The Rise of the Cemetery

The bad news brought back by the cat's head made all villagers fall silent.

At this time, the best response should be to immediately organize the villagers of the green cottage to relocate, and then inform the elder council of the Emerald Dream as soon as possible.

I want to move from the green hut to the nearest Druid village, which is a straight distance of 200 miles, and it has to pass through the territory of many ferocious warcrafts on the way. It may not be difficult for a druid to do this, but there are more ordinary people in the green hut. They left the maintenance of the Druid partners, and it was impossible to pass through the territories of those beasts peacefully.

However, in this way, I am afraid that the village will not be able to draw people to meet Hegus!

"Elder, let's take the group with you first, and I will take care of Hergus!" At this moment when everyone was silent, An Jiade, the strongest of the younger generation in Xiaocun's generation? Xiye took the initiative. Although he is young, he can already have the strength of Tier 4 Druid, and he is trying to sharpen his second transformation.

"I'm going too!" Ailan? Xiye, the first beauty recognized in this village can't help but stand up. She is also the sister of Angarde and a sweetheart of Hegus.

With someone taking the lead, some of the young men who had made friends with Hegus could not help jumping out.

"I am coming too……"

"And I……"

"I……"

"You are all going to save Hegus, then what about these people in the village? Let them go across the Snake Territory with bare hands?" Seeing the atmosphere was wrong, a few old villagers who could not help but stood up.

There was a hustle and bustle in the cabin that was still dead.

Just when Elder Galen couldn't help but want to shoot the case, a villager who broke the wind outside the village suddenly broke in.

"Elder ... Elder ... Hergus ... I'm back, you guys ... go check it out!"

Everyone was shocked.

Before they could get out of the hut, the wooden door was knocked open with a clatter, and a thin, **** body was planted in.

The crowd gathered around and carefully recognized the young Druid guy for a long time.

"Hegus!" Alan's tears wet her cheeks instantly.

Everyone is sad.

The image of Hegus now is terrible!

It can be seen that bone claw marks and bite marks are all over the body, and the criss-cross wounds almost turn his skin completely, exposing the purple and black smelly flesh. I couldn't even see a complete face on my face. The whole person seemed to be thrown into the roller knife array and twisted again.

The arduous journey along the way almost made his blood drain. This kind of injury, even if the druid has a strong physical constitution, no matter how powerful the blessing is, he can't escape back alive?

Everyone you look at me, I look at you, all are stunned by this scene in front of you!

Ailan's little girl knelt beside Hegus, her trembling hands did not dare to touch easily, and there were terrible wounds everywhere. .

"What are you still doing? Hurry up and treat him!" Elder Galen growled in a low voice.

Between the flashes of light and shadow, a drop of natural spells rained down on the broken body of Hegus. In addition to Elder Galen's "Treatment of Fatal Injuries", more are compound "Neutralizing Toxicity" and "Treatment".

As soon as these green natural auras fell on Hegus' wound, they made a strange "Ziz" noise, smoky and smelly. Whether they are ghouls or zombie skeletons, their attacks carry the unique death energy of the undead, that is, the negative energy breath. Without first pulling these things out of Hegus, he will never heal these wounds.

Natural spells are worthy of evil nemesis, second only to holy spells in purifying negative energy.

As the dead air was expelled and purified one by one, the scars all over Hegus finally began to scab up. However, a large amount of blood loss can not be quickly replaced, and all Druids can only repeatedly stimulate his body with small "healing minor injuries" to stimulate his own recovery ability.

But somehow, no matter how hard you try to rescue, there is always a black air that is difficult to remove between the chest and lungs of Hegus, and there is a firm nail there. Even the 5th-order Druid's natural spells of Elder Galen can't help it.

After trying many times without success, Elder Galen finally gave up, holding the long oak stick in his hand tiredly, sitting on the bed and panting.

He is almost 500 years old, and it is already a rare longevity in the half elf druid population. Such a high-intensity, high-density quick cast is no longer able to withstand his dead body.

"Grandpa Galen, can Hegus save him?"

Ailan is a Tier 1 druid. He ca n’t even do wild transformations. He can only change small animals such as elk, wildebeest, and crow. Therefore, after exhausting the few mana, she could only watch the buddies trying to save her lover.

Hegus's injury is much better now than before. Unfortunately, due to a large amount of blood loss, he couldn't see the half-stained blood on his pale body. Many wounds were more like white and swollen after soaking in water for a long time.

At this moment, he was not like a living person at all, but like an undead creature — a ghoul.

If it weren't for the faint heartbeat, everyone would really treat him like a dead man.

As the injury of Hegus finally stabilized, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"You don't have to gather here, hurry up and get ready! It seems that today it is impossible to go, everyone is tired, and we will stay in the village for one night today, and we will start tomorrow morning!"

After Elder Galen spoke, the crowd walked out of the elder's hut tiredly and returned home to prepare.

Only Anjiade brothers and sisters were left in the hut.

"An Jiade, you help me stabilize Hegus, I want to try the mysterious breath inside him again. I always feel that it is not a good thing!" Elder Galen walked tremblingly to the bed, Whispered to the two siblings.

Somehow, the irresistible black breath always haunted the elder's heart and made him palpitate.

Covering the eyelids of Hegus with his hands, Elder Galen ’s thin and dry lips move lightly, chanting mysterious mantras in a whisper, and leaning his mind toward the group of people entrenched in Hegus ’s heart Weird breath.

Utterly, as soon as the spiritual power came into contact with the other party, an evil and filthy spirit kicked back against the current and bounced away his mind.

When this mysterious atmosphere suddenly took off, the elder's hut also trembles, and the thatched roof flew out in a moment under a strong wind, revealing a tall and majestic figure in front of the three people in the house.

"Evil ... purify ..."

The tall old tree standing next to the elder's hut by Shen Jing was inexplicably awakened. While repeatedly whispering a few strange syllables in a low voice, he stretched out the big wooden hand composed of thick branches and laid it on the bed. Hegus took a picture.

Agus, the ancient tree of war that has always existed as the patron saint of the village, is a behemoth that has reached the age of 1,000 years, and even its large wooden hand has a radius of 5 meters. This palm is going to be photographed, and the unknown person, Hegus, is determined to be a pool of meat.

In this case, the three people in the house were shocked and inexplicable.

However, Elder Galen responded quickly, with a long oak stick in his hand. The original shrivelled and slender body quickly expanded as if inflated. In a blink of an eye, a wild bear standing upright took up the big palm of the tree man with his majestic body.

"Bang" made a muffled sound, and the energy was tumbling, and everything in the humble wooden house was scraped up and down, messy.

Alan, exhausted of natural spells, rushed to the bed to protect the unconscious sweetheart, and turned and screamed.

"Grandpa Agusa, what are you doing? Hegus was injured for our green hut! Why did you attack him?"

After the Shuren's first attack was blocked, it did not try to continue the attack, but roared loudly to "purify evil", and anxiously walked around the elder cabin.

This tree, which has been activated by a thousand-year-old tree, is more than ten meters in length. The original lush foliage has turned into its long hair flying, the muscles are firm, and the wood texture is full of circles. . The tall eyebrows on the tall tree are composed of cracked wood grains, and the two thick and strong arms are formed by the twisting of the huge green vines and branches that were originally entrenched on the body.

The ancient tree of war, Agusa, was mad and improperly tight. His thick legs with many rhizomes took every step, no less than a small earthquake, and the surrounding wooden houses shook together.

Elder Galen reluctantly lifted his wild transformation, and just returned to the human form from the form of a violent bear. A spit of old blood blasted out, and the whole person could not stand up.

The full blow of the ancient tree of war is not so easy to catch. If it weren't for his outstanding strength, I'm afraid that he would shoot him with the three young druids behind him just now.

Although there were a lot of Druids present, it was only Elder Galen who was able to communicate with Aguza, the ancient tree of war. Therefore, after struggling to breathe for a long time, Galen came to the ancient tree of war with trembling under the support of An Jiade, and talked with him in ancient elf language.

It's a pity that the feedback is still too little.

In Galen's memory, this ancient tree of war has been guarding the village since its infancy. When he was young, he did not ride on it and played happily with other friends. However, for hundreds of years, Agus, the ancient tree of war, has been sleeping soundly most of the time, and rarely does such crazy things in the form of a tree person like today.

As guardians of Druid villages, they are usually not awakened unless they encounter a terrible beast invasion.