Shire did not notice the riots in the rear army.

Because before the change happened, he had already entered a woodland where the intersection between Dorias and Nantontussib.

The sky is bright and the stars are sparse, and the forest roads under your feet are wet and soft.

As you see, everything around you is dense and dark woods.

The forest was extremely quiet, and there was no sound of insects.

It may be because of the night, or it may be because of its true face. Walking on this road is actually a completely dense forest, a sense of gloomy and terrifying arises naturally.

Everything seemed very dark in all directions. As Charles continued to move towards the west, he could faintly see pale spider webs in the dark dense forest on his right hand.

But except for occasionally seeing some gray-green spider eggs guarding the roots of the tree, Charles did not see any spider figures.

"Has been killed?"

This guess feels a bit unlikely, but what else can explain why there are no spider figures here?

The more Charles thought about it, the more something was wrong, so he reached out and patted the white horse under him, signaling him to stop rushing.

Turning around, he glanced at the surrounding forest that looked hazy and dim under the vague moonlight. The environment without any sound except the breathing of himself and the horses was quite depressing and even weird.

Charles felt that this was not the silence that was about to come, but the real silence.

There was a bad feeling, so he turned over and dismounted, then walked to a turbid and unmoving pond in the forest not far away, and squatted and concentrated.

After a moment of brewing in his mind, he raised his hand and brushed through the pool below. Under a ripples, a hazy picture appeared faintly.

The dense forest that retreated rapidly, the lofty and terrifying mountains, dense spiders, and a huge spider leg that suddenly descended on the cliff.

The picture is hazy because of the turbidity of the pool, and this magic cannot clearly and continuously present the events.

But Charles was enough to determine something because of this.

As his age comes, although his spiritual talent has not undergone any qualitative changes, his magic has been silently strengthening.

Shire didn't feel too tired when using this elf spell at this time, but was still energetic.

This predictive mantra learned from Heathlum can allow him to see some pictures of the present and the past, and have a certain direction and prophecy.

The strange reflection gems he gave to Lucien were derived from this spell, but relatively speaking, they were just weakened versions.

The complete spell was enough to see something he wanted to see.

Charles then stood up, turned to look north, his eyes flashed.

The spiders all ran to the north, and to the north of Nanduntaosabu was the highlands of Dosoniana covered with pine trees.

There are a large number of elves troops stationed there, so under normal circumstances, even if these spiders have poor intentions, they will not cause much damage for a while, but will retreat as time goes by. The elves garrisons on the encirclement line are not alone.

So unless these spiders can withstand the counterattack of the entire Nodo clan, it will be futile to get this situation.

However, the huge spider figure made Charles feel that things were not very simple. At the same time, the group of spiders who were originally dormant and were attacked suddenly made some moves. Leaving the attacker no matter how he ran to the north, he was obviously suspicious.

So he walked back to his mount, took some luggage off his back and carried it on his back, patted the horse's neck, and whispered a few instructions.

Seeing the white horse turn and leave, Charles pulled out a short sword from his back, and then rushed directly into the dense forest of Nanduntuo Seb.

The sparsely grown forested forests could barely pass through horses, but the dense valley forests in the north obviously did not have such conditions. In addition, they might encounter danger, so Charles decided to move forward alone.

He ran at full speed very quickly, and countless twisted and thick trees flew past both sides one after another, and spider webs spreading over his head were repeatedly reflected in his eyes.

The pale spider webs hung between the branches and trunks, either empty or sticking to various animal corpses. Occasionally, one or two decaying humanoids can be seen.

At the same time, the roots of many trees are filled with spider eggs that look like large green mushrooms. The surface seems to be very hard, but a small bucket of sword can flow out a large piece of thick green juice and spider fetal embryos that are still squirming and trembling.

However, no adult spider exists here!

It is understandable to say that you can't see the spider from that edge. But you can't see it so deeply. Even without the previous predicted magic, Charles was completely enough to notice that it was abnormal.

This place is filled with a dizzying and strange force, but this force is not strong, and at this time Charles' will is completely enough to resist.

As we moved forward, gradually, the originally pale spider webs finally turned into strange black webs that looked like black abyss.

This kind of net single feels dizzy when you look at it.

It's just that because there is no spider, it doesn't cause too much trouble to Shire.

Finally, when Charles crossed the vast dense forest and appeared at the place where a forest intersected with the rock at the end, his steps suddenly stopped.

The dark clouds surging in the night sky, and the bright stars are either hidden or obscured.

Under the cold moonlight, the surface of the mountain that should have been yellow or gray-silver is now filled with dense spiders!

They kept crawling towards the top of the towering mountain, like a large group of black ants climbing onto the surface of tree bark.

And on the top of the mountain rocks that can be seen from afar, a huge figure bathed in the cold moonlight is visible from afar.

Behind it, countless "trumpet" spiders who climbed to the top of the mountain were heading towards the north like a tide-

There is Dosonian!

...

The blockbuster shouts of killing accompanied by successive screams of pain and some trivial strange sounds formed all the noises in the pine forest on the south edge of Dosonian.

The originally dense green grass was corroded and charred by thick green liquid. Some squirrels who were active in the pine forest hid in their unsafe tree holes, shivering, and instinctively hoping that everything outside would disappear as soon as possible.

However, the situation did not deteriorate with the passage of time, but instead became more and more intense.

The fully armed elves soldiers were constantly falling down, either beside their comrades or were overwhelmed by a large number of spider shadows, and were eventually bound into white cocoons by a group of crazy monsters and moved to the rear.

The death numbers are increasing in dozens, hundreds, hundreds...

Looking down, the entire pine forest was gradually covered by waves of black monsters, and the resistance line, which originally shone with silver armor, continued to retreat, and became increasingly thin.

A quick sword stabbed into a hideous spider's mouth like lightning, which made its originally crazy posture suddenly quiet. The sword edge then turned without hesitation, wrapped in anger, and slashed another monster that was taking the opportunity to attack in half.

A rain of arrows came from behind, forcing a group of monsters emerging in front of the warriors to retreat, so the warriors took the opportunity to retreat.

His behavior seemed full of vitality and heroism, but the monster's blood made the sword in his hand more dull.

The forest was already at the last side, and the offensive and resistance continued to unfold.

Seeing that the army was about to be forced out, for some reason, the attacking spiders suddenly retreated, leaving behind a large body and a corroded and charred earth.

It felt a little strange, but the soldiers could take advantage of this to take a breath.

So the blonde elf who was leading the way grabbed the adjutant who was following him and shouted: "Go to the north and ask for help from my brother!"

"There are already scouts, but there is no response yet!" the adjutant quickly replied.

"What is Angelod doing?" The blonde elf was angry when he heard this, but a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

That brother has always been calm and agile, but now he has changed so much in the rear, and his reaction is so slow?

From the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the sky in the north that seemed to be more gloomy than the one above his head. The blonde elves felt a little bad.

"Soon and evening kill you!"

He glared at the large group of monsters lurking in the woods, and the blonde elves cursed, and then prepared to retreat temporarily.

They were stationed here only by a small army, which was caused by a warning from a tree pastor.

So even if he was beaten step by step, the blonde elves didn't think they would be unable to do anything to those ugly spiders.

On the contrary, the abnormalities in the north made him care more.

However, before his retreat order was actually issued, the blonde elves suddenly changed their minds.

It was not that he was no longer worried about the north, but that there was a sharp sound coming from the opposite side!

At the same time, there was a sharper hoarse roar.

"The big spider was attacked?" He was shocked.

To the south of this place is a towering cliff, which has been occupied by spider monsters. In this case, how could the existence hidden in the deepest part of the monster wave be attacked?
Chapter completed!