The Wizarding Age

In a dense forest less than a hundred miles away from the Blood Poison Falls.

There was a strange sound of soft wings flapping the air, and a strange owl with an extremely large body and gray fur flew out of the dense forest and landed on an ancient tree at the edge of the forest.

Further forward, the trees became much sparser.

All the ancient trees have become sickly, and their green leaves have fallen away, leaving only withered trunks and branches that stretch out like ghosts. There is no longer any trace of greenness and vitality in the whole body.

The ground was also covered with rotten leaves, and wisps of steaming poisonous mist floated in the forest. The huge and bloated body of the 'Polluter' could be vaguely seen stumbling inside.

And in an empty forest glade, a small bonfire was burning quietly, but there were no campers around. It seemed to be an abandoned camp.

Thump thump thump…

There was a light and powerful sound of hoofbeats.

A strange elk with huge antlers on its head walked out of the forest. It raised its head and looked at the abandoned camp from a distance. Suddenly, human words came out of its mouth and asked: "Are they all in there?"

The giant owl squatting on the treetop turned its head and glanced around, and replied in a weird accent: "Yes, all the evil capitals are gathered here... They seem to be having a meeting!"

The huge elk's eyes blinked, looking around with agility and wisdom that could not be matched by ordinary things. It said bitterly: "Do you know who the convener is?"

"It seems to be Uma from the Broken Spear Tribe... However, there is a strange guy beside it who looks like a human being..."

"Human?" The giant elk said in surprise: "How did he break through the void barrier and come here? Did something happen at the gate of the plane?"

"The plane gate is fine. It's impossible for humans to sneak in from there, so I suspect there are some space cracks here that we don't fully understand. Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain the appearance of this human being..." The giant owl hurriedly defended.

"I don't have time to investigate slowly and carefully. I must find out the purpose of these evil creatures meeting here as soon as possible, and also investigate the identity of the human being..." The giant elk muttered: "I will do the investigation. I’ll leave it to you to report back. You should report everything that happened here to Lord Remulos as soon as possible, and then let him decide how we should act next!”

"Okay, be careful... I always feel that the appearance of that human is very strange, and the strength is also terrifying! In addition, those trolls have recently placed many empty camps throughout the forest, just like the one in front of me, but they are not There are no trolls staying inside, which is very strange... I always feel like they are planning something, so be careful!" The giant owl couldn't help but give a few more words before flapping its wings and turning around to fly back. into the jungle.

Empty camp?

Are they trying to set fire to something?

The giant elk blinked in confusion.

You know, most of the forests in Moonlight Grove are shrouded in thick fog, and the moisture is very heavy. If you want to set a fire in such a forest, the possibility of burning is very low.

Because of this, the futile actions of the trolls appear more abrupt and mysterious, as if they are brewing some unknown conspiracy...

Forget it, don’t think too much, just keep an eye on their every move, and leave the rest to the demigods to worry about!

With endless worries and doubts, the giant elk jumped into the jungle.

Druids are worthy of being recognized as the 'children of the jungle'. As long as they are in a place covered with greenery, it will be difficult for the enemy to find their traces. The forest will cover up all traces of their existence for them...

This is also an important means for druids to protect themselves!

Unfortunately, the two Druid elders today were careless.

After they all left, in the middle of the empty camp, a mysterious eye opened in the flames of the bonfire. He glanced coldly and ruthlessly in the direction in which the two druids were leaving, and then disappeared again. .

Little did the ignorant druids know that Greem had spread his senses throughout the entire central part of the country just by relying on these ubiquitous flames.

Just when they thought they were safe and sound, they were shuttling back and forth in the forest, transmitting information, and exchanging intelligence. All of this had been transmitted back to Greem's brain without missing a beat, and was sorted and archived by the chip one by one, becoming what was behind him. The intelligence basis for conducting operations.

Therefore, while Greem himself was standing proudly in the middle of many evil creatures and talking, most of his mind was on the distant jungle. With his ubiquitous flame eyes and ears, and the chip's terrifying data processing capabilities, he has gradually taken control of the entire central forest area.

Even when the giant owl turned back to the north, Greem also separated out a ray of spirit and followed it like a leap.

The reason for jumping is because the flames are not coherent, they are scattered and fragmented.

But as long as there is flame, Greem's spiritual perception can extend to it and bring everything around it into the range of perception.

This is also a demonstration of the power of the flame’s ‘authority’!

The giant owl flew rapidly over the undulating forest tops. As it went north, the land became more fertile, the jungle became more lush, and the lush forest occupied almost every inch of the field of vision.

Ancient war trees stand at the pass, and they are particularly tall and towering. The top of the lush treetops is entangled with small battle platforms, on which are placed beautifully shaped and powerful bird-winged crossbows, and piles of explosive fruits are stored at the roots of the ancient war trees.

This is a strange fruit catalyzed by special means. It can explode violently when it touches the enemy after being thrown, and kill the enemy with the dense scales on the fruit shell.

On the tall body of the ancient war tree, you can also see the figures of elf rangers jumping high and low. They can attack with bows and arrows from a distance, and they can draw out the scimitars at their waists to launch guerrilla warfare when they are close. They are also the most reliable combat partners of the Druid Cult!

The giant owl flapped its wings and flew over the top of the ancient war tree. Some familiar partners climbed up to the treetops, whistled, and waved to it. It also circled several times, returned the greeting with the unique etiquette of the bird druid, and then rushed straight into the deep forest of the "Lake of the Moon Goddess".

The temple of Lord Remulos is located on the west side of the Lake of the Moon Goddess.

Arriving here means returning to the home of the druids.

Looking down from the sky, you can see strange tree houses, exquisite halls, and countless training grounds everywhere in the dense forest. Those night elves with outstanding talents were selected and learned natural spells, found jungle partners, and improved their transformation skills under the guidance of druid masters...

Although it was not clear to see through the treetops, the agile and flexible figures still brought infinite joy and encouragement to the bird druid elder.

The anger caused by the enemy was quickly relieved.

It flapped its wings, dived down, and flew towards the natural temple shining with sacred light.

A small elf patrol was moving quickly along the jungle trail, with the leader holding a torch in his hand to drive away the thick fog. Grimm's spiritual consciousness, which came across the air, was attached to the torch, sensing the strange temple hidden in the dense forest from afar.

Grimm's spiritual consciousness was a little unsustainable here.

As the son of the jungle, as a special natural creature, druids naturally hate the fire element, so there is no trace of any flame within a dozen miles around the Temple of Remulos.

Therefore, Grimm's divine consciousness stopped after tracking the edge of the forest, and could only wander around the periphery but could not find an opportunity to sneak in silently.

In his perception, the entire jungle is densely covered with strange and sacred natural laws, and any non-natural power that appears here will trigger the entire law network.

And the center of the network is the natural temple located deep in the dense forest.

The natural temple is like a terrible rule black hole that can swallow up all external perceptions and non-natural system power. The druid demigod was entrenched in the depths of the web, like a hunting spider, quietly waiting for the arrival of prey.

It was almost impossible for a demigod to set up a natural domain of this scale.

So, this was probably a hidden trick left by the Elven God Realm in the Moonlight Forest in advance.

As long as the druid demigod could not hide, relying on the arrangement and means here, the basic combat power he could exert would be far superior to that of the demigod!

No, we must not fight with such a guy on his territory, we must find a way to lure him out...

Grimm was examining and thinking at the same time.

With the help of his divine perception, the chip was also frantically collecting intelligence, trying to break the information cocoon and learn as much as possible about the druid demigod.

In fact, Grimm had already collected most of the information that should be collected.

This Remulos had stayed in the Moonlight Forest for nearly a thousand years, but the number of times he attacked was definitely no more than one palm. The information extracted from the mouths of those evil leaders is enough to piece together its general situation.

A son of an ancient god, a natural demigod!

This information is particularly important to Grimm.

Being the son of an ancient god means that it must be valued by the higher-ups, and it must have all the talents, skills, and treasures. This is not good for Grimm...

However, being a natural demigod has its pros and cons, and overall the cons outweigh the pros.

Being born a demigod means that it must lack tempering, the courage and resilience to fight life and death in harsh and harsh environments, and the intuition to make the right choice and judgment in the moment of life and death...

These things are invisible and intangible, and they seem unnecessary at ordinary times, but once it encounters a critical moment that can easily determine life and death, what choice will it make?

Ordinary enemies cannot force it into such a situation, but Grimm is different...

Meeting this peerless ruthless man who has fought all the way up from humble beginnings, it can only be said that Remulos has some bad luck and is in trouble!