Dense branches and leaves cover the sky and the sun is covered by underground tree roots. Although the sun is still hanging in the sky, the forest is still hidden in darkness. The difference between day and night is only darkness and red black.
There is something similar to smog flowing in the air, which makes the already low visibility worse. It also has some kind of toxicity. If you breathe the air here for a long time, you will definitely die miserably.
But fortunately, Mikael and Mei Lian didn't need to rely on pure vision at all, and Dawn was the only one who really found it difficult.
This black forest can think, wander in the world, thirst for blood and flesh, and it is not surprising that it can even swallow up an entire town overnight. Few people can escape his hunting.
The living people call this black forest [Shupaluzpalut], but in the magic world, his real name is [Fu Hailin Anashu], the seventh ancestor of the Dead Apostles.
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"call--"
Daun gasped for air and stopped holding on to a strange-shaped tree next to him.
"Let's... let's take a rest first. It's really... we really don't have the strength anymore."
"That's fine."
Mikael looked back at Dawn and nodded. It had been three hours since they entered the dark forest, but they were still quite far away from the core of Fu Hailin.
"But if I were you, I would stay away from that tree."
"What?"
Dawn hadn't reacted yet, but her body instinctively felt the danger, and she took a big step back without thinking.
Whoosh——!
Along with the sharp sound of breaking through the air, a rough branch was nailed deeply to his original position. If he had not left, the branch would have easily penetrated his body from above his head.
"What the hell are these? Are these guys living creatures?"
Dawn was startled and turned pale, but the tree didn't give him time to react. The other branches trembled and wrapped around him like flexible snakes.
Mei Lian frowned slightly and swiped his fingers, only to see the vacuum air blade cutting the tree into pieces.
The severed trunk does not bear the marks of growth rings like ordinary trees, but looks like the wriggling intestines of a creature. What flows inside is not sap, but bright red blood instead.
The pungent smell of blood filled the air, making it nauseating. There was no doubt that this was real blood, produced from the flesh of trees and blood sucked from outside.
"This is only the outermost area. If you don't touch them and don't burst out with too strong magic power, these guys won't wake up and attack on their own initiative, but if it's deeper..."
Mikael said leisurely, and at the same time waved his hand to light up several surrounding magic trees that had been awakened by the explosion of Mei Lian's magic. Watching them struggle silently in the flames, it was like dancing a funny dance,
"Hungry flesh and blood will not give up any living life. Most of the people who went to the deepest place died, but there will be strong ones who will survive."
As he spoke, his eyes looked at Mei Lian beside him.
"Yes, I have indeed entered the deepest part of Fu Hailin."
Mei Lian frankly admitted that there was probably only one other Dead Apostle ancestor who could escape unscathed within the inherent barrier of the Death Apostle Ancestor.
After a short rest, they continued to move deeper. The closer they got to the center, the more dangerous the situation they faced. The black forest formed by Fu Hailin was an out-and-out alien world, even cutting off the outside world.
source connection.
The big source is the vitality that fills the outside world and is also expressed as the life force of the planet. The small source is the vitality held by the magician himself.
In the bygone age of the gods, magicians directly used the magic power from large sources. However, as the mystery faded, they were forced to use small sources to generate magic power.
Compared with large sources that require an absorption process, the transformation of small sources is faster, more stable and easier to control, but excessive use will have negative effects on the body, so magicians usually generate magic power bit by bit and accumulate it in the body.
The better the magician, the more magic power he can accumulate.
But this does not mean that modern magicians cannot use the Great Source to transform magic power. Of course, it is limited to first-class magicians. Fu Hailin isolates the Great Source, and the weakening of these first-class magicians is obvious.
If you can only use the magic power transformed and accumulated by Xiaoyuan to fight, no magician will be Fu Hailin's opponent. Even whether the magic circuit can be opened normally is still open to question. There is no doubt that this is the place where magicians die.
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"There are traces of battle here."
The field of vision suddenly opened up, and you could see that all the surrounding magic trees had been broken and shattered, and you could also see the carbonization marks left by the flames on some tree trunks.
However, there are dozens of corpses scattered on the ground. These should be their last resistance, although it is inevitable that the entire army will be annihilated.
"These people are from your Holy Church. They are not very weak to be able to reach this position."
Mikael looked at the corpses. After all, the people of the Holy Church all wore the same uniforms, so they could be easily identified.
Mei Lian nodded lightly. This was the forty-man fighting force that entered Fu Hailin under the order of the church. Each of them was a first-class warrior among the monk soldiers, and the leader was one of the best among the agents.
They entered the Fuhai Forest yesterday afternoon. Based on the condition of the corpses, it is inferred that this fighting force did not last even one night.
"The monk soldiers are of no use in this forest. If they stay on the outside and clear out, a few may survive. It would be unwise to rush into this position rashly."
These monk soldiers, who are specialized in combat, are considered to be an important armed force of the church if they have high EQ, while they are cannon fodder if they have low EQ.
Even the Holy Church itself doesn't care about the lives of the monk soldiers, and Mei Lian has no interest in caring about them.
Dao En confirmed the identity of the deceased agent. Although his flesh and blood had been drained by Fu Hailin, he could still barely make out his face.
He happened to have known the deceased agent before and even trained together, so he could be considered a casual acquaintance.
The agent is a sharp blade that kills aliens. It is normal to die in the crusade. It can even be said to be an honor for believers.
However, when he saw the people he once knew died miserably in the Demon Realm, with all their flesh and blood drained away leaving only shriveled skin, he couldn't help but sigh and subconsciously clenched his fists.
But looking around, the anger quietly ignited in my heart was ruthlessly extinguished by the ice water of reality, and a feeling of powerlessness filled my whole body.
He is not good at fighting and has no magic aptitude. What can he do? In terms of combat power alone, he should be the weakest one in the dangerous black forest of Fu Hailin. I guess just pick a tree.
Even the magic tree is no match for him.
In order to get out alive, he could only hug the thighs of the two big guys in front of him.