Since the first wave of flying monsters, the sky has become particularly quiet. Zhao Mai waited for a long time, but he still didn't see the phenomenon of taking off a ball of flying monsters in the past.

Cowardly? Hiding? This is completely inconsistent with the characteristics of the Ramashtu monster. In Zhao Mai's cognition, Ramashtu, the mother of monsters, is a crazy and powerful god. She has never been famous for her conspiracy and threats. The way to solve problems is either to kill or fuck...

The gnoll claimed that when Ramashtu first saw it, he mateed with it, so the first gnoll was born. The Minotaur also told the same story, but the protagonist was replaced by a bull; similarly, thousands of similar stories include various creatures, all claiming that the mother of monsters is the ancestor of these ferocious creatures. But she actually has no sexual interest, everything is to reproduce and create new monster species. Therefore, the current situation of hiding and not siege is particularly strange. It is logical that such a situation should not occur unless...

Unless a new monster is about to appear, the attention to reproduction is greater than that of killing! Zhao Mai stopped in the air, pulled out his wand and waved it in the air, creating a "flying letter". The wizarding world uses this flying letter to convey simple information, which can reduce the chaos created by owl feathers and feces to a certain extent. According to the emerging situation, Zhao Mai wrote his guess on it and sent it to Joseph of the Enlightenment Tree.

"It seems that we have to use some means to force them out!" Zhao Mai raised his height, expanded the element cluster scroll, and began to mobilize the natural force according to the instructions above. Zhao Mai did not hide the loud sound of chanting the spell. He hoped that someone could hear and try to stop him, rather than hide and lie in ambush.

The farmer's forest was quiet and without any reaction, so Zhao Mai was not polite and continued to focus on casting spells. The element clusters kept summoning elements to help by opening channels connecting element planes. Unlike the projection of summoning techniques, the elements coming from the channel were all real bodies, with more powerful strength and more obvious elemental characteristics. They obeyed the caster's natural force information and would never rebel. They were one of the safest "legion" spells.

Zhao Mai chose the Qi element plane, and a group of whirlwinds rushed out of the plane passage, and then quickly lowered the height. They drilled into the forest, searched for the shadows of monsters everywhere, and soon fought with the mutant monsters entrenched on the trunks and treetops. With these Qi elements as guards, Zhao Mai could safely lower the height and began to call on the tree guards.

The concentration of natural force in Graleone is far less than that of Skull Island in Atlantis. If you want to create a tree colossus, you have to consume a lot of Zhao Mai's natural force. Keeping these forces can actually play a greater role, so Zhao Mai just summoned ten tree people and promoted them together with the Qi element. At this moment, he finally opened the hornet's nest, and various monsters flocked to fight Zhao Mai's ground army.

Claws, teeth, poisonous needles, and various monsters showed unpredictable means. A gray wolf ran over and exposed its sharp teeth. Who would have thought that its real attack method was to crack its head and spray sour water from it? A group of poisonous snakes swam over, opened their mouths that had lost their poisonous fangs, and absorbed them on the tree man like leeches. Then they burned the center with high-heat saliva and tried to get in. If this continues, the tree man will be consumed soon, and the effect of Zhao Mai's spell will be greatly reduced, and the casting will be more costly.

"Hmph, Qi Element and Tree Man, two types of black five categories have been gathered together. Do you think it's so easy to get rid of?" Zhao Mai waved his wand. The spell was more effective than the druid's spell in controlling the power of the element. He borrowed power from the Qi Element Channel, wrapped it around the tree man's body, and then ordered the Qi Element to "lie up" on it.

As long as there is a suitable elemental environment, the qi element itself does not need a fixed shape. Zhao Mai's spell is equivalent to putting a layer of "armor" composed of qi elements on the tree. The high-speed rotating air current is enough to have wind power of more than ten levels. Whether it is the snake drilling into the tree or other monsters trying to climb up, they are all bounced away by this layer of wind armor. Even the acid, poison juice, etc. sprayed far away, and the monsters that are hurt are Ramashtu's own.

For a moment, sand and stones flew away, and all the tiny objects on the ground became ammunition for attack. Even the tiny branches had the power of crossbow arrows when they had obtained enough speed. Eight wind armored treemen rushed into the enemy group and waved their rotating fists. They were really injured and killed.

Monsters continued to rush up, like moths that flew fire. When it comes to fighting alone, none of them was the opponent of the giant tree man, but after accumulating the number, even small wounds would eventually be fatal.

"They will eventually be killed, and you can't consume them like this." Xiaohua also reminded this question in time. "Elevate the height and don't fall into the battle on the ground."

"Okay, I understand." Zhao Mai issued the final order to the tree warriors, allowing them to cover each other, start charging and breaking through, and traumatizing the enemy during the movement. This will last longer and attract the enemy better.

Following the direction guided by Xiaohua, Zhao Mai flew towards the direction of the big pit. From a distance, he saw a figure rising from the ground, floating in the air, as if waiting for him. It was a tall and thin man with a fluttering hem, holding a "rolling pin" in his hand. Of course, this is just a derogatory description of the enemy's unique and belittled nature.

In fact, it was a man with a white face and a charming appearance. Under his slender and neat eyelashes, a pair of purple vertical pupils looked at Zhao Mai with lust. If the firm nose bridge represents a determination that is not easy to shake, then what does the pale thin lips represent? Resentment and longing?

He wore a light brown and dark black mage robe, decorated with red and gold patterns, each patterned as a monster's avatar, and in the middle of his chest was the holy emblem of Ramashtu, which was a jackal with three eyes. The wind blew the mage robe and lifted the swing to the side, revealing muscle tangled, hairy and naked long legs, and a pair of flip-flops that were clamped by their toes.

"You're here..."

Zhao Mai stopped quickly, and for the first time he felt that using his mind's superpower to strengthen his sensory abilities was a wrong choice. He only felt that the gastric juice was surging, and his heart and lungs were as if he was hit hard, so he covered his stomach with his hands and started to retching. Fortunately, his body's digestive ability was strong enough and he had already absorbed all the food, otherwise he would have really been wasted.

"You are a strange person. Why do you know that bait is a dangerous thing or you are going to come?" Ramashtu's interceptor's voice was so loud that it made people goosebumps, while what it said was so terrifying. "Your thoughts, your tactics, and your meaningless attempts were all expected by the great Mother Goddess. It is better to surrender, to accompany each other, and to enjoy happiness."

"Stop talking, let me vomit for a while..." Zhao Mai bent down, clenched his fist, and pounded his stomach twice. At this moment, he suddenly accelerated, broke out from the barriers of shock waves and sounds, and punched the mage with a fierce punch.
Chapter completed!