Chapter 1670 Giant Tree Falling From the Sky

"Don't set fires again? Ha, good idea! Go tell Elson!"

Baron Laval shouted angrily.

"Uh... well, sir, let me see if I can persuade him to wake up."

Shaman forced himself to laugh twice, opened the storage bag, took out a bottle of "flying potion" and poured it down his throat, spread a pair of translucent atmospheric wings behind him, and flew towards the wicker giant's shoulder.

"Elson! Listen to me—"

As soon as the words were spoken, Sharman noticed an unusually strong wave of magic power above his head. He shuddered and instinctively turned his head and flew back to Baron Laval.

Almost at the same time, a hundred feet above the wicker man's head, a huge dimensional gap was split out of thin air, and a towering tree with a length of more than 150 feet from the root to the crown and a trunk diameter as thick as 10 feet was transmitted from which plane. The giant tree, passing through the dimensional rift, fell head-on!

Elson was intoxicated by the spiritual joy brought by the arson. He heard the roar of the wind above his head, and then he came back to his senses a little. When he looked up, the giant tree had already filled his vision, and it was too late to react. He was hit on the head by a giant tree that fell from the sky!

A thunderous roar echoed over the jungle.

The wicker man was knocked to the ground by the giant tree from the sky, almost crushed.

Elson got up in disgrace, kicked the wicker man hard, cursing and urging it to get up quickly.

The wicker man struggled, trying slowly and hard to push away the huge log that was pressing on him, but it didn't look easy.

Shaman was so scared that his face turned pale from the sudden change, and he took a deep breath secretly.

Baron Laval glanced at the wicker man under the weight of the giant tree, then looked back and turned to look at the river.

Right where his eyes focused, a tree-like half-elf man in a green robe was standing quietly on the undulating water, followed by a man with hair like green grass twigs who was also walking on waves. Green tiger.

Baron Laval flicked the reins lightly, and the Nightmare horse jumped up into the air, like a wisp of blue smoke drifting towards the river, facing the "Green King" Orphen who stood on the waves.

"Your Excellency the Green King, in the end, do you still want to help Master Fei?" Baron Laval asked expressionlessly.

"We didn't want to continue to intervene in the war between the colonists, but your arson and burning of the forest forced me to intervene."

"'Iron Forest' is not anyone's colony. I can tolerate you fighting here, but I can't tolerate you setting fire to my homeland!"

"Green King" Ofen replied coldly.

Baron Laval nodded thoughtfully, and continued, "Your Excellency, the out-of-control fire was just an accident. Please accept my apology."

"A verbal apology is worthless. You have only two choices. You can either leave this jungle immediately, or you will all die here. Using your bones to fertilize the flowers and trees is atonement for arson!"

"Green King" Ofen issued an ultimatum in an unquestionable tone.

Baron Laval's stern face twitched slightly, and the murderous intent could not be concealed in his eyes. However, looking around at the large group of treants that were rapidly gathering on both sides of the river bank, he had to restrain his anger, nodded and said: "Okay, Your Excellency, Green King, we will retreat now."

Baron Laval turned his horse's head, returned to the center of his troops, and ordered the withdrawal to the south.

"If it weren't for the group of tree men who came to make trouble, we would have had a chance to wipe out the Feizhen army." Lieutenant Colonel Henry James sighed regretfully.

"We have wiped out half of the enemy army, burned all the troop carriers, and basically completed the interception mission. It's not bad to accept it when we see it." Baron Laval said lightly, "As for the remaining enemy army, I don't want to be so stupid as to continue going south. Let them walk back to New Avalon on their own two legs—if they ever make it back alive."

boom!

The wicker man struggled to support himself with both arms, and finally lifted the towering giant tree that was pressing on him, and struggled to get up. A deep dent was smashed into his round body, and his deformed appearance looked a little funny.

Elson checked his "big toy" carefully, and he was relieved to confirm that the construction core and magic furnace were not damaged.

He looked at the Laval corps that was retreating in a hurry, and then turned his head and gave "Green King" Orphen a fierce look.

Although he was not very conscious when he was attacked just now, it is not difficult to guess that the giant tree that fell from the sky was probably summoned by the "Green King" Orfin.

Orphen met Elson's venomous gaze, his eyes were cold, and he made no secret of his hatred for the arsonist.

Sharman sensed the strong smell of gunpowder between Elson and Orphen, and hurried forward to hold the senior brother.

"Forget it! Elson, take it easy, now is not the time to turn against the Primitive Order, Sir Sir's troops have already withdrawn, let's go too!"

Elson suppressed his anger and nodded, took out a "Return Talisman" from the storage bag, activated the magic attached to the Talisman, and disappeared together with the wicker man into the beam of teleportation light that soared into the sky.

"Green King" Ofen watched coldly as the Laval Corps, Elson and the Wicker Man retreated from the "Iron Forest", and ordered the tree man and the large water elemental to extinguish the forest fire, but did not order to hunt down the arsonists.

As Sir Custis and Joan guessed, Orphen did not want to get too involved in the war between the colonists. In his view, even though Master Fei was ambushed at the mouth of the river and suffered heavy losses, his overall strength was still not weaker than that of Midgard. For the benefit of the primitive religious order, he did not want to disrupt the balance of power between the two warring parties.

On the morning of September 4th, the news that the Vermeur route had been cut off reached Linyuanbao. General Thomas Cornwallis was so frightened that he almost had a heart attack on the spot!

In the afternoon of the same day, General Kang Huali, who was sitting in a sad city, finally received a piece of good news, as if he had taken a stimulant, and saw a ray of light in the abyss of despair!

Queen Huaia and her entourage, a total of 81 mountain giants, are expected to take the mythical giant "Princess" in the morning three days later and teleport to the gate of Linyuan Castle.

Queen Huaia also admitted in the letter that due to the error of five miles in the teleportation location, the "princess" may deviate from the planned landing point, and the mythical colossus is too large to directly enter Linyuan Fort.

This presents General Kang Huali with a difficult problem!

The mythical colossus can't enter Linyuan Castle, and it can't be left alone outside the city, allowing the enemy to try to destroy it, what should we do?

After some fierce disputes, General Kang Huali finally reached a consensus with the officers under his command. Anyway, it is not a long-term solution to be trapped in an isolated city, so he simply went all out and took advantage of the opportunity to meet Queen Huaia to dispatch the whole army, relying on the cover of the mythical colossus , on the dusk plain outside the city, a decisive battle with the Sigmund Legion began!