"Is this...a dead creature?"

The decaying and broken black trunk body was like the dry branches of the devil's hand, with dull eyes... With the trembling of the earth, a strong blue-gray aura of death began to stir around the entire Xicheng Gate. At the same time, more than a dozen tall figures began to slowly appear in everyone's vision. Although they looked very similar, no one regarded these creatures as tree spirits at the beginning, because the blue eyeballs on their branches made them unable to be associated with tree spirits in any case.

"The Undead...the Tree Spirit?"

After those creatures entered, people finally had to admit that these creatures were indeed tree spirits, but they were no longer natural people and the guardians of the forest. At this time, they had only one thought left in their minds to destroy all life. They had become the incarnation of hatred and death...

"Damn it! You dare to use that dirty spell of death in the realm of Mother Earth!"

Suddenly, an angry scolding suddenly woke everyone up, and then a large group of elves guards quickly walked out of the city under the curious eyes of people. Perhaps the zombies and the others could ignore it, but this behavior of turning natural creatures into undead is the most disgusting of all elves, so the elf guards who were originally guarding the city wall finally began to take action...

"Good! Free the souls of these tree spirits..."

The elf guard captain wearing exquisite light armor waved his hand, and hundreds of elf guards holding thin swords rushed towards the Death Tree Spirits. Long before they took action, the elf archers behind had already shot at the Death Tree Spirits in three consecutive shots, and suddenly a rain of black arrows covered all the Death Tree Spirits...

Whoosh...

With the roar of flying like a swarm of locusts, sharp arrows quickly attacked their former allies with the elves' anger. But what surprised everyone was that when the arrows were less than one meter away from the tree spirit, they all decayed into countless wood chips in the blink of an eye, like dry leaves. At the same time, the aura of death around the tree spirit became even stronger...

"Ahem..."

"I'm so dizzy..."

"Not good! Get out quickly!"

Only then did the elves realize that the air around the Death Tree Spirit had turned completely gray and white at some point, and even the land under their feet had been stained with dry black. Under such a strong invasion of death, all the elves felt that their physical strength was passing rapidly, and some elves with poor strength were even a little unsteady...

Woo... Woo...

A sound like the wind blowing through a tree hole sounded, and the death tree spirit followed the sound slowly walked towards the elf guards, and at this time some more powerful guards had already rushed to them...

"Let's get rid of it! Dance-Twenty-Two Nights!"

"Wind Slash!"

The two fastest elf swordsmen were the first to attack a death tree spirit. Their lightning-shaped figure was hard to see even many players. As two cold lights cut through the thick ink of the night, before the death tree spirit could react, the cold sword blade had already made "intimate" contact with its rotten body. In an instant, wood chips splashed, and more than ten wounds appeared on the death tree spirit instantly...

Swish...

But before the two elves were happy about their attack, countless thorny vines suddenly surged out of the wounds of the tree spirits and rolled straight towards the two elves guards with a surprised expression. Because the elves guards were too close, it became impossible to leave at this time...

"Ah! Captain! Help..."

"Well... save me..."

Puff...

Soon, the thorns with countless barbs wrapped the two elves into mummies. At the same time, accompanied by a creepy sound of tearing the flesh and blood, strands of blood began to flow out from the thorns. Soon... the large thorns began to shrink quickly, and finally rewind back into the body of the death tree spirit. Only the pool of blood on the ground can prove the existence of the two elves...

"This...what the hell is this!"

After witnessing the tragic situation of the two elves guards, all the elves guards immediately pushed back, and at this time the dead tree spirits gradually approached the city gate...

"Go... so disgusting, who did make them like this..."

After seeing the eyes of the death tree spirits, Kacha suddenly felt nauseous. However, the game did not have the function of vomiting, so she could only retching, and the people on the side looked very good. After all, just like Kacha said, these death tree spirits were really sorry for the audience...

"Well... it seems that the situation tonight must be reported to the president. I always feel that this mission will not be too simple..."

Paul looked at the death tree spirits with his eyes slanted, but he gradually had no intention of taking action. After all, he was just here to perform the guild's mission, not to help the elves solve the trouble...

"It's really a mess! Zhebi, what should I do now?"

Sylvia looked at the three werewolfs in the Black Flame Hell that seemed to have completely recovered (at least on the surface...), then turned to look at the gradually approaching death tree spirit not far away, and a hint of impatientness appeared on her face. After hearing Sylvia's words, Zhebe did not express his opinion immediately, but frowned slightly and kept touching his chin with his hands, as if he was like a detective who was trapped in a mystery...

"Tsk, hiss... Who is it... Does the Necromancer have such power?"

"Okay! Now is not the time to conduct your inexplicable reasoning, what we should think about now is what to do!"

After hearing Sylvia's words, Zhebe smiled slightly, turned his head to look at the city wall, and then said lightly:

"We just need to continue to deal with this werewolf. Those tree spirits... will naturally be someone to deal with..."

Boom boom!!

Before Zhebe's words could be finished, bursts of violent explosions sounded, and at the same time, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out in the death tree spirit...

Kakka...

As the smoke dissipated in the breeze, a sound of rotten wood breaking slowly sounded. Everyone looked closely and found that the bodies of the two death tree spirits were collapsing rapidly, and countless wood chips fell from their bodies. What caused all this was a golden text, a golden text that was imprinted on the two death tree spirits at some point...

"They finally appeared...the most fanatical believer of the Dragon of Light..."

When Green Cliff and Chakos saw the golden words on the tree spirit, a glimmer flashed through their eyes at the same time. Although they were only through the crystal panel, they could see clearly that the golden words were engraved on the tree spirit of the Death Tree Spirit through the explosion just now. The explosion was made of a special weapon. Only the bloodiest, terrifying and violent secret institution of the Church of Light would be owned by a secret institution of the Church of Light. That institution does not belong to the [Sermon] nor to the [Inquisition], or even to the Pope. It only belongs to the Dragon of Light, and even its name is taboo in many places. [Crown of Thorns] is the official title of the church to them, but in fact they have their own title...

"We are the agents of God, God punishes the surrogate in the world. Our mission is to eliminate all the fools who dare to resist our Lord, even the last trace of flesh and blood!"

With a slightly crazy sound, more than a dozen blurred figures quickly fell from the city wall. At this time, with the torches near the city gate, people finally saw the appearance of the group of people. The unified pure black priest robe, each with a golden cross pendant on his chest, each with a red cross engraved on his forehead, and a flame burning in his eyes that people dared not look directly at. Although there were only more than ten people, the momentum emitted was like a legion after the killing. In front of those people was a delicate golden hair, about forty years old, wearing a white open-breasted long suit, a golden cross pendant engraved with words on his chest, holding two simple short swords in both hands, with a ferocious face and strange expression...

"Well!? The church actually sent [Yujia] here... are they so obsessed with that artifact? But... how could the queen allow such a monster to come to Ayloran's territory?"

Most players do not know these people, but Valkyrie is very clear about the identity of these people. Although these true crazy believers are not famous on the mainland, in fact, the top leaders of all countries and races know the terribleness of this organization. They have started training since childhood, and the training is only the responsibility of the organization itself. Even the church cannot intervene. Every [Yujia] is the darling of the power of light, and is also the most loyal believer of the Dragon of Light. Even in their opinion, even if the Pope has a little impact on the spread of light, it should be eliminated. It is precisely because this organization is too unruly that all the Popes rarely use them, but every time they go, there are corpses everywhere, blood flows into rivers, and people and animals are not left...

"The weak elves seem to need our help...the dirty undead must be eliminated..."

The leader of [Yujia], the man with a slightly crazy look, glanced at the vigilant elf guards, suddenly twisted the short sword in his hand, then slowly turned his arms, held a sword in his right hand, and held a sword in his left hand, slowly squatting the two short swords in front of him into a cross shape, and finally pressed hard...

Bang!
Chapter completed!