My Magic Age

In the densely leafed woodland, a group of indigenous women carefully pushed aside the leaves of the bent-leaf bean and climbed out of a cluster of low trees. The women were covered in mud, and the baskets made of tree bark behind them contained some indigenous children.

The older indigenous children followed closely behind the group of women. They crawled out of the trees and ran quickly through a low-lying swamp.

A hissing scream came from the swamp, and a giant spider almost as big as a tree house climbed down from the treetop frantically. The eight spider legs covered with spikes kept moving alternately, making a rustling friction sound. When the giant spider climbed down the pine tree, the whole tree was shaking violently.

When the indigenous women saw the giant spider rushing down, they immediately ran to a giant pine tree. The giant spider landed in a clearing in the forest, with its nearly three-meter-long legs inserted into the muddy water. Its huge spindle-shaped round abdomen was close to the swamp. When they ran in the forest, their heavy abdomens dragged in the muddy water. The turbid mud pit broke the calm and spread out ripples.

The indigenous women pulled the older children behind them. They stood on the roots of the giant pine tree, surrounded all the indigenous children in the center, and prayed to the giant tree with their hands folded.

The giant spider rushed over in a blink of an eye and stood in front of these indigenous people. It stretched out its sharp tentacles like spears and stabbed an indigenous woman.

The giant pine tree made a dull sound wave, and several tree roots suddenly emerged under the feet of the indigenous woman. These tree roots entangled the giant spider tightly, wrapped the giant spider in it like a bundle of dumplings, and kept dragging it into the muddy water.

The giant spider hissed, its body suddenly arched up, its eight legs deeply inserted into the soil, and it kept resisting the pull of the tree roots with brute force. It tried to break free from the tree roots, but found that all struggles were in vain. Its body was constantly dragged into the soil, and those tree roots tightly wrapped around the giant spider's abdomen. The hard shell made a crisp sound, and the giant spider hissed in pain.

At this time, three giant spiders fell vertically from other treetops. The hanging white spider silk was pulled straight, and the giant spiders landed steadily in the clearing in the forest. Without any hesitation, they pounced directly on the native women and children under the protection of the tree spirit.

More than a dozen tough tree roots suddenly emerged from the mud around the ancient pine. These tree roots seemed to have life, and appeared silently on the path that the three giant spiders had to pass. The giant spiders could not avoid them and were tied tightly by the tree roots.

Four giant spiders fell into the muddy water, sinking continuously, and screaming.

A team of spider warriors passed through the forest and saw the ancient tree spirit dragging half of the bodies of four giant spiders into the mud. They roared and seven spider warriors rushed to the giant spiders with axes. Countless tree roots grew out from the ground, but before they could entangle the spider warriors, the spider warriors swung their heavy moon blade axes and cut off all the tree roots.

Many vines around them were entangled and cut off by the spider warriors.

The giant spiders that escaped still did not forget to continue hunting. They struggled to stand up from the mud and rushed to the native woman under the giant pine tree and the group of children hiding behind the woman. The giant spider in the front pierced the abdomen of an indigenous woman with its tentacles and lifted her into the air.

At the same time, a row of arrows flew in the forest. The shafts of these arrows were only as thick as fingers. Some of the shafts pierced the spider warriors and bounced out, some pierced into the spider warriors' joints, and some pierced into the spider warriors' soft abdomen. The skin of the spider warriors' abdomen was quite tough, and the arrows hung on it powerlessly.

Although those feather arrows could not hurt the spider warriors, they successfully aroused the spider warriors' anger.

The seven spider warriors and four giant spiders immediately turned around and rushed towards the arrows that had no lethality. A team of followers appeared in the forest. They completed two rounds of shooting with fear and trembling. Seeing the seven spider warriors as strong as a caravan rushing over, they were so scared that their legs became weak and their faces turned pale.

A team of knights wearing the same magic pattern armor appeared behind the followers. They rode leather horses, held five-meter-long knight lances, and took a charging posture. They launched a charging formation against seven spider warriors and four giant spiders. At the command of the captain of the knights, this team of knights from the North Wind Legion rode out of the dark forest on their horses.

This moment seemed to be broken...

A team of brave knights broke through the quiet rain and fog, the quiet forest, and the world in the eyes of the spider warriors. They were like nightmare knights running out of hell. The horses wearing black armor brought a shadow. The knights held knight lances in their hands and stepped on the muddy woods and rushed to the front of the spider warriors.

These spider warriors were ready for the battle. At the moment when they raised their black iron spears high in their hands, countless tree roots emerged from the mud of the dense forest and entangled the spider legs of the seven spider warriors. Some vines hung down from the air and pulled the weapons in the hands of the spider warriors, so that they could not drop their weapons smoothly at this moment.

The opportunity was gone in a flash... The black shadow turned into a stream of light and passed through the body.

A huge penetrating wound was left on the body of the spider warrior, and the hole left on the chest of the spider warrior was as big as a wooden basin.

The Spider Man warrior found that before he could drop the black iron spear in his hand, black and purple blood spurted out of his body. He lost control of the upper part of his body. His huge body was still falling forward according to the inertia, and he fell directly. In the quagmire that filled the forest glade, black and purple blood, filthy muddy water, and rain all over the sky were intertwined in this dark dense forest.

The construct knights riding black horses stopped in the forest glade opposite. In front of them, four giant spiders were like hermit crabs huddled in their shells, gathering together tremblingly, facing the north. The Knights of the Wind Legion's Constructs stretched out their only weapons, baring their teeth and claws to make a last and feeble resistance.

A knight's spear stretched out, and the giant spider made a piercing scream. However, the piercing scream could not affect the construct knight. The spear pierced its body, and the giant spider's bulging abdomen seemed to be pierced by a needle. The balloon exploded with a pop, white, red, and purple bursting all over the floor, leaving only the disgusting spider face and eight spider legs piled on top of the skins.

The indigenous women were so frightened that they collapsed under the tree. At this moment, the only thing they could do was to cover the eyes of the indigenous children with their hands.

I stood behind the thicket, side by side with Lord Desmond, on my ancient Bolai horse.

Watching this group of knights from the North Wind Legion withdrawing in an orderly manner, the servants took short scythes and cut off the heads of the spider warriors, put them in a linen bag, and hung them on the buttocks of the mules.

Kalancso and the orc warriors under her command were completely silent under the charge of the construct knights of the North Wind Legion. Although they had mastered the combat methods of the construct knights, they still failed to maximize the charge of the knights. Power, I gained some new insights after seeing the charge performed by the Beifong Legion's Constructed Knights.

Count Desmond looked at the tree spirit in the forest and asked me calmly: "So, Count Jijia, those orc knights who fight against the spider warriors in the jungle will also be attacked by the tree spirits. help?"

I nodded lightly and said, "Of course, as long as there are ancient tree spirits in this forest area, in many areas in the southern part of the Green Valley dense forest, the spider people have completely uprooted these ancient tree spirits."

When he said the last sentence, he couldn't help but look a little sad. That should be our strongest ally.

Earl Desmond swore a vulgar word commonly used by northerners: "Damn Nibru Spider-Man..."

Then he paused and then said: "This is the reason why you can't wait to rush to the battlefield in the middle of the jungle to save the Yero aborigines, isn't it?"

"And those..." I pointed to Count Desmond at the Hierro indigenous women and children passing in front of us, and said with a smile to Count Desmond: "They were also the ones I rushed over to fight. reason."

Then I put my hands to my mouth and shouted loudly in broken Aboriginal language to the indigenous women and children: "...continue walking north, and when you see the human town next to the cliff, live in it. There is shelter there. Yu’s house has food that can fill his stomach, and the city lord at Elder Singer’s place has an agreement that all the indigenous people in the Green Valley and Jungle can live there..."

I think Earl Desmond may not understand these indigenous words, but he can guess the meaning of these words from my tone.

"I have to say that you are ahead of us on some things!" He was riding a horse and talking about his inner feelings.

"What?" I asked him.

Count Desmond looked me in the eye and said, "You are trying to break down the wall in your heart that separates the Empire and the Hierro natives."

I opened my mouth, a little confused as to how a simple alliance could turn into a wall-pushing operation.

Earl Desmond sat on the horse, sighing, and nodded slightly: "Maybe your approach is right. In any plane, even the most cruel and bloody suppression will still have resistance. Only when they are completely integrated can one truly master this plane!"

He rode on his war horse and followed the knights onward.

"...Count Desmond, I have never thought so much." I said loudly from behind.

Seeing that Count Desmond had walked into the team of construct knights, he was asking those construct knights how they felt about fighting together with the tree spirits.

I glanced at Catalina and Moraya who were with me, and continued: "Actually, my thoughts in my heart are very simple. I just hope that the plane war here can end as soon as possible. Yes, let this place return to its former peace. That’s good, I don’t have time to waste time with those disgusting spider people!”

Spit out a curse word only found in Northern Province:

"This damn plane war!"

…

The team of knights passed in front of us and continued towards the middle of the Green Valley dense forest.

Along the way, dozens or hundreds of indigenous children were seen fleeing northward one after another, led by some young indigenous women.

It seems that except for some indigenous women who need to take care of the children, almost all the indigenous people stayed on the battlefield in the center of the Green Valley dense forest. This time the indigenous witch tightly tied the fate of the entire tribe to that forest. The guardians of the 'Old Tree of War' were tied together, just like their prayers in the worship ceremony, dedicating all their lives to the tree god.

Justus and the minotaur Luka led 800 barbarian slaves in front of us. Even if the barbarian slaves ran on the plains, they would not be much slower than the war horses in the north. Moreover, they were more flexible in the dense forest. When they ran at full speed, they had left us far behind.

In this way, the spider warrior teams along the way were quickly cleared by the barbarian slaves.

When Earl Desmond and I led the Construct Knights through the spider camp in the north of the dense forest, we deliberately stopped at the ruins of the camp for a while. This place had been razed to the ground by a fire. All the dead trees had become charred, and the whole land was pitch black. After several rains, the charred black color penetrated deeply into the soil on the surface.

Not far away, a plank road plowed out by the six-armed spider commander led straight to the distant Zhushan Mountain. The traces of war in the woods were still very clearly preserved.

Although the knights of the Construct Knights of the North Wind Legion were not familiar with Jero and the Black Forest, they had a very deep understanding of the battlefield.

Seeing the devastated battlefield, you know what kind of tragic battles have been experienced here.

I pointed to the plank road where the trees fell on both sides and said to Earl Desmond: "That forest road was left by a six-armed spider commander who had reached the fourth-level peak of the magic beast."

"Is it the headless spider commander locked in the iron cage in the central square of Pereira City?" Earl Desmond asked me with surprise.

I nodded and said, "That's it!"

Earl Desmond didn't say anything, but just silently watched the construct knights passing by. After a while, he asked me: "Does Earl Jijia know the weaknesses of those spider commanders?"

"Although we don't know much, we have also found out some characteristics and habits of the spider commanders..." I began to introduce those spider commanders to Earl Desmond.

For this second-turn great knight in the North Wind Legion, every piece of information about the Spider Warlord is very useful.

On the battlefield, only a second-turn strongman like him can fight against the Spider Warlord head-on. This time, Duke Jingyue.Aili transferred ten second-turn strongmen from the North Wind Legion, probably specifically targeting the Spider Warlords of the Nibru tribe.

I remember that Duke Samoyed had a total of thirteen second-turn strongmen following him. Now it seems that this number is far less than the North Wind Legion controlled by Duke Jingyue.Aili.

At this time, the rain in the sky gradually became heavier, and the dense treetops could no longer be used as natural umbrellas. The construct knights put on their cloaks and walked silently in the muddy forest.

The road in the woods is more difficult to walk than before...