My Magic Age

This is a bowl-sized thorny vine, hanging from the top of the tree. Its green skin is covered with many iron thorns and black spots, like an extremely long octopus tentacle. The strong message it conveyed made me speechless for a moment.

That's right, I was threatened by an ancient war tree in this foggy swamp.

After it saw that I had a large number of constructed knights, it still said arrogantly that if I didn't leave here, it would throw me out of the woods one by one. I turned my head and looked around. The swamp was foggy and I didn't see the figure of the tree spirit.

"I'm here to get the twelfth key of power." I hesitated for a moment, raised my head and said to the thorny vine.

After the natives following me saw the thorny vine, they all came from all around and worshiped the vine with great piety.

But this thorny vine was not moved at all, and still said to me very stubbornly: "No matter why you come, I will not give you the key of power no matter what. Haha, you are so naive!"

This reminds me of the ancient war trees in the thorny ring valley. At that time, there were a total of five ancient war trees surrounding the lake in the valley. There were countless tree spirits growing densely in the entire valley. The tone of those ancient war trees was not as tough as the ancient war tree in the misty swamp. Since it held the last key of power in its hand, it was obviously the last war story, so I felt that it was a little bluffing.

I stood in front of this thorny vine. The construct knights of the North Wind Legion behind me saw the situation here and surrounded me from all directions. Because there was heavy fog everywhere in the swamp, our marching speed was very slow. Once something happened, we would make a sound to convey information.

Among the ten second-level knights, the three closest to me have already rushed over and are standing behind me. Facing this war story, I should obviously have the strength to fight, after all, I did not find any traces of tree spirits in the surrounding forest areas.

Kalancuo's figure also appeared from the mist, followed by a team of murderous orc warriors.

I said to the iron thorn vine: "After so many years, the ancient tree spirit clan now has only the last twelve war ancient trees in this black forest. What grudges can't be resolved by time?"

I pointed to this vast land and said to it: "There are only twelve war ancient trees left in such a large black forest. Wouldn't it be better if each war ancient tree is secluded in a corner and doesn't disturb each other? Can the forbidden magic circle here really continue until all the ancient tree spirit clans are completely destroyed?"

I can't see any emotional fluctuations in the iron thorn vine.

Obviously, this thorn vine is just a substitute for the ancient war tree. The ancient war tree communicates with us through the thorn vine. Let's listen to the spiritual words it conveys:

"The Lord of the World Tree will definitely open up a new world in other planes. The Yelo plane has been abandoned by it. What do we have to struggle for? What's wrong with being buried in the dust of history? The former glory of the ancient tree spirits has long disappeared, and we are all old."

Hearing the ancient war tree say this, I immediately said: "... So, can't we use these last days to quietly protect the natives here?"

I don't know what exactly annoyed it. The spiritual words conveyed by the ancient war tree suddenly became tough again: "Why should I tell you this? You should leave my territory as soon as possible..."

"What if we don't plan to leave here?" I raised my head and stared at the thorn vine and asked coldly.

The spiritual power of the thorny vine retreated like a tide in an instant, and the thorny vine, like a spear tip, pierced my body like a soft spear as fast as lightning.

A heavy tower shield fell from the sky, standing in front of me like an iron wall, and the thorny vine hit the tower shield, and the spikes broke instantly.

When the thorny vine wanted to withdraw, it was too late. The two-handed sword in Kalancuo's hand had already been placed on the thorny vine. I don't know what material the sword was made of. It was able to be inserted into the flesh and blood of the Danghu Demon Bird and prevent the flesh and blood of the demon bird from healing. The blade must have been extremely sharp.

Kalancuo cut the thorny vine in half with a sword, and then wanted to chase the thorny vine back to the top of the tree canopy along the big tree beside him, but I stopped him.

I told Kalancuo: "Take people to investigate the surroundings. We haven't found a tree spirit in this swamp yet. It feels a bit strange."

The native warriors kneeling beside me were also shocked when they saw the thorn vine suddenly attack me.

After the great knight Benedict used his shield to help me block the attack of the thorn vine, Kalancuo decisively cut off the thorn vine with a sword. The native warriors stood there in a daze facing these sudden situations.

Seeing that the great knight Benedict entered the combat state, the effect of "walking on water" on his body disappeared, and he stood in waist-deep water.

I quickly blessed Kalancuo and the great knight Benedict with "walking on water" again. Benedict supported the water surface with both hands, climbed out of the water, and after standing on the water surface, he pulled the reins of the warhorse and pulled the warhorse that fell into the water up.

At this time, our disadvantage in the swamp was immediately exposed. The Construct Knights had no way to fight on the water. Once they entered the combat state, it meant that all the warriors would fall into the swamp. Unless we found shallow water or a woodland without water, the Construct Knights could exert their corresponding combat power.

Katarina frowned and said to me, "Could those tree spirits be lying in wait somewhere to ambush us?"

I shook my head slightly and said, "If they really gather together, it may be good news for us. They also need to bear the restraining force of the forbidden magic circle in the Black Forest, and I am afraid they can't attack us!"

Morayaer standing behind me asked me, "Could the tree spirits here also be like the tree spirits in the sick wood forest, and can get rid of the restraint of the forbidden force within a certain range? For example, the demonized land in the sick wood forest before?"

I shook my head again and said, "If the demonized land is so common, I am afraid it would have been occupied by demons long ago."

After listening to my instructions, Kalancuo led her team of orc warriors to explore the depths of the fog. The harpy Deborah who had been following her also spread her wings and rushed out of the fog and flew into the sky.

When I saw Deborah, I slapped my forehead and thought to myself that I was really stupid. There was such a good scout in the team, but I never knew how to make good use of him. I was actually wandering around in the misty swamp like a blind man.

Since we have broken up with the ancient war tree, we must prepare for a fight next.

At this time, we must make preparations early. First, we must find out the location of the ancient war tree, and then explore the surrounding terrain and know what kind of enemies we are facing, so that we can arrange a detailed battle plan.

The misty swamp is shrouded in heavy fog, but it does not mean that the sky above the swamp is also covered with fog.

The ancient war tree is usually about 150 meters high. It is like a huge tree umbrella in this green sea and can be easily identified in the air.

Not long after, Deborah flew back from the sky. She flexibly flew through the thick fog, and her flying skills seemed extremely proficient. A pair of black and white wings kept flapping behind her. The black and gray wings looked vigorous, while the wings on the other side looked very soft. There was also a slight difference in the frequency of flapping. It seemed that her flying posture was a little uncoordinated, but very stable.

I looked at Deborah, who was half white and half silver-haired, with a pure and gentle face, and showed a helpless look.

She was obviously my magic pet, but she only knew how to run around with Kalancuo all day, and had no awareness of serving the master at all.

She pointed to the northwest of the Misty Swamp and said to me in the tone of scholar Ella: "Jijia, the ancient war tree is over there."

When I asked Deborah: "Have you found tree spirits around the swamp?"

Unexpectedly, Deborah shook her head at me with certainty, indicating that she had not found any traces of tree spirits around. After Deborah finished speaking, seeing that I had no other questions, Deborah decisively flew away from me and chased after Kalancuo and the orc warriors.

Since no tree spirits were found in the surrounding swamp forest, it means that this forest is still very safe for the time being. I and the ten constructed knights of the North Wind Legion continued to move deep into the Misty Swamp. We walked a long way and did not encounter any obstacles along the way.

Just when I judged that the ancient war tree in the Misty Swamp was bluffing in its tough tone to us, the sound of a magic signal flare exploding not far in front of the team sounded. We were in the Misty Swamp and could not see the magic signal flare through the layers of fog. We could only identify the direction based on the sound.

By the time we got there, the battle was almost over. A group of orc warriors were standing in a swamp that was only knee-deep. In front of them, there was a large group of tree fairies lying in the swamp. They were covered with the kind of bark that I was particularly familiar with, and their heads were covered with green leaves.

It is said that these tree fairies are some spirits formed after the trees communicate with spirits. The biggest feature of these spirits is that they cannot leave the host they are attached to.

In addition to hundreds of tree fairies lying in the swamp, more than a hundred tree fairies were captured by orc warriors and tied together tightly with some silver-white spider silk. I found that there were several tree fairy elders among these tree fairies. Their vigilant eyes and the wands in their hands all revealed their identities.

I have seen many tree fairies on the island in the center of the circular valley of Xinliu Valley, but I didn’t expect to see them again in the misty swamp.

There are many tree fairies, and according to Kalancuo's description, many of them are elders who can cast spells. They can release some elementary wood spells. Although they have no lethality, they also cause a lot of trouble to the orc construct warriors.

Most of these orc warriors have seen those grass fairies in the circular valley. It is probably because of this that more than a hundred prisoners were left in the battle just now. Otherwise, according to the murderous intentions of these orc warriors, it is difficult to leave some worthless prisoners on the battlefield. The biggest problem with these prisoners is that it will be very troublesome to deal with them afterwards. There is no easier way than killing them with one knife.

Seeing these tree fairies, I was a little confused. I wondered if the tree in front was a world tree instead of an ancient war tree?

This thought only flashed through my mind, because it made no sense! If it was really a world tree, perhaps the forbidden magic circle in the Black Forest would have long ceased to exist, and there was no reason for the other eleven ancient war trees not to submit to it.

"Why are there tree fairies here?" Kalancuo asked me in confusion.

When I walked over, Kalancuo had just pulled out a long sword from a tree fairy elder. The wound did not bleed or have any other colored liquid. It was like stabbing into a piece of rotten leather, leaving only a black hole. The body of this tree fairy elder had turned into a piece of dead wood, and his face was gradually becoming very blurred, like a bark mask, and the aura on his face completely dissipated.

I looked at the tree fairy elder who fell in front of Kalancuo, and pulled out the ebony magic wand from the dead wood that its arm had turned into.

I also looked at the corpses of the tree fairies floating on the water on the battlefield with a blank face, and said speechlessly: "I didn't expect that the subordinates of the ancient war tree were not tree fairies, but a group of tree fairies!" Then I added: "Maybe this was originally the home of these tree fairies."

Kalancuo put the two-handed sword into the scabbard and said to me: "They are much stronger than the tree fairies we met in the valley before. They look like they have lived for a long time."

Kalancuo was right. These tree fairies looked very old. Almost all of them were covered with moss on their bark armor, and some looked completely rotten.

"I am more and more curious about the ancient war trees here. Can't you orc warriors be gentler? Leave more of them that can breathe. These tree fairies can't eat meat after being killed, and there are no magic crystals in their bodies. They are useless when they die. Maybe they can be useful when they are alive." I complained to the orc warriors who were resting.

The orc warriors stood up straight and looked at me with embarrassment.

At this time, Deborah, who was standing behind Kalancuo, suddenly poked her head out and argued with me: "Kalancuo told us... to show mercy to the enemy on the battlefield? Do you think you are not dying fast enough?"

This sentence choked me for a long time and I couldn't speak.

The orc warriors on the side wished they hadn't heard these words at all.

It was not right to leave, nor to stay.

After a while, I said to Deborah: "What you said sounds reasonable. Go and ask them how many accomplices they have..."