Chapter 254 The Endless Land

For thousands of years, Linfeng Island has lived in isolation for most of its time.

There is no human erosion here, and there is naturally no deforestation.

Many creatures are unique to Howling Island. When they go outside, they are even called evil spirits and strange monsters because they surpass human cognition.

A forest elf was scurrying through the dense woods in a panic.

Forest elves are just the definition given to her by humans. They prefer to call themselves [Cinderella]. In the elven language of this world, this means the winged forest people.

As a humanoid, she is only 90 centimeters tall and weighs 20 kilograms. In addition to her slender body and two pairs of translucent green wings on her back that look like cicada wings, she also has four-fingered green claws and facial patterns that resemble the veins of tree roots.

As an extraordinary creature, she knows a series of water and earth secrets, but of course, the strength is not too high.

Originally, the forest elf Sipala thought that today was no different from any other day, and that she could enjoy everything in this isolated forest paradise.

She was wrong.

In the early morning, the tree house she lived in suddenly collapsed for no reason, and she was thrown out in her sleep.

The last moment of awakening made her flap her wings to prevent herself and her companions from falling into a large meat pie.

But before she could react further, countless branches and leaves whipped over from the fallen huge tree crown, knocking her hard to the ground.

When she struggled to pull open the branches and crawled out from under the fallen canopy, her fair face covered with green veins already had several scratches, and her mouth and nose were bleeding.

"Xiandi! Luo Luoan..." She just called the names of two relatives casually, and she was stunned.

When she sees what destroyed her treehouse, she realizes that it was beyond her comprehension.

It looks a bit like a lump of clay that is constantly twisting on a turntable, as if a pair of invisible hands are changing its shape every moment. What's even more surprising is that you can't remember the last moment of it. look.

What made her feel chills all over was that the faces of many of her relatives appeared on the surface of this clay ball-like thing.

Almost all of the companions she had just called were there.

These faces are either frightened, or in pain, or sad and wailing. The only thing they have in common is that they all have no eyes, and dark blood flows from their facial features. The empty eye sockets seem to suck Sipala's mind into them. go.

This is definitely not something that Cold Wind Island should have. Xipala just glanced at this thing and was instantly overwhelmed by the evil aura permeating its body.

This thing, just exposed to the ground, was 20 to 30 meters high, and it would take 30 of her to hold it together. This is only part of it. In her field of vision, her neighbors' homes were destroyed by similar clay clumps.

Sipala immediately realized that this was definitely not something she could handle.

A companion who had just been swallowed by the Clay Demon used his last strength to shout to Sipala: "Run! Run!"

This scene was so shocking that Xipala, who was still in a dazed state, could not react for a while.

At this time, a mud tentacle popped out of the clay mass and rolled towards Xipala.

At this critical moment, suddenly a huge hand turned into a thick branch helped Sipala block this tentacle!

Xipala turned her head in surprise, only to find that the person who saved her life was the tree man elder Trite who had been helping them protect the forest for centuries.

The surprise that just appeared on Xipala's face was immediately solidified by the next scene.

Half of Elder Tritter's body was also swallowed up by a huge ball of clay.

"Elder Trite, you..."

"Find...Tree God quickly!" The tree man's characteristic slow emphasis seemed so deadly at this moment.

The tree man elder burst out his last strength, raised his thick arm like a war hammer, and crushed the incoming clay with a loud "bang". As a price, its huge body, which was more than twenty meters high, sank down and submerged into the mire, leaving only one arm exposed to the air.

Xipala knew that it was the tree man elder who blocked the blow for him.

There was no time for her to be sad. She flapped her wings in despair and flew into the middle of the forest. There is the patron saint of all forest people-the tree god Surman.

"Tree God! The Tree God can definitely take care of these monsters!"

The people of the forest have absolute worship of the tree god.

Legend has it that at the end of the last thousand-year war, when the twin goddesses who were famous and recognized as the strongest on the opposite continent came to the Howling Island and planned to invite (force) the Howling Gods to join the so-called orthodox church, it was The tree god took a sword from the goddess of light and slapped her with her backhand, driving the despicable human gods away from the Cold Wind Island.

Of course, Sipala's mother also told her that this legend may be untrue. The two sides did have a fight that year, and the twin goddesses retreated, but the tree god was not having a hard time either. Its injuries never seemed to heal.

But no matter what, Xipala has a fanatical superstition and worship of the tree god.

However, when she rushed to the middle of the island screaming, she was shocked.

"No--"

What a blasphemous scene before our eyes!

A huge two-headed condor with a wingspan of 100 meters was right in front of Xipala, and was pulled to the ground by a big hand of mud that penetrated the sky and the earth.

It flapped its wings desperately, trying to break away from this evil hand, but failed.

It let out a horrific scream, and its huge wingspan had to shrink downwards due to inertia as it was forced to be pulled into the ground.

The next second, the divine light all over its body became extremely dim due to the shattering of its body. Finally, it twitched twice, and its legs still above the ground stopped moving.

Eagle God Ali Napat - fallen!

As a beast god, he does not have any divine kingdom. He became a god in the flesh, and when his flesh was destroyed, he naturally fell.

Xipala wanted to ask why the tree god didn't save his servant god. When she turned her eyes away, she knew a cruel answer...

The tree spirit itself cannot be protected.

The tree god is a huge towering tree.

Its crown is one kilometer in diameter, and countless roots are entangled in the center of the island. Some forest people even say that the big tree they see in front of them is not its body, but the entire Howling Island.

However, at this moment, what Xipala saw was the tree god's countless tree roots, like countless electric tentacles, desperately pulling out of the soil, refusing to return to the earth again.

But it's still a step too late.

Right in front of Xipala, a cloud of gray aura extended up the root of the tree.

As countless pieces of soil and stone slabs were lifted up from the ground by the tree god, his tree roots were withering at a speed visible to the naked eye.