Magical Strategist

Not to mention Erin's soft feet, even a druid with hard fur couldn't withstand such torture.

Looking at Irene's dull expression, the spirit said: "Why, are you shrinking back?"

"No, I won't back down."

With that said, Erin consciously took off her leather boots, revealing her white and tender feet.

How could the real dragon bear to do such a thing to Eileen? He quickly said: "Wait a minute, let me take her place!"

"You don't have the qualifications, just kneel down." The brown bear shouted sternly.

At this time, Erin stepped into the thorn garden.

The moment she landed, the spikes on the vines pierced the soles of her feet and cut her ankles. Red blood flows out.

The flowers seem to smell the "fragrance" and bloom more beautifully. The surrounding flower buds also bloomed. They greedily sucked the blood. The petals also turned rose red.

Erin bit her lower lip and frowned. She mustered up the courage to take a few steps, but the severe pain made her let out a low moan.

The thorns cut her calves, and her white feet were stained with blood. Every step he took left a bright red color behind.

Luna's expression and behavior were deeply imprinted in the minds and hearts of the blood elf warriors. With such a leader, no matter how hard it is, he will go through mountains of swords and seas of fire. They wanted to resist, even if they died, they would not let Moon God suffer such humiliation. It's just that they promised not to resist no matter what happened.

The one who feels the most distressed should be the real dragon. How could he bear to see Irene in such a mess. I wish I could slap that bullshit god to death. He was holding back, but his anger had already emerged and was about to break through the bottleneck.

poof...

Erin was halfway there when she suddenly tripped. The thorns cut through her black leather coat, adding more scars to her body without mercy.

The flowers suck the delicious blood even more greedily.

Erin's face turned pale from the loss of too much blood. I saw her lying in the flowers without moving for a long time.

Could it be...

Moon God!

The real dragon finally couldn't help it and rushed towards the thorn garden like crazy.

However, the gods stood in front of the real dragon like a city wall, extremely tall and intimidating.

The real dragon doesn't care whether he is a god or a ghost, he is fearless when he is furious. With an angry shout, golden fighting energy burst out of his body.

The god was dismissive and just flicked his fingers.

That's right, he casually flicked his fingers, and a strong wind blew the real dragon into the air!

Finally he fell heavily to the ground.

The real dragon refused to accept it and stepped forward to fight.

"Hui, no, don't do it!" The weak Irene pleaded.

"But you..."

"I can do it!"

Erin gritted her teeth and stood up bit by bit. Faith makes her stronger. She couldn't fall here, at least not until she defeated Ivan.

Compared to my brother who is imprisoned in Moonstone Prison, these tortures are nothing!

After she stood up, she continued walking...

The end was getting closer and closer, and her face became paler and paler, like white petals.

A pair of feet were covered in blood and flesh, and several pieces of toenails were missing. It's not hard to imagine how painful this is.

There are less than ten steps to the end, and every step requires infinite courage.

Erin gritted her teeth and quickened her pace.

Getting closer……

Right in front of you!

last step!

Erin finally stepped out of the thorn garden!

She collapsed and fainted at the finish line.

The real dragon rushed over and picked up Irene, looking at her feet, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"Are you satisfied now?" The real dragon glared at the god fiercely.

The god sighed and said: "Well, he is indeed a strong leader. If I don't fulfill my promise, I'm afraid I will be ridiculed."

"Then tell your people to get out of the way!" The real dragon hugged Irene and prepared to leave.

The gods gave a look, and the druids took the initiative to make way for the blood elves to leave.

Thanks to Eileen's efforts, everyone left the stage safely.

The road ahead was smooth and smooth. Not only did the Druid not embarrass them, but he also showed them the way.

Irene's legs were injured, and the rest of the journey was carried by True Dragon and Yuan Shan in turns.

.........

After twenty days of trekking, we finally walked out of the Yuze Sea of ​​Trees.

Officially set foot on the territory of the Mora tribe.

The feeling of returning to their hometown made everyone extremely excited. Some even shed tears.

This is their hometown!

To a real dragon, everything here seems incredible.

Blood elves do not build houses, but are very similar to druids and live in trees. However, the trees of the blood elves are bigger and more spectacular, far larger than human imagination. A forest is like a village or even a town.

Branches and twigs are "roads", and they are wide enough for blood elves to ride their mounts and walk freely on them without having to worry about falling or traffic jams.

On the larger tree branches, there are vendors doing business, and on the branches are wooden huts built by blood elves...

Such is the life of a blood elf.

Erin's foot injury has basically recovered and she can walk on her own.

She was very familiar with this place. Moonstone Prison was right in front, about two days' journey away.

After learning that Irene was back, Ivan sent people to encircle and suppress her. Troops searching for Irene and others could be seen everywhere.

You must not be able to walk on the main road, you can only take hidden paths.

The Blood Elf continent is all plains, with no mountains and only countless giant trees. And this so-called "path" is actually a branch on a giant tree.

Some giant trees are connected together. It is these dense branches and vines that make the giant trees form a collective.

They came to a giant tree, with a thick trunk at least a hundred meters in diameter!

The real dragon couldn't help but open his mouth in surprise when he saw these magical plants. Eileen told him that there were even bigger ones, countless with a diameter of five hundred meters. The tree trunks of Yuna Holy Land reach over one thousand meters.

"Climbing a tree" is very simple. There is a teleportation array under every tree developed as a residence. As long as you are in the array, you can directly reach the tree.

After landing, in order to avoid exposing their whereabouts, everyone spread out and divided into more than twenty teams. There are many paths leading to the prison.

It was the first time for the real dragon to walk on the tree, and it seemed very uncomfortable. He was stepping on the round wood and couldn't keep his balance.

"Get used to it slowly, don't be in a hurry." Irene walked steadily on the side, patiently comforting the real dragon. "This kind of road will be walked often in the future, so you have to learn."

"Are your blood elves' feet all bird claws?" The real dragon complained without tears. I can’t even imagine walking on this kind of “road” for the next three days.

After walking through branch after branch for almost half a day, the real dragon finally found some feeling. At least my body is no longer wobbly, but my calves are sore and painful.

Moonstone Prison.

It got its name because there is a stone under the tree that shines like the moon all year round.

Said to be a prison, it is actually a giant tree. There are sentries guarding the teleportation array under the tree. The tree was guarded by hundreds of soldiers and was heavily guarded.

Erin and the others arrived near the prison and prepared to rescue the leader of the Mora tribe.

The rescue mission was not suitable for too many people to participate in. Erin selected ten blood elves with strong combat effectiveness and led the team herself. The remaining personnel were hiding around the prison to provide support.