God of Undead

Chapter 1092 Werewolf

When the tripod fell, the old patriarch Jeff and the others were shocked.

They expected that the cunning and treacherous werewolf would definitely lay an ambush near here in advance, which made them worried.

Now that such a strange thing suddenly appeared, the old patriarch and everyone felt as if they were facing an enemy, thinking that it was some kind of secret treasure of the werewolf clan.

"Everyone, don't panic. This is Shen Chen's cauldron. It appears here, and it presumably wants to lead us out of the encirclement. Everyone, hurry up and follow."

After Qiong Xi was startled, she quickly yelled, she was very smart, when she saw that guy's baby appearing here, she guessed what it was in an instant.

It seemed that that guy had already discovered the traces of these werewolves just now.

"The little guy's cauldron?" Jeff, the old patriarch, and the others hesitated. If it was the young man, wasn't he already seriously injured and unable to release any power? How could he still move the treasure?

"Don't bother with this, let's talk about it when we get away," the high priest reminded.

"Yeah." The old patriarch Jeff nodded.

A group of people followed in the footsteps of this glorious tripod and began to retreat into the forest in an orderly manner.

Along the way, the light tripod shone brightly, illuminating many divine patterns, traps, and restrictions, which made the old patriarchs startled and angry. Those fellows of the werewolf clan really had wolf ambitions.

At the same time, they felt fortunate that under the leadership of this light tripod, they avoided many dangerous areas, and were highly alert to various traps and ambushes, and did not fall into the trap of the wolf crowd.

Seeing this posture, the werewolves ambushing all around felt itchy with hatred, not understanding why a cauldron suddenly appeared to disrupt the originally well-planned plan.

"I'll shoot that thing down!" The leader of the werewolf team, with cold eyes, took out a bone spear, poured it with divine power, and shot it loudly.

call out!
The bone spear flew across the forest like a long rainbow, with incredible speed and terrifying power.

clang!
The bone spear hit the Fengshen cauldron steadily and sent it flying. However, before the werewolves were satisfied, the Fengshen cauldron flew back again. The glazed surface and outline were still so gorgeous and perfect, and it seemed that it had not been damaged at all. Continue Guide the way for the old patriarchs.

"What?" The eyes of the werewolves were gloomy, and their fangs were chilling.

"Those guys are ambushing all around!" Caesar snorted, he had already seen several wolf heads popping up in the grass, eager to try.

"Ignore it for now, wait until you get out of the ambush circle." The old patriarch Jeff was calm and calm, and was not in a hurry to counterattack.

There are many traps and dangers set by people around here. If they act rashly, it will be very bad for them, and they will easily suffer heavy casualties.

On the other side of the high ground, Shen Chen was lying in the grass, secretly heaving a sigh of relief.

Under the leadership of Fengshen Ding, the old patriarch Jeff and others accelerated their breakout, rushed towards Shen Chen, and did not leave him behind.

The werewolves around who originally planned to create an ambush, seeing that the trick failed, began to feel a little uneasy, and wanted to attack the tree-human team.

shhhhhh!
Not long after, the werewolf finally launched an attack, and a large number of spears, javelins, and arrows shot out from the grass, covering them all in one piece.

These are the most common first-round attack methods of the creatures in the big forest. People who grew up in the big forest, because of the needs of hunting and survival, almost everyone is good at that.

"defense!"

However, the treant team had been prepared for a long time. Following Jeff's old patriarch's order, the young and strong guarding the periphery stretched out their thick shields and injected divine power to form a tight protective cover.

Boom boom boom!
Like the sound of hail, roaring on the protective cover, the werewolf's attack was quite swift and violent, trying to completely suppress these treants.

Because that kind of protection without dead ends consumes a lot of energy, and it will easily collapse after persisting for a long time.

But Jeff, the old patriarch and the high priest, are experienced people, so naturally they will not sit still.

When the protection was turned on, the people on the inner floor were also carefully patrolling, looking for the positions where the werewolves were ambush.

"Counterattack!"

Seeing that the opportunity came, the old patriarch Jeff shouted orders, and those clansmen who were ready to attack also swung their spears and javelins loudly.

Ahh!

In the grass, there were several screams, and blood spattered.

The tree people are gentle, but they are not merciless. They will also fight back with iron and blood against the enemy. Most of the people living in the big forest are like this.

Because they are well aware of the consequences of indulging the enemy.

Moreover, the fight between tree people and werewolves has a long history, not only in this big forest, but also in the entire Green Plains Continent.

The planting and gathering abilities of most half-orcs are not as good as tree people, so those fierce guys often attack tree people's villages and plunder.

After several rounds of long-distance bombardment, the werewolves did not get any benefits due to the well-prepared treants, and then they all came out and started a large-scale attack.

In comparison, close combat is their advantage. They are not as powerful as treants when they use long-range weapons like the one just now.

"Go!"

The old patriarch Jeff made adjustments immediately, allowing the clansmen to change formations and disperse in an orderly manner.

All the treants plundered the nearby big trees to avoid the impact of the werewolves and continue to give play to their advantages.

Shen Chen in the distance found that the skills of these treants were not clumsy, especially in the jungle, they could move and jump up and down quite easily among the big trees.

Although not as agile as a monkey, it is quite good.

On the other hand, those werewolves had an astonishing momentum of attack. They were obviously good at group attack tactics, but they were a little passive to the treants who used the forest trees as cover.

The two sides fought fiercely in this area, and the three white-skinned ligers before had retreated to the valley, for fear that the green flower tree would further lose its original green pulp.

That thing, even if it is a green tree, takes a long time to conceive a small part. It was stolen by those hateful treants just now. If it is lost again, they will only be able to drink the northwest wind in the near future.

In the woods, the battle between the two groups gradually became clear. The trap didn't work, the tree man was ready, and the werewolf's attack was very strenuous, and many people were lost in an instant.

In terms of individuals alone, werewolves were stronger than treants on average, but werewolves were good at fighting in groups in grasslands and open areas. Although they were not bad in forests, they were not as good as these treants who were close to trees.

In addition, what they encountered this time was also the elite main force of the tribe. Even the old patriarch and the high priest were there, so they would naturally suffer.

"retreat!"

Seeing the heavy casualties of his companions, the leader of the werewolf knew that the fight was hopeless, so he could only order to retreat. He hated the master of that glorious tripod.

The werewolf came fast and retreated quite fast.

The old patriarch Jeff ordered not to pursue them to avoid falling into the trap again. Their purpose of coming out this time was not to fight the werewolves, but to collect the original green pulp. Now that they have the original green pulp, the task is considered completed.

"die!"

However, the leader of the werewolf was extremely cunning, just as he was retreating, he suddenly turned around, sacrificed a mace dagger, and stabbed a young woman of the Treant tribe.

The old patriarch, the high priest and others suddenly changed their colors. At this time, it was too late for them to rescue them.

The treant woman turned pale with fright. The leader of the werewolf who attacked her had the power of a fourth-level god, but he was only an eighth-level envoy.

boom!
At the moment when the Spike's Fang Dagger was about to fall, the Fengshen Cauldron flew towards it at a high speed, and a wisp of Chaos Primordial Spirit sprayed out, striking it hard.

The werewolf leader's sneak attack was blocked by Fengshen Ding, his eyes were cold, and he turned to run away.

"Xiaolong, come on!" A shout came, and Shen Chen saw the werewolf retreating, and he had already walked over.

"Ah."

Little Fat Dragon reacted half a beat slower, but still made a move, turned into a streamer, and flew out.

puff!
On the back of the werewolf leader, a cluster of blood flew up, and flew out in pain, a big one rolled and fled into the dense forest.

"Yah, he ran away..." Little Panglong covered his face, very embarrassed.

Shen Chen shook his head and smiled, this little guy had no problem making a move just now, and he also aimed at the werewolf leader's vital points, but the other party was already alert, so he didn't let him succeed. The cunning and suspicious of werewolf is really not easy.

But if it took the initiative to take the initiative at the first time, it should be able to succeed.

Shen Chen recalled the Fengshen Cauldron, the old patriarch Jeff, the high priest and the others breathed a sigh of relief, and the treant woman came over, thanking Shen Chen a little shyly, "Thank you for saving me!"

"You're welcome." Shen Chen shook his head.

Everyone returned the same way, so as not to cause trouble. When they returned to the tribe, the other teams that went out had already returned and were worrying about them.

Because of the werewolf sneak attack, something went wrong, so they came back much later than the agreed time, and the other young and strong forces in the tribe were ready to go out to find someone.

Everyone is safe and sound. This night, the tree village is very lively, but there is still no bonfire, but the tree people have summoned many patches of noctilucent insects with secret methods, making the whole village radiant, like an environment in a forest .

The old patriarch ordered to take out the adult sap wine and let the clansmen drink it freely. Shen Chen was not stingy, took out the fantasy wine and a lot of spirit wine, and shared them with these tree people who had helped a lot.

"Little guy, that prescription of yours still needs some necromancer liquid. After we have two days of cultivation, we can go to Yinfeng Valley!" The old patriarch said with a smile. During the day, the young man calmly helped everyone out, and finally saved Ma Su, this is already worthy of being regarded as a friend to the whole tribe.

Shen Chen was very grateful, but shook his head, and said with a smile: "Don't bother with the Necromancer Liquid, I have a better Death Spirit Liquid to replace."

"Death liquid?" The old patriarch Jeff and others were surprised, naturally they had heard of this treasure.

The Yinfeng Valley that the old patriarch mentioned just now is a dark valley hundreds of miles away from the tribe. Because of the curse, the dead and cloudy energy cannot be dissipated all year round, so there are many parasitic dead spirits.

The green field is the kingdom of life, and it is regarded as the most vigorous place in the God Realm, but there is no absolute in everything, and in the vibrant forest, there are also some places that are out of place and lifeless.

That kind of area is usually regarded as a cursed place by the creatures of the green field, and they generally don't get close to it on weekdays.

But because Shen Chen's level 5 prescription required necromancer liquid, the old patriarch had the idea of ​​forming a team to go to the nearby cursed land. Even more than ten thousand times the death liquid.

Gollum!

Immediately, the people in the surrounding tribes, especially the young people, swallowed their saliva, and they had an unconcealable passion for that kind of thing.

"Cough... little guy, you have extra parts of the death liquid." The old patriarch Jeff smiled awkwardly, and even took the initiative to ask.

Shen Chen was surprised, then nodded and said: "Yes!"

(End of this chapter)