When he woke up from his dream, he found an alliance contract in the palm of his hand. Surdak picked up the dark golden magic scroll. The dark pattern on the back of the scroll turned out to be that of a man who was imprisoned in a well.
goddess, she raised her hands in the air, trying to get out of the well.
Suldak wiped his face with both hands, and then recalled all the details in the dream. Although he was completely awake, he still felt a little incredible.
Selena, who was lying next to him, also opened her eyes at this time. Although her eyes revealed endless fatigue, there was a faint smile on her lips.
After she sat up, she hugged Suldak's neck from behind and rested her chin on his strong shoulders.
Suldak held Selena's hand, then closed his eyes and thought about the scene in his dream.
He never thought that this World Tree would be held hostage by the Ghost-striped Ant Queen. The climate changes in the Dark Worm Valley were all caused by a drop of life essence left by the previous World Tree. Although this drop of life essence released
The vitality is so strong that everything in the valley will grow in the harsh winter, and it allows the ghost-striped soldier ants to have a good living environment. However, more of this World Tree seedling is for itself. It needs to grow quickly and strengthen its own strength.
The brutal battle at the entrance of the cave continues, and many brave warriors still fall on the battlefield every day.
The Lord's Army's military camp merit list has been updated with the third batch of prizes for merit exchange. This time, the top ten on the merit list are almost all magic pattern structures.
As long as the first-level warriors in the lord army have no idea about the magic pattern structure, they will risk their lives for the magic pattern structure that can be passed down to their families.
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As for this ghost-striped ant, it has been dormant deep in the cave of the Dark Worm Valley for those days. You arranged eleven ghost-striped male ants to guard the roots of the World Tree seedlings, but you still feel that it is far enough, so you continue to mobilize
The ghost-patterned male ants outside the bodyguard group around it are lurking in several holes. As long as the World Tree seedling does not behave peacefully, and the ghost-patterned ants give the order, those ghost-patterned male ants will pity them.
At all costs, bite off the roots of the World Tree seedlings...
Yan Qian sent out a small number of ghost-patterned soldier ants, but they were always able to break through the Lord's army's defense line, which made Yan Qian a little annoyed.
There were even fewer soldier ants surrounding the cave. They were almost pressing their heads against the buttocks of their companions behind them, and they were desperately rushing out of the cave.
It's a pity that the entrance of the cave is always guarded by two weak men of rank seven who are as solid as rocks. In the battle between us and a group of construct knights, those ghost-patterned soldier ants have no advantage at all.
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On the other hand, what surprised the lords outside Wilkes City was that Longyue Hulk actually allowed the southern tribes to retreat into the Invercargill Forest through the Shaodan Canyon, and in the copper mine.
On the other side, the aborigines of the southern tribes received sufficient supplies, and all the elders, children and men stayed behind. Only the elders outside the tribe continued their journey north with the young warriors.
The believers of Son of Nature passed through the small rift valley very slowly. We finally saw the sacred mountain in our hearts at the Qiaotou camp. Before crossing the chain bridge, several people knelt in the ice and snow, looking at the snow-capped sacred mountain with their hands.
Stretch flat on the back of the chest, and then finish praying silently in front of the chest.
There are nearly 800,000 followers of Son of Nature, and there are at least eleven indigenous warriors who have crossed the chain bridge and set foot on that battlefield.
The merchant corps accompanying the lord's army finally felt the huge frontline pressure. Who would have thought that Lord Surdak would actually send an order ten days later that the merchant corps accompanying the army needed to provide food and cold-proof clothing to the aboriginal warriors.
The number of cold-proof supplies stored in the Tiesuoqiao camp is only a few tens of thousands, and those are all spare supplies prepared for the lord's army.
Now, the sudden influx of such aboriginal warriors immediately made the merchants accompanying the army confused. Only when they saw Lord Suldak delivering boxes of magic crystals to the chain bridge camp ahead, did the merchants understand deeply.
It is such a joy to make money without money.
And those tribal elders wearing colorful bird feathers did not stop at the Iron Chain Bridge camp. Before we obtained the first batch of emergency supplies, we led a group of the most elite warriors across the poisonous fog swamp overnight and headed towards the place in our hearts.
The sacred mountain in the mountain recedes.
When we boarded the stone arch bridge across the lake, the tribal elders with deep wrinkles on their faces knelt under the bridge deck, pressed their foreheads against the bridge deck, and murmured loudly that only the indigenous people could understand.
's prayer.
A small group of soldiers in front of us also knelt under the bridge, following the tribal elders in reciting these prayers.
The action of the tribal aborigines immediately paralyzed traffic on the Stone Arch Bridge for a whole day.
The adventure group Alliance Army located at the foot of the mountain on the other side of the stone arch bridge looked at the tens of thousands of southern tribes natives pouring under the stone arch bridge, and they all stopped their weapons in surprise.
No one would have thought that those tribal aboriginal warriors would actually be the reinforcements of Lord Surdak. At that time, tens of thousands of tribal aboriginal warriors suddenly rushed to the battlefield at the foot of the mountain. The warriors in the adventure group even seemed to be at a loss.
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Then we saw those tribal aboriginal warriors retreating towards the east side of the giant mountain. When we saw so few reinforcements arriving on the battlefield, the excitement that surged out of our hearts was simply indescribable. Very few adventure groups
Even in the recent tough battle, we all had ideas for improvement, but now our left hand holding the hilt of the sword is consciously tightening.
There is no emotion outside my heart that I want to vent inside, just standing there and roaring and shouting softly.
We are even more convinced that Lord Surdak will fail in the plane war with the ghostly red ants, and we will also get a share of that plane war...
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Nearly a dozen elders from the southern tribes arrived at the cave where the Lord Army was stationed. Surdak was standing by the pontoon at the side entrance of the cave waiting for us. Those tribal elders were all dressed in colorful feathers and bark.
When they saw Surdak, they all saluted me.
"Lord Surdak, you were summoned by the Son of Nature and rushed there day and night. Now your group of tribal warriors are willing to accept your command!" An elder with skin as old as tree bark under his face took the lead to stand up.
He said humbly to Surdak.
"You sons of nature from the south, can you trust them?" Surdak stood at the entrance of the cave and asked the aboriginal tribes behind him with a fierce look on his face.
The costumes of the aboriginal tribes are all primitive, and a small part is composed of bird feathers and tree bark. Even if few people wear the cotton-padded clothes supported by the lord's army, there will still be a layer of bark wrapped inside the cotton-padded clothes.
Those people crowded under the stone arch bridge and the spacious iron cable bridge, looking piously at the cave behind them and Lord Suldak standing at the entrance of the cave. They cheered in unison:
"You are willing to accept your orders, Lord Surdak."
After a short exchange, Surdak learned that the elder with a face as old as tree bark was Little Elder Baijid, the oracle of the natural temple of the southern tribe, and he was also a druid with the power of nature.