Your San Value is Zero

The tamer who controlled the magic eagle informed Watson that [Turbo Duck] and others had tamed a son of the Green God.

Watson double-checked that he heard correctly.

How can it be?

As we all know, although the magic rabbit looks docile and cute, it is actually the most difficult monster to tame.

Even if you surrender it, there will be a high probability of rebellion in the future.

And these people actually tried to tame the magic rabbit in such a tense moment of battle.

This behavior seems somewhat cerebral to the natives.

But if you think about it carefully, there are a few things they do that do not involve cerebral palsy.

A group of people rushed out of the gate to fight the beasts head-on.

Then, because we couldn't squeeze into the front line, we found another way up the rock wall.

In the end, he jumped into the enemy group and blew himself up like crazy. These people really didn't take their own lives seriously.

Watson took a deep breath and turned to look at the gate below.

At some point, an adventurer with a gold-level strength came there to organize the players.

This is the golden clone sent by Du Wei in order to prevent players from messing around and opening the door frequently, which may lead to bad consequences.

When players gather at the gate, they will be guided by the task panel and come to the avatar in an orderly manner to check in.

At the same time, their task panels will also display waiting information for entering the queue. Only when the number of people in the queue reaches a hundred, the golden clone will ask the guards to open the door for everyone.

Watson looked at Du Wei's clone from the high platform. There were only a handful of people with gold-level strength in the Adventurers Association.

He basically knew them all, but the person in front of him had never heard of them.

Weird things happened one after another, making him suspicious of the adventurers and noble leaders who arrived at the same time.

Where did this group of people come from? Their behavior was completely different from the adventurers and noble armies he knew.

Although there will be some among them who are not afraid of death, but there is something wrong with thousands of people appearing at the same time.

What's more, now there is an extremely unfamiliar gold-level organizer.

Watson originally thought that [Seven Blades Taming Soul] was the strongest organizer among this group of adventurers, but now it seems that he not only underestimated their strength, but also miscalculated everything about them.

Both the reason for coming to help and the way he behaves are strange and inexplicable.

The Victor family, as far as Watson knew, seemed to be a declining aristocracy that occupied a position in the frontier areas.

Because it has been in decline for a long time, Watson, who has been on the front line all year round, does not know its specific situation.

Watson ordered his deputy: Go and investigate whether the Victor family has made any big moves recently, and whether these people are reinforcements sent by the Victor family.

The deputy took the order and walked down the platform to investigate behind.

…

On the frontline battlefield, under the leadership of several silver-level players, everyone advanced to the bottom of the second line of defense.

But just as they were about to break into the second line of defense, a large tree spirit more than ten meters tall crashed into the defense line and walked out.

Not only is it huge in size, it is also extremely powerful.

I beep——! Gold level ancient war tree!

A player who rushed to the front just uttered a curse word and was trampled into persimmons by the roots of the ancient war tree.

Small tree branches detached from its trunk, turning into small individuals with strengths ranging from black iron to bronze and attacking the players in front of it wantonly.

A queue of remote mystics organized by the Tenchu ​​Guild collectively chanted the secret method of fire.

Tongues of fire shot out from the rear positions, igniting small flames on the ancient war tree.

The small flame was quickly extinguished by the ancient tree. It looked at the player's rear position, waved its arm-like branch, and threw dozens or hundreds of seeds away.

The red seeds contain fire sacs and explode when they fall on the player.

The black seeds split from the middle and bit into the surrounding players like a mouth. The queue of mystics who were not good at melee combat was quickly dispersed.

The newly arrived melee players from behind burst into laughter.

This saves trouble, you don't have to squeeze to the front and there are monsters to attack.

The average strength of tree seeds is above that of black iron, slightly weaker than the small individuals that can be dealt with in close combat on the front line.

The magic eagle hovering high in the sky observed that the players' army was in chaos due to the appearance of the ancient war tree.

Demon Tamer: It's over, they will all be buried here this time.

Watson listened to the tamer's words without any end, and had mixed feelings in his heart: What's wrong? What's wrong? What's wrong with the front line?

Demon Tamer: It's the Ancient Tree of War. The Ancient Tree of War has come out.

Watson was shocked to learn that the ancient tree of war had joined the battlefield.

That was a gold-level tree spirit monster. He was seriously injured before because of the ancient tree of war.

At that time, Watson was fighting bravely against the enemy. Unexpectedly, countless self-destructing seeds suddenly fell from the sky, leaving him covered with bruises. He has only been able to recover to this day.

Demon Tamer: The ancient tree of war has projected its seeds into the back row of adventurers. The front row has been able to support itself until now because they have an array of mystics in the back row to assist in attacking large monsters. It's over now...

At the same time, the players quickly reorganized their formation after experiencing the initial self-destruction.

The people who were not afraid of death would not have their morale affected by this surprise attack at all. The surviving mystics pulled the slightly injured people back to make room for the melee players who arrived later.

[Ghost from the Heart] stepped on a black seed under his feet, Did this thing fall from that big tree? Then if you cultivate it, can you reach the gold level? [Gandalf] Don't you Want one?

[Dual-wielding Gandalf] glanced at the black seed and said disdainfully, I am the man who will control the flying dragon in the future. The tree spirit should be raised by other tamers.

Although he was not interested in the seeds, several demon tamers affiliated with the Fourth Tenchu ​​Regiment were interested:

give it to me!

Leave it to me~

I come!

Several people came forward and rushed to tame the black seeds controlled by [Ghost Shadow from the Heart].

[Ghosts from the Heart] Seeing that there were quite a few interested members, I helped everyone catch a few more.

The black seeds are so angry, they have never suffered such humiliation in their entire lives.

The predecessors and compatriots of these seeds either fought hard and returned to the ancient tree of war, or died on the battlefield and were reclaimed by the ancient tree, but they have never experienced being captured by humans.

A black seed suppressed by [Ghost Shadow from the Heart] shed tears of humiliation.

They are so hateful,

I hate that I don’t have the ability to self-destruct like the red seeds.

You can't commit suicide on the spot,

Let the humans who want to capture and tame them see this,

What is pride?

What does it mean to never be a slave?

The same thing happened at the front lines.

It’s just that the players here changed from capturing seeds to capturing saplings.

[Mingxiao] said to [Seven Blades Taming Soul]: If we raise these things, we can use them as siege engines in the future~

[Seven Blades Taming Soul] heard that it made sense, and led [Dawn] and [Nana] to retreat a short distance.

Start helping other players clean up saplings.