Chapter 165 The Arrival of the Tree Realm

"It seems like it's time for me to go up and stretch my limbs."

On the hillside, looking at the three orc captains suppressing the four coalition major generals, Asim showed an undisguised fighting spirit.

Seeing Asim like this, a flash of light flashed in Sean's blue eyes. Although he was a noble, Asim was also a knight.

The high-end combat power of the coalition is indeed more numerous than that of the Orc Royal Court, but it is also very limited. In such a situation, Asim should indeed take action.

Although he has just advanced to the fourth level, but unlike the coalition major generals of the four potion paths, Asim is an orthodox knight, and he is still practicing the "Iron-Blooded Battle Banner", a secret secret of the Suterte royal family, so his combat power is natural To be more tyrannical, with his strength, even if the opponent has the blessing of the Glory Flag, he can compete with any orc ten thousand men, not to mention winning in battle, at least holding the opponent back is no problem at all.

With the addition of a powerful combat force like Asim, the battle situation instantly changed. When Asim held off the violent bear alone, the remaining four coalition major generals immediately gained the upper hand, two against one. , but with the increase of the Glory Flag, it is basically impossible for the coalition forces to quickly deal with the Orcs' Captain Ten Thousands.

Judging from the current situation, the two sides are still in a stalemate, but the one that has the upper hand has changed from the orcs to the coalition.

"Come on, Whitebeard, let's join in the fun."

After watching for a long time, Sean was ready to make a move, but at this time he did not intend to intervene in the fourth-level battlefield where Asim was located. The coalition forces there currently had the upper hand. He planned to go to the regular battlefield first to relax. Let’s take a look at the pressure of conventional battlefields.

Although these soldiers have nothing to do with him, they are all human beings after all, and they are all living lives. Save them if you can. Of course, it is also convenient to hunt down some orc extraordinary people to replenish their source of power points. .

Phew, with a movement of his body, Sean disappeared from the spot, followed closely by Whitebeard.

Standing out of thin air, looking at the ant-like orcs at his feet, the spirituality in Sean's body began to surge crazily.

After obtaining the Wisdom Gu, Sean remained restrained because of his lack of immortal energy, but he finally extended his palm to the remains of the titled wizard in the underground laboratory. Fortunately, Sean had enough sense and only took it. It was a very small part and did not have much impact on the efficacy of the remains.

"Witchcraft's ultimate move: The coming of the tree realm."

The murmur sounded from Sean's mouth, as warm as the spring breeze in March.

Rumble,

The ground cracked, tree roots as thick as giant pythons surged wantonly on the ground, and giant trees rose up from the ground in an instant, covering the sky.

During this process, some orcs were dragged into the ground by twisted tree roots and became fertilizer for the growth of giant trees. Some orcs were chopped into minced meat by sharp leaves as the giant trees grew, and some orcs with better luck were cut into pieces. After surviving for a while, he was entangled, tied, and pulled to death by the thorns that accompanied the giant tree.

Phew, the strong wind was blowing, the leaves were rustling, and the fresh smell of a lot of grass and trees was emitting, bringing a baptism to this bloody battlefield, but what was covered under this freshness was nearly 10,000 orc corpses.

Without using the kaleidoscope, attack power has always been Sean's shortcoming. In this situation, with the help of the wisdom Gu, Sean finally used the first-level witchcraft thorn entanglement, the first-level witchcraft plant growth, and the second-level witchcraft to The witchcraft Ironwood Wall, the second-level witchcraft Root Cage, the third-level witchcraft Plant Nova, the fourth-level witchcraft Black Thorn, and the fourth-level witchcraft Life Resurrection constructed his first witchcraft killing move, Tree World. Advent.

"It seems to be working pretty well."

Looking at the lush woods below, Sean's face showed a trace of satisfaction. At least the high-purity energy crystal he took from the remains did not seem to be wasted.

At this moment, on the relatively flat battlefield, a huge forest suddenly rose from the ground. It was so conspicuous that it was difficult not to notice it.

For a time, both orcs and humans could not help but turn their attention to this place.

"Which company took action? Why don't I have any impression?"

Inside the headquarters, looking at the endless forest, Maz Kanilenka's eyes flashed with a look of contemplation. He carefully recalled the information in his mind, but he never found the corresponding person or force.

Unlike the humans who were curious and watching, the orcs were shocked and angry.

"Damn humans, they attack ordinary soldiers without caring about their face."

Pure gold eyes were firmly locked on Sean's figure in the sky, and fiery anger burned in Cato Laing's heart. Just when he was about to personally tear Sean apart with the force of thunder to shock mankind, a figure Quietly came to Sean.

"You've gone too far."

Standing with a knife in his hand, Barorik's body was surrounded by a hint of sadness.

"Oh, really? Then why didn't you stop me just now?"

Baloric paid close attention to Sean all the time. With his excellent telepathy, he captured Sean's traces soon after Sean showed his presence on the battlefield.

Under Sean's perception, although Balorik was far away from him just now, if he shot with all his strength, there might not be a chance to interrupt his shot. Although the final result is difficult to change, it is still very difficult to delay it for a while. It was possible, but he didn't choose to take action.

"Because I'm going to kill you."

"The sword's language·sadness·the reverse flow of the river."

Endless sadness erupted from Baloric. This was his sadness for the deaths of nearly ten thousand orcs. At this moment, the world seemed to be dyed with a light gray under the rendering of Baloric's sadness. Seems bleak.

Alas, sadness flows back into a river. Instead of being as sharp as the sword, it looks depressed and dejected.

Facing the sweeping river of sword energy, Sean's expression became much more solemn. He had nowhere to hide from this sword, because this sword cut not the body but the soul.

The Sharingan appeared, the three magatama rotated, the pattern of a large windmill emerged, and the kaleidoscope pupil technique Tsukuyomi was activated by Sean, but the target was not the blind Balorik but himself.

The Tsukuyomi space took shape, and Sean's spiritual body sank into it.

The long river of sword energy swept through, completely submerging Xiao En's body.

Time seemed to have passed for a long time, and it seemed to be just a moment. When he opened his eyes, everything returned to normal. There was not a single scratch on Sean's unprotected body.

"He actually cast an illusion on himself."

Sensing Sean's aura, Baloric's cold heart was throbbing uncontrollably. He didn't expect Sean to avoid his slashing attack in this way.

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