The "spectacle" of the heart of the forest being lit by the fire of Savras naturally spread throughout the Ardenweald, just because this tree is so huge that it can be clearly seen from every corner of the fairyland.

see it.

If we only look at the size, this tree is even larger than the World Tree Nordrassil.

Therefore, when its canopy turned into a blazing torch, Lord Herne, the commander of the Wild Hunting Group who was fighting hard in Seitz Fairy Forest, immediately became worried.

The Vokai warriors under his command were even more demoralized for a moment. The thief Bwonsamdi commanded a wave of troll heroes to rush in and smashed the formation they tried to maintain. They were also surrounded by those who fell into the eternal nightmare of the Silent Ones.

The guardians of the fairy forest swarmed up and beat him, causing the rats to run away.

I don’t blame the soldiers of the Wild Hunt for their incompetence, it’s just that the meaning of this matter is too complicated.

The Queen of Winter personally sits in the heart of the forest. If the giant tree representing the heart of Ardenweald is set on fire, does that mean that Her Majesty the Queen...

hiss.

I simply don’t dare to think about it.

"Retreat! Break out with me!"

Lord Hearne, who was still trying to fight Bwonsamdi and his villain allies to retake Sezh Immortal Forest, made a quick decision that he could no longer waste his precious power here.

This brave demigod gave an order, and the warriors of the Wild Hunt under his command immediately recovered and began to use safari team tactics to break out of the fog of chaos.

They no longer struggle with the troll heroes. Anyone who approaches and tries to block them will be kicked out by the Vokai using their cute "circle kick" tactic.

Well, it is a circle kick in the true sense.

They will quickly circle in place to accumulate kinetic energy, and then attack all surrounding enemies with kicking movements similar to reindeer or war horses.

This tactic is primitive and effective, and even the Golden Troll Sword Guard Master will be kicked away.

After all, this elite group of hundreds of people are legendary hunters, even ordinary soldiers... Such an army commanded by demigods can kill one of the Abyssworn or Demon Legions even if they are thrown into the Maw or the Twisting Nether.

Blood comes from the road.

If you want to stop them, Bwonsamdi's small force is really not enough.

"Chase! Chase after me!"

The old troll will definitely not give up.

If the other Loa are fighting desperately for the future, then Bwonsamdi's participation in Black's evil actions has some personal grudges.

He is a Loa with a special status in Ardenweald. So many Loa arrived in Ardenweald, but only Bwonsamdi can build the Palace of the Otherworld. It can be seen that this guy is secretly working with the Night Fae.

Well-connected.

But when old Bangsandi thought about the gifts he had given out in order to get along well in this ghost place, and the smiles he made on his face, he felt angry. In order to build the Palace of the Underworld in the Other World, he had brought the Wild Hunting Group and the Court of the Night.

I went through all the contacts at the top and bottom and delivered all the gifts before I got permission.

Although this is a normal "human act", with Bwonsamdi's evil character, how could he feel angry?

"I asked you to accept my gift! I made you get an advantage and sent goblins to humiliate me! I made you come to the other world to cause trouble for me every two days! Bah! You bitches of the Winter Queen!

No one can escape!"

Seeing that this was a smooth battle, the old troll happily jumped up and down in the air. Under his random roar, the troll heroes began to chase down the members of the Wild Hunt.

However, no one followed Bwonsamdi's instructions, because the battlefield instructions issued by the old guy in excitement were all wrong.

Commanders have their own methods.

"enough!"

A scolding came from the edge of the mist, and the first wave of troll berserker masters who rushed to the rear of the Wild Hunt were repelled by a guy who rushed out diagonally.

The tall guy held a red wolf halberd in his hand, and a soul big-antlered deer rushed out from beside him. He stamped hard twice and drove away all the pursuers.

Old Huon's sword immediately blocked the center of Bwonsamdi's heroic spirit and the breaking out Wild Hunt group. The Antlers looked up at Bwonsamdi who summoned the bleeding moon, and he shouted:

"That's it! Your mission is completed, go to the heart of the forest! Bwonsamdi, the battle in Ardenweald is over."

"You said it was over? You arrogant old cow!"

Old Bwonsamdi scolded in a cold voice:

"You are already a traitor. Recognize your identity. Don't think that if you help them now, they will accept your favor!

No one understands that eccentric old woman, the Winter Queen, better than me. Black didn't even think about killing her. That woman didn't dare to trouble the Silent One, but she would definitely retaliate!

I am the first, you are the second!

The most powerful Wild Hunt regiment under the Queen’s command must be buried here, otherwise what happened to them today will soon happen to us again!”

"Bastards like you always imagine that the whole world is as dark as your heart..."

Huon Highmountain paid no heed to Bwonsamdi's persuasion.

He looked back at the Wild Hunt soldiers who had rushed out of the fog of chaos. Lord Hern was standing guard at the end. The demigod with the mask was looking at Hun with complex eyes, and turned around decisively after a second to leave.

.

Lao Niu glanced at Bwonsamdi and waved the Wolf's Edge in his hand.

The old troll blinked when he saw the weapon, snorted again, and said angrily:

"He actually gave you all his weapons. What a good friend. God knows what you paid to get this thing, but if this is what he meant, then so be it.

After all, the poor lonely old troll doesn’t want to offend the powerful and evil Lord the Quiet One at this time..."

The troll Death snorted, and with a wave of his hand, the troll spirits dispersed around the fairy forest. He then levitated to the huge and towering Dream Tree, while using evil methods to extract the Dream Tree's anima.

While enjoying the weeping and wailing of this fairy forest tree.

He said to old Hu En without looking back:

"You should go back first. I finally arrived at the holy land of Faye. I would be sorry for my hard work if I didn't give it a good rub. Oh, by the way!

I have a message for the Queen and the Night Faye, I want the Sez Immortal Forest!

From here on out, this will be the resting place for the Loa in Ardenweald. We don’t want to mix with the Night Faes, we also want to have our own forest.”

"Your request..."

Hu En frowned and said:

"I don't think Faye will agree."

"I'm just saying it as a formality."

Bwonsamdi laughed proudly and said:

"Do you still think that the night faes or their queen have the final say in Ardenweald now? No, no, no, this place has now been renamed "Black Forest"!

I don’t mind if the boss eats more meat, but we younger brothers also have to drink soup, right?

There are seven dream trees in Ardenweald.

As the winner, I only need one, which has already given the original owner of this forest face.

Go, go, do your work, don't disturb me here to savor the taste of victory alone, I want to move my palace of the other world here.

Huhahahahaha, I will create a natural paradise here in my imagination. The trolls and Loa will thank me. That big idiot Lezan will never be able to compete with me for the throne of "King of Loa" in the future.

"

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On the other side, under the giant tree in the heart of the forest that was ignited and extinguished, the half-burned leaves were still spinning in the air and falling continuously, while the bare burned branches high in the sky were emitting black smoke.

The ashes and light spots in the sky continued to scatter, making the large platform in the heart of the forest, which was completely silent at this time, look like an epic scene of fantasy.

If you don't take into account the scorching smoke, this huge bare tree fits the meaning of "the arrival of cold winter". If you don't believe me, just look at the trees in winter, it looks like this.

The Winter Queen was thrown onto the platform.

Her life was not in danger.

Just because of the collision of divine power and the anima clash with the Fire Demon King incarnated by Black, this reckless lady obviously overestimated her own strength. After losing twice in a row, she had entered the weakest state.

inside.

She collapsed on the platform covered with ashes, trying hard to hold up her body with trembling hands. The large flame-scorched scars on the back of the simple and luxurious blue royal robe exposed the queen's delicate blue skin, and because of her

The face that has turned pale with pain and weakness and covered with cold sweat is very consistent with the miserable end of the proud queens in some kind of animation that cannot pass the censorship...

"Buzz"

The cold Blade of Sorrow swords were combined into one and were held by the Evil God in his hands. The dominating runes dancing on the blue blades illuminated the eyes of the Winter Queen. Black pressed the cold blade against the Winter Queen's chin to help.

She raised her head proudly, forcing her to meet her eyes.

"Now, tell me what you think."

Lord Evil God ignored the Loa and Faye around him. After seeing the Winter Queen's defeat with his own eyes, the battle in the heart of the forest calmed down.

They knew the battle was over and the evil god had won.

Although the Faye were unwilling to admit defeat, their queen was under the evil god's sword, which forced them not to act rashly. No one would doubt that the sword in the evil god's hand could not harm the Eternal One.

That sword seems to be made for this.
To be continued...