Age of Adepts

black worm tide constantly gushing.

These tiny and weird black worms clustered together, raging wildly upwards, and the black worm stack slowly pulled up, quickly bursting into a creepingly distorted strange human form.

And this strange human face, which is characterized by thousands of creeping black worms, has an ugly, horrible worm face. The insect man raised his head and looked around for a moment. Mori's cold eyes fell over the tall tree hall platform in the distance through the dense and numb green ocean.

67 Elves...

1 Master Sword Dancer, 3 Sword Dancers...

3 Elven Archers...

1 Reserve Pegasus Knight...

2 trees under a millennium...

Billis cracked open the ugly mouth of the Lotus Petal, emitting a strange hissing characteristic of insect life.

This village of Rutherland has been under his scrutiny for three days, and the number of Pokémon and guard forces in it are well known to him. Seriously, this little elf village is simply not qualified to resist a thriving bug army.

But those two little trees in Rutherland Village made him throw some rat whiskeys!

In the army of the Elf Kingdom, the primary activated magical plant was the so-called Tree Man Warrior. And the tree is the early form of a tree warrior.

If they are fortunate enough to survive the millennium threshold and make their form stronger, they will be honored to be promoted to the rank of number one tree warrior with long life, rough skin, defense and poor abilities.

These two little trees, rooted in Rutherland Village, obviously have not reached the minimum threshold for promotion of tree warriors, but if they really want to start a virtue, then the killing power is also first-class horror. So the bug witch Billis lasted three days around the village, waiting for a perfect opportunity to attack.

And Billis chose the timing of the attack to be the only time the Rutherland Village Elves could get together in a day.

When all the Pokémon gathered on that tree hall platform, the Bug Witch Billis grinned silently and waved his hand, made of countless bugs, and the attack began!

The last moment was still a peaceful and truly beautiful elf village, and the next moment the wind suddenly mutated into a creepy and horrible magic domain.

The earth began to swell and swell like the surface of the ocean on empty wooded spaces. As the ground collapsed and the earth broke apart, a horrific black swarm erupted from the tide inside.

Black worms have little heads, but they have reached an alarming level.

They clustered together, and as soon as they drilled out of the ground, they gathered in a terrible sea of worms towards those tall, ancient trees in the heart of the village.

Black worm seas are still spreading on the ground, and more worms have overthrown the surrounding tall trees, climbing along all avenues that can be salvaged towards the target area. Along the way, they pass the ground, trunks, branches, vine bridges… all green leaves are devoured.

Looking away, Rutherland Village is like blowing up a few huge clusters of ink and is invading and devouring all the greens at an alarming rate.

A bug bite may be very slight, but tens of millions and billions of bug bites come together to form a horrible, almost unheard noise, echoing violently throughout Rutherland Village.

Soon, some elves discovered the anomalies that had occurred in the village.

As a burst of heartbreaking lung screams began to sound, the Pokémon who were training rushed out of the tree hall and looked at the horrible scene in front of them.

This... what is this?

Countless elves roar wildly in their hearts...

But the black worm sea is still firmly and persistently moving forward, swallowing and soon surrounding three tall ancient trees in the heart of Rutherland village. And more worms spreading wildly upwards along ancient tree trunks, tree bridges, and vines.

“Don't panic… it's a terrible tide of worms driven by evil witches. Everyone picks up their weapons, we must defend our homes with our lives...”

Normal Pokémon see the dense and numb black worm sea in front of them, let alone fight, that both hands and feet have been frightened into noodles. At this time, only the archery instructor and sworddancer master assigned to Rutherland Village could calm down.

Under the loud reprimand and direction of both of them, the overfrightened ordinary elves helped each other climb toward a higher level ancient tree platform, while the only sworddancer fighters and elf archers and archers in the village gathered beside them and formed a thin line of defense to stop the wormsea from continuing to advance toward the heights of the ancient trees.

Countless worms climb up along the trunks of ancient trees, and further afield, the endless sea of worms rushes towards it. Beneath the ancient trees, insects have been piled more than a metre high and are constantly moving upwards.

Looking down, all the elves could not help but breathe a chill from the depths of their hearts.

How many bugs are in this batch...

Psst...

Successive Enchanted Burst Arrows have landed in the most densely populated areas with beautiful curves.

The continuous bursting sound of the bursting sound rolled the black smoke of the sea of worms, and the corpses splattered.

But the blank areas cleared by the bursting arrows were only two or three of the finest, and were overturned again by the swarmed bugs. Looking at it, it is almost impossible to see any tendency to reduce or sparse insect populations, but instead there is a growing density of insect seas and a growing sense of alienation among insect populations.

A series of Pokémon Feather Arrows burst wildly into the sea of worms, the vast majority of which are ordinary Feather Arrows, with only a handful of Enchanted Burst Arrows. These are usually the best feathers and arrows for the Pokémon to play with precision and ingenuity, but at this moment they do nothing.

Apart from the ‘slight' damage that bursting arrows can inflict on insects, ordinary Pokémon feather arrows are like little stones thrown into the current and quickly become unnoticed by the other party.

As for injury...

How many Magic Arrows can a remote Pokémon Hill Village have!

After the twelve bursting arrows were fired, the persevering elf archery instructor also showed bitter despair on his face. Her beautiful slender fingers held the last magic burst arrow tight, but it was too late to fire.

Shoot where?

There are dense and numb worm seas everywhere under the tree in front of you, and even if you don't aim, you can't shoot away with your eyes closed. But... is it worth it to use such a precious burst arrow just to procrastinate the little time that the sea of worms stretches up?

At no time before today had she doubted her strength and ability. She believes that with the elf bow and Magic Exploding Arrow in her hand, she can defeat any enemy and defeat any opponent.

This is her confidence and the belief that the Elf Clan continues to settle down to this day.

But now... she's a little hesitant, a little confused, wandering!

For the first time, she opened her bow and put an arrow on it, but didn't even know where she was supposed to shoot and whether she should shoot...

“Quick... blow the flute...”

At this critical moment, the master sworddancer was more steady and calm.

Tree flute?

Hearing the shout, the archery instructor immediately lit up in front of him, throwing the bow and arrow in his hand to the assistant beside him, long to the edge of the tree hall platform, touched a green strange tree flute from his arms, and placed it on his lips, intending to blow it.

“Be careful...”

“Get out of the way...”

Suddenly, several hurried shouts rang behind him.

The archery instructor was an expert trained in rigorous tactical combat, his eyes swept away and immediately discovered several strange black figures that had swept into her.

The archery instructor stepped up and dodged two strange green sickles crossed. Her lightweight toes quickly stepped on another pair of sharply splitting sickle blades, with which she dodged out slightly more flexibly.

In the air, she pulled out her protective dagger and staggered with the third black figure she sought.

Ah, a terrible scream, the archery instructor's right arm broke shoulder and flew out with a lot of blood. On the other hand, she barely stood up to the other party's attack, one heel tipped over to the center of the platform, squatted on the ground, and waved a dagger with her remaining arm to protect herself.

Pfft...

A string of Pokémon feather arrows shoots past, but in a crisp clang, several strange creatures across the street chop it down with a terrible sickle-shaped forelimb.

Mantis!

Three strange mantis actually attacked the archery instructor across the street.

One of the main reasons these mantis are weird is that they're a little too big.

If you stand up, each of these mantis is about a meter and a half long.

Such a large mantis is rare even in the great forest of magical beasts!

They are all pitch-black, and the surface of their bodies is a strange shell with a metallic shine. Two pairs of translucent wormwings, three pairs of sharp abnormal arthropod legs behind the back, and a pair of horrible sickle-shaped forelimbs filled with sharp sharp serrations waved at the front end of the semi-strong body.

Earlier, the three Fae Mantis were the archery instructors who had secretly attacked the forelimbs of the sickle with their rapid figure and horror, and blocked the intense shooting by the Pokémon Archers.

“And your messenger? Don't you have the guts to come out and fight us? Let him out...” The Master Sword Dancer waved his double knife, blocking his injured companion, and shouted in anger at three approaching mantis.

Unfortunately, his magic mantis is of no use to these magical mantis.

The three demonized mantis wings shook wildly, flattening their long bodies against the ground and diving up at high speeds. The dreaded sickle-shaped forelimbs carried a series of strange illusions, leaving behind them a sharp cracking sound of tearing air.

Bell...

A string of metal bursts sounded intensely, and the master sworddancer reluctantly withstood the attack of three demonized mantis with his flexible figure and impervious seal. But the power gap made him tremble every time.

There was no alternative, the master sworddancer was forced by the other party to even retreat, and the tiger mouth with the knife had collapsed.

The drop of blood spilled underneath your feet is astonishing.

And with his cover, the arm-breaking archery instructor finally freed up time to blow that bizarre tree flute.

A strange sound wave that is difficult for ordinary people to detect begins to echo violently in the woods and spreads to distant ridges...