full strength. His toes nimbly slid and rolled on the ground. The forest elf who had lost one arm was obviously not as flexible as before.
, whether it is attack or defense, the flaws are much larger than imagined.
Its angry eyes wanted to tear Woody into pieces, but it still couldn't contain its one-sided attitude.
It was clumsy after losing its left hand and could not resist Woody who once again grasped the hilt of the curved sword. With the dazzling luster of his sharp blade, he crazily targeted its lower limbs on the battlefield on the right side that he could not reach.
If it was just for fun, that would be fine, but what was attached to the curved sword was the flame that the forest elves were most afraid of.
It is like greedy termites. When enough of them accumulate, even majestic trees will eventually wither and rot inside.
Therefore, when sparks ignited in the lower limbs made of wood and intensified, the forest spirit could no longer maintain its dignity as the overlord of the forest in this valley, and let out a roar that could no longer be heard as arrogant and unruly.
, unwilling to be swallowed by the flames, he staggered forward a few steps, his joints froze, and he fell crashing onto the ground full of roots and branches. The splashed dust and flying debris were almost mixed with the mist.
And it itself, submerged in it, was like a fallen leaf returning to the soil, but the loss of control of its lower limbs did not affect its upper body. It still relied on its remaining palms to support its upper body, trying to get up again.
But will Woody give this a chance?
Naturally, he didn't care about the damage caused by the flames at this time. He directly used the burning branches to step on the unburned tree tumors in the flames. With the help of its fulcrum, he jumped up to the high bulge, leaving only one
His arms struggled to support the forest spirit's back, and the intertwined surface of branches and roots was not flat, but Woody still found the key to this trip, the location of the heart of wood.
The luster of the curved sword in his hand became even hotter. Under the high temperature, the tip of the sword almost burned with a moon-white light, which was clearly distinct from the crimson red of other parts. The feeling of steaming heat dispelled the coldness of the valley, and Woody held it in his hand.
The blade has never been touched with such force.
Hold the handle of the curved sword with both hands, and then stab down hard.
He almost sat on the ground.
And when his power penetrated the curved sword in his hand in a way that had never been done before, breaking through the energy barrier in the body of the forest elf that blocked all damage but could not block the flames, the body of the forest elf tried its best to support the upper body.
Unable to hold it up anymore, it merged with the dust again and turned into inconspicuous branches and debris crawling in the valley.
What was just right was that when the transparent white crystal-like thing was taken out, something flashed in the retina instantly.
The dazzling light blooming in the heart of the tree still failed to cover up the torrent of data.
——"The shadow ambush was launched successfully!"
——"The curved sword hits!...The vital attack is successful!"
——"The target's defense fails! The target enters the armor-piercing state!"
——"The sword skill causes 22 (+5) points of physical damage, 5 points of fire damage, and 1 point of thunder damage to the target... The total damage is 251 points."
——"The target (forest elf) is dead!"
——"Gain 2291 experience points."
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Seeing this, Woody couldn't hold on anymore. He leaned directly against the bone-white antlers of the forest elf with his curved sword on the spot, gasping for air, and drank the retort bottle containing the saint in one gulp.
All.
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The light mist gradually dissipated, and the distant outline of the valley came into view again. Cecil stopped turning the staff in his hand, and faced Carverman who was dealing with the creeping monsters that kept coming out of the mist to disturb them.
Take a look.
They all felt it, and the thing that obscured their perception disappeared.
Although she was angry about who the guy who had just blocked her was, no matter how important it was, she still had to check on Woody's condition first.
Under Cecil's mysterious spell, a powerful hurricane swept through the entire valley in an instant.
——"Wind-making technique!"
The small hurricane blew from one end to the other, not only blowing countless fallen leaves and broken weeds into the blue sky, but also dispersing the lingering fog.
The scene at the entrance to the valley bottom also came into view again.
When I regained my sight, the entrance to the valley was no longer the green grass, shallow grass, gurgling stream, and paradise that I had just seen, with birds singing and flowers fragrant. Instead, it was full of devastation, with large and small pits bulging in the land spread over thousands of meters.
In the area, the greenery has long been replaced by brown, black, and rhizomes of various colors. It is like a large-scale wasteland reclamation site. There are traces of the battle everywhere. There are not a single tree, but the messy roots and vines can cover most of the open space.
What kind of monster did he encounter?
Looking at the traces left on the ground, Cecil's heart sank, and his eyes became anxious at the same time, eagerly searching for traces of Woody in the ruins.
However, it didn’t take much effort. In the next second, Cecil found the core, because as long as you pay a little attention on the battlefield, you can see that the most eye-catching thing is the center with several gray wolf corpses scattered here and there.
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The place was filled with flames, and Cecil and Caverman rushed over. It was obviously a high-frequency area for battles.
Finally, when Cecil's vision climbed up a hillside-like root bush, he saw the young hunter leaning on the antlers, his eyes closed, and his clothes stained with blood.
His weapon was stuck on the head of a huge buck that was as big as his body. Even the most seasoned Caverman, who had hunting experience, couldn't help but be stunned.
"The deer-headed monster."
This is not easy to deal with, but judging from the current outcome, the child won.
This guy.
His eagle-like gaze had already noticed that Woody was not dead yet, but was just recuperating, so his face remained relatively calm. However, when he saw that the fallen creature was a huge deer-headed monster, he still couldn't help but express surprise.
.
This is not a simple monster. Even he can't guarantee that he can kill it.
But Cecil couldn't care much anymore, and quickly walked up to Woody. After confirming that his injury was no longer serious, he wiped the blood stains on his eyebrows with a little comfort.
"Don't worry, leave the rest to me!"
After listening to Cecil's words, Woody finally loosened the last tight string, feeling sleepy and his upper and lower eyelids began to collide impatiently.
After all, we can't count on him now. His injury is too serious. Although the holy water can heal him, it requires a treatment that is close to deep sleep.
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