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Chapter 80 Rotten Tree Man

Roar!

Another suppressed roar of a monster echoed outside the camp.

Dorothy, who had just come out of Fisher's tent, frowned slightly.

"His voice is getting more and more irritable."

"It feels like they might come in and eat us at any moment."

Dorothy returned to the carriage.

Fischer had originally arranged empty tents for them.

However, both Elor and Dorothy were wary of Fisher.

And because Leona was making something in the carriage.

Also to protect Leonce, Elor and Dorothy have been sleeping next to the carriage for the past two days.

Two more days passed safely.

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night.

"The monsters are coming!"

clang!clang!clang!

Amidst shouts of alarm, alarm bells rang throughout the camp.

Upon hearing the bell, Elor gripped her magic wand, and Lyons also stepped out of the carriage.

At this moment, she was wearing a crudely made pendant made of three magical ores strung together around her neck.

It seems she's been preparing for this all these days.

Dorothy took out her longsword, stuck it in the ground, and rubbed her neck.

"I thought they weren't coming. They really know how to time it perfectly."

Whether she came a day earlier or a day later, Dorothy's feelings would be the same as they are now.

Because she's stuck at a certain level!

Just as Dorothy was preparing to fight the monsters outside, Fisher finally stepped out of his tent.

She glanced at Dorothy, who was rubbing her hands together eagerly, and chuckled, "You should just rest. I've taken your payment, so now I naturally have to fulfill my promise."

Then Fisher shouted, "Men! Get ready to work!"

As soon as Fisher shouted, everyone in the camp sprang into action.

Each of them pulled a long spear from their tent.

At a glance, Dorothy observed that each spear was at least six meters long.

This length is long enough to reach the other side of the moat outside the camp.

The people in the camp were already used to the beast tide.

They quickly proceeded to the positions they were required to guard.

He thrust the spear through the gap in the camp fence.

Any monster that gets close will be suddenly stabbed with a spear.

There were long spear formations on the ground, and archers on the lookout tower.

By the time the monster approached the camp, its body was covered in thorns, making it look like a hedgehog.

More often than not, they were shot dead by snipers from dozens of meters away.

Moreover, although it's called a beast tide, the monsters don't actually appear in large groups.

These seasoned warriors living in the Toughwood Forest, knowing about the beast tides, regularly clear out the surrounding monsters.

Therefore, the monsters that came to besiege the camp were sparse.

Occasionally, a group of low-level magical beasts will appear, but they are already being targeted by archers as soon as they show up.

As for first-tier and second-tier magical beasts, the intermediate warriors in the camp will naturally take care of them.

"Ha!"

Suddenly, a burly man in the camp roared, his whole body bursting with magical light, his muscles bulging, and with a great leap, he instantly cleared the five-meter-high wall and rushed out of the camp.

Then another burst of magical energy erupted outside.

A short while later, the burly man jumped back in from outside.

"The walls and moat outside this camp are practically nonexistent," Dorothy blinked.

That burly man was a mid-level warrior.

After unleashing its magic power, it can leap over a five-meter-high wall, jump over a six-meter-long ditch, and also possesses powerful slashing abilities.

Unless there are Tier 3 magical beasts, Tier 1 and 2 magical beasts are essentially freebies no matter how many come.

At first, Dorothy thought the camp only had about twenty mid-level warriors, which was a bit weak.

But now, twenty or so mid-level warriors already make for a very powerful force.

However, even with this level of power, they are still not among the top tier in the Resilient Wood Forest.

Outside, intermediate-level warriors never have to worry about food or drink. Take Lord Lauren, for example; he's only a junior warrior, yet he's managed to carve out his own territory and become a minor lord.

It's hard to imagine what these people here have done to deserve such skill yet they dare not go out.

As time went on.

Dorothy discovered that Fisher had indeed not lied to them.

Although a beast tide occurred, the monsters' attack was not fierce.

It's just one wave after another.

If it's only this level of intensity, then there's really nothing to worry about.

Therefore, the beast tide will last for three days.

However, the soldiers also have great endurance, and lasting for three days is not a problem.

Elor was quite nervous when the beast tide began.

But you gradually get used to it.

She stretched.

"Hmm~ It seems like we don't need to lift a finger."

Dorothy quickly raised her index finger at the relaxed Elor.

"Shh, things usually go wrong after someone says something like that..."

Dorothy had just finished saying that.

A dazzling light suddenly appeared in the sky.

Then, Fisher, who was standing next to him, instinctively exclaimed, "Oh no!"

"Huh?!" Dorothy was completely confused.

She just wanted to tell Elor not to plant her flag carelessly, in case something really goes wrong.

"A camp has been breached."

"That's a distress signal in the sky; it's usually only released when the camp has been breached."

Fisher had just finished explaining.

Immediately afterwards, a blinding ball of light rose into the sky.

"What! Another camp has fallen?!"

Fisher looked up in disbelief at the second orb of light rising in the sky.

But this is only the beginning.

Then, new orbs of light continued to rise in the sky.

Moreover, judging from the distance, it's getting closer and closer to the camp where Dorothy and the others are.

From the first ball of light that rose to rescue us, to the most recent ball of light that went out.

Let's take a closer look.

Fifteen camps have already been breached.

at last……

"roar!"

The furious roar was exceptionally clear in the darkness.

Bang!

The thick camp wall was smashed through by the huge black shadow.

The surrounding torches illuminated the shadowy figure—a large, active tree with several constantly waving tentacles.

"It's a Tree Ent." Leons directly identified the alien monster before her.

"It's a third-tier magical beast."

Leonse's expression turned serious. She was shocked to see a third-tier magical beast here. She immediately took out her magic staff.

It was a staff that felt smooth to the touch, was brown all over, and had a pale green magic core at the top.

You can tell it's valuable just by looking at it.

The moment the rotten tree spirit appeared, all the other mid-level warriors in the camp gripped their weapons and attacked the monster that had invaded the camp.

It was just a slash from a mid-level warrior.

They were utterly powerless against the tentacles and vines of a third-tier magical beast.

It's so fragile that it would break at the slightest touch.

The wild vines danced densely around the rotten tree-man, and with its massive body measuring seven or eight meters, anyone who got close would be injured if they were struck by the vines, or die if they were grazed.

In an instant, all the soldiers who rushed forward were sent flying.

Without any hesitation, Fisher pulled out a burst magic ore and threw it at the rotten tree spirit.

boom!

The instant the explosion occurred, she had already turned and run away, sword in hand.

"If you don't want to die, then come with me!"

As he spoke, Fisher had already run out of the camp.

Dorothy was just about to evacuate with Elor and Leonce.

The rotten tree spirit had gone completely mad because of the exploding magic ore that Fisher had lost, and it had begun to emit terrifying magical fluctuations.