More than half of the battle-level elves in the tribe, led by Sophia, marched towards the elf tribe in the north.

Sylve and the remaining half of the battle-level elves were responsible for guarding the homeland.

Whether it is the ripe four-season bread fruit trees or the snow rabbits, they are scarce resources in this cold winter, and no mistakes can happen.

The distance of ten kilometers on the plain is not too far, but it is different in the vast forest.

The complex and changeable terrain and the obstruction of tall trees have brought great obstacles to the elves' progress.

If they hadn't been used to life in the forest, they would have been lost in the complex and changeable forest.

Moreover, if you don’t have a strong body in the battle rank, you may be exhausted on the muddy road with extremely rugged and deep water.

But even so, they stopped to repair it when they approached another elves tribe.

While the elves were trimming, Sophia observed the situation of that tribe.

Although they are both elves, they are also divided into different tribes.

Those elves from the wilderness are not wood elves with gentle temperaments like them, but fire elves with hot tempers.

Sofia really wants to know how the other party survived this cold winter.

They have the help of the God of Nature, but those fire elves do not have it, and the cold winter climate is also extremely suppressing them.

The fire elves' careless style of conduct is very consistent with their temperament, and there is not even a guard around the tribe.

Instead, they all gathered next to a big fiery red tree in the middle of the tribe, and they had not yet been discovered until now.

The fiery red tree is incompatible with the surrounding environment in this cold winter and is extremely conspicuous.

Sofia squinted her eyes and looked at the big tree, feeling a little panicked.

Then he shook his head, feeling that he must be too excited.

How could those mortal fire elves be their opponents to the battle-level?

What's more, in this climate, the fire elves may not be able to even exert half of their strength.

Seeing that the wood elves were almost trimmed, Sophia said in a low voice: "Disper the attack, be careful not to shoot at the vital points!"

The wood elves responded, found their goals one after another, and then confirmed each other with gestures.

"shoot!"

Sofia shouted softly and shot an arrow in her hand.

The silent forest sounded a series of bowstrings, and the black rain of arrows shot towards the fire elves sitting in the middle of the tribe.

"Puff!Puff!Puff!——"

When the fire elves finally realized, the arrows had already passed through their bodies and nailed them to the ground.

But the enemy did not seem to have murderous intentions. Each arrow avoided the key points with great precision, and just shot on the limbs, causing them to lose their power of movement.

Moreover, something seemed to be smearing on the arrow, which made them unable to raise any strength.

"Enemy attack!"

The patriarch roared and hurriedly looked for cover.

But at this time, a sharp arrow passed through his thigh and nailed him directly to the big tree behind him.

In the distance, Sophia put down her short bow with satisfaction, her face full of pride.

In just a few breaths, the fire elves were wailing on the ground like cut wheat, and blood was flowing for a moment.

The young fire elves escaped the disaster, but they all started to cry at this time and were frightened by the scene in front of them.

Sofia waved her hand, and the wood elves took out the ropes that had been prepared long ago and stepped forward to tie them up.

Although those injuries are not fatal under their intentional control, they will still die of excessive bleeding over time.

They must be brought to the divine realm of the God of Nature for healing.

For gods who have the authority of the God of Nature, it is easy to recover these injuries.

But just as they approached the big tree, they suddenly became mutated.

"Crazy--"

The leaves of the big tree rose up without the wind, and branches turned into vine whips, hitting the wood elves.

The wood elves dodged one after another, but the speed of the vine whip was far beyond their expectations.

"Ba!Ba!Ba!Ba!——"

The vine whip hit them heavily, leaving deep marks.

Moreover, the place where the vine was whipped was extremely numb, and half of the body was out of control.

At this time, vines fell from the fiery red tree, tied them up directly.

The numb wood elves could not dodge at all and were soon tied into rice dumplings.

In the distance, Sophia, who barely escaped from the attack range of branches with her flexible movement, looked gloomy and unexpectedly, she actually capsized in the gutter!

The more than fifty wood elves she brought, less than ten escaped, and the rest were tied firmly to the tree.

Sophia's body was trembling as she watched the wood elves on the tree scream as the vines tightened.

But even she had no choice when facing the vines of the big tree. She just cut it with a short blade, leaving only a slight white mark, and even the arrows of the short bow could not cause any damage.

That fiery red tree is probably a third-level creature that only exists in the rumor!

Sophia's face was as pale as paper, and her short bow shot out arrows, but was blocked by the vines of the big tree and bounced away.

"what to do?"

Sophia was filled with despair.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a silver-white light flashed, and the silver light broke through the vines and penetrated deeply into the trunk of the big tree.

The big tree was frightened and the vines trembled violently.

Sophia looked shocked and hurriedly looked back.

Sylve was pulling a silver longbow, looking at the fiery red tree with sharp eyes, and said coldly: "Let them go!"

The silver longbow should be a third-level weapon created by the dwarves.

The lethality is indeed not comparable to the first-level weapon in her hand, and it can't even stop the third-level creatures!

When she went to see it last time, she had not finished creating one. Unexpectedly, she had already created one now.

At this time, an old voice came from the fiery red tree, "If you dare to hurt my people, you must be punished!"

Sylve frowned slightly and said slowly: "We have no malice, we just want to spread the faith of our God so that you can also get the blessing of our God."

After hearing this, the branches trembled violently, and the old voice roared violently, "Evil God! Another evil god!"

"We all escaped here, but you actually chased after me!"

"Since you are going to kill them all, then die together!!!"

The fiery red tree trembled violently, and the huge and hot breath dissipated around. A violent roar came from the inside of the tree, like a magma erupting.

Hilf's face changed slightly, her long hair flew, and her silver longbow was pulled over.

"Life potential!"

Hilf's body was covered with green light and the silver longbow buzzed.

The staff that was filled with natural breath on their waists shone brightly.

Just in case, she even brought a third-level staff that she usually didn't want to use.

If it were not necessary, she really didn't want to kill this big tree.

If he could sacrifice to the God of Nature, he would definitely be of great help.

Moreover, there are many wood elves on the big tree, and their lives are worrying at this time.
Chapter completed!