73: Act 29 Tu n’s Legacy_2 73: Act 29 Tu n’s Legacy_2 Moreover, as luck would have it, they were just within the response range.
“Brand?”
“Brand, what’s wrong?” Romantic and Frey spoke simultaneously.
This ti, even if they were fools, they could tell that the card in Brand’s hand had a problem.
“I’ll explain it to you later, is the armor on?” Brand took one last look at the valley below and asked with urgency.
Frey nodded.
The strong magical reaction had already caused shadows of Demon Servants to appear in the valley, and Brand saw several Withered Beast juveniles passing through the dried-up gully below.
He couldn’t afford to be negligent, imdiately instructing Romantic and Frey to drop as much weight as possible and proceed eastward along the cliff with light gear.
Food and water should have been important reserves, but at this mont, they couldn’t afford to keep them.
Brand only carried basic equipnt and a few coils of rope, leaving each person with a torch and discarding all other unnecessary weights.
They had to race against ti.
As they moved, more and more Withered Beasts gathered at the bottom of the valley, making it seem as if the entire Xavier Mountain Path was boiling.
Seeing the situation below made Brand’s heart pound; this was truly a monster riot.
However, on the cliff, the first wave of monsters would take at least ten minutes to reach their previous campsite.
Even if a few Withered Beasts spotted them below, their numbers were not enough to be a concern.
Brand’s real worry was that the route of the Magic Tree People patrol on the eastern cliff might change due to this sudden occurrence.
Therefore, he had to reach the middle of the gorge before the Golden Magic Tree offspring did.
Only there could he find a way to kill the first patrol.
He knew that this patrol should have just passed the riverbank at this mont, and even if they turned back imdiately, it would take two hours to reach the middle of the gorge.
He had been to this instance countless tis to farm the Heart of the Golden Tree; every movent was imprinted in his mory.
His only concern was that reality might differ from the ga.
Fortunately, they arrived just in ti.
On the ridge, the three saw a group of creatures covered in vine weaves rushing from the east, and both sides discovered each other almost simultaneously.
The Magic Tree People stood almost one and a half tis taller than a person, entwined with vine-like aerial roots.
They had no eyes, but the mbrane-like organs on their joints could capture every detail of sound.
They also ca in adult and juvenile forms.
Adult ones were highly dexterous, running and jumping through the valley with ease and adept at climbing, posing the greatest threat to Brand.
But among these ten Magic Tree People, only one was an adult, matching his mory.
“Get to the top, before they do.” Brand saw the Magic Tree People getting closer and clenched his fist nervously.
There was a giant rock at the top, which could be dislodged with explosives in the ga, rolling down to kill the patrolling Magic Tree People and blocking the gorge.
Now, Brand obviously didn’t have explosives, nor could he find any in ti.
However, he had the Wind Queen’s Ring, which was much stronger than explosives.
He looked at the small platform at the top and couldn’t help but sigh.
Normally, he could easily reach it before the adult Magic Tree People, but this ti, due to the paralysis poison, his dexterity had decreased by 0.3 energy levels.
He could only rely on Frey and Romantic now.
The two girls didn’t understand what Brand had in mind but nodded earnestly.
At this critical mont, even though Brand didn’t say much, seeing his tense expression, they knew those monsters ahead were tough.
Both sides raced against ti.
Frey and Brand managed a bit better, while the slightly weaker Romantic was gasping for breath, her face pale, but fortunately, they reached the top first because of their ti advantage.
But only just.
Brand and Frey had just climbed up when the figure of the adult Magic Tree Person appeared on the other side.
A Level 22 monster, Brand knew just by thinking with his toes that the chances of winning were zero.
But even with zero chances, he had to fight; there was no option to sit and wait for death.
Brand imdiately tossed the Wind Queen’s Ring to Frey, shouting, “Attack the rock’s connecting point and knock it down.
The command is Oss, got it?”
Frey instinctively caught the ring and hesitated, “Brand?”
“Wear it on your index finger; I’ll hold this monster off.
Hurry.” Brand initially wanted Romantic to do it, as that would save one person to cover him, but looking back, he saw that Miss rchant was still far behind.
This was the result of her usual laziness.
He couldn’t help but shake his head.
Turning back, Brand took a deep breath, his entire body tensing from nervousness.
Although he appeared calm in front of Frey, it didn’t an he wasn’t scared.
Magic Tree People were not Withered Beasts; their solid Level 1 strength made it hard for him to believe he could withstand them without the Wind Queen’s Ring.
4.5 energy level strength, 6 energy level constitution, 2 energy level dexterity.
High defense and resilience, corrosive toxins on their surface, adept at remote attacks, with binding abilities, weak to fire and slashing.
Brand recalled the creature’s attributes, knowing that while they seed similar to Elite Withered Beasts in stats, their battles were worlds apart.
Just as Brand thought this, the vines on the Magic Tree Person’s body seed to co alive, flying toward him with countless strikes.
He hurriedly rolled to the side to dodge—what previously looked like limp vines now shot into the rock like steel cables with a ‘zing,’ causing the rock to sizzle and emit white smoke.
Corrosiveness, the most terrifying aspect of Magic Tree People.
Ordinary swords not only couldn’t harm them but would be damaged by their corrosive skins.
The Magic Tree Person, hearing the miss, swung its vine whip sideways at Brand again.
He cursed inwardly but could only keep rolling to dodge, the ‘steel cable’ sweeping across the ground and sending rocks flying.
Fragnts hit Brand’s brow, making his forehead bleed profusely.
But he couldn’t afford to utter a sound.
Grabbing the Azure Light Piercing, he lunged at the attacker during its attack gap.
It was at that mont he hesitated.
A line of ghostly green text appeared on his retina—
“Invoke the Holy Sword?”
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