Give up

In the rugged valley, the earth-shattering battle cries continued for a day without stopping. Tens of thousands of low-level activated fairies poured into this unknown valley in the Fertile Soil Continent.

It was just to follow the two Level-3 powerhouses of their race to fight against the invaders.

In the Holy Tower's slave legion, the powerful silver pterosaur was no longer as handsome as before after facing the siege of the activated fairies for nearly a day. Restricted by the terrain, it suffered more and more wounds under the attacks of the group of activated fairies.

Its opponent, the banana man Arnold, was also panting heavily, supporting his body with the wooden handle of his weapon as he stared closely at the pterosaur's movements.

The activated fairies had long occupied the valley, and even though the silver pterosaur was a Level-3 creature, it had nowhere to retreat. The green mucus that filled the sky left it in despair, waiting to be besieged and beaten to death.

On the other side, the Overlord Giant Bear, who was fighting fiercely with the potato man Ming Huang, was in a better state than the pterosaur previously. The brown bear with coarse skin and thick flesh was fighting Ming Huang, who was a head taller than him, without showing any signs of weakness.

The two behemoths were like two moving hills, colliding and causing damage to each other.

The massive amount of mucus from the low-level activated fairies, which caused the most trouble for the pterosaur, did not have much effect on the Overlord Giant Bear.

The mucus that could corrode steel was firmly blocked by a layer of oil on the surface of the Overlord Giant Bear's skin. Moreover, the slowing effect of the green mucus did not have much effect on the Overlord Giant Bear, which was not fast to begin with.

In the face of the Overlord Giant Bear, which had excellent defense and strength, the potato man Ming Huang could only rely on his own strength to hold off the Overlord Giant Bear's attack. A large number of low-level activated fairies also focused their attacks on the pterosaur.

As a result, the pterosaur was in a precarious situation. The invincible energy released from the banana man Arnold's wooden handle had already torn many of the iron scales on the pterosaur's body. The wounds caused by other Level-3 creatures would produce a power that was extremely difficult to get rid of. That was the Level-3 creature's understanding of their own laws.

The consecutive days of battle had consumed a lot of energy in the banana man Arnold's body, but he was confident that he could kill the Level-3 pterosaur before his energy ran out.

Once the Winged Dragon was defeated, Arnold and Ming Huang would join forces, and the Sky Tyrant Bear would have to obediently surrender in the end.

Lifting the wooden handle, Arnold charged forward with an indomitable spirit toward the battered Pterosaur in midair.

In the Holy City at the center of the Fairy Realm, at the main root of the World Tree, a seven-meter-tall sunflower priest stood there.

The Sunflower Priest's emerald green robe was now covered in scratches. From its tired expression, it could be seen that it had just returned from the battlefield.

An old man's face appeared on the main branch of the World Tree and asked the sunflower priest in front of him, "How are the children doing?"

The World Tree, which was estimated to have lived for more than ten thousand years, was ahead of the era when the animated fairies created civilization. As the will and symbol of the animated fairy world, it had long regarded the animated fairies as its own children.

"The initial chaos is under control. The Level-1 and Level-2 compatriots are already united against the invaders," the sunflower priest said tiredly.

Yesterday, it had killed a Level-3 slave creature that had tried to attack the Holy City. It was a Level-3 Frost Flame Python that specialized in ice magic. It was a powerhouse captured from a low-level plane under the jurisdiction of the Three Western Isles.

The Frost Flame Python's research on ice magic had reached the level where it could form ice flames. Even so, it was still killed by the sunflower priest, which showed how powerful it was.

Of the four Level-3 powerhouses that the Fairy Realm had revealed, the sunflower priest ranked first, followed by the banana man Arnold, followed by the potato man Ming Huang and the vine-man from the Sea of Spider Lilies.

The sunflower priest was originally three meters tall, but now it had grown to seven or eight meters because it was still in combat mode. There were still many chaotic slave creatures outside the Holy City, and there was no telling if another Level-3 creature would appear out of nowhere and it needed to deal with it.

"You should take a good rest too. If you can't do it, wake up the Fairy Realm," the World Tree said. The sunflower priest had been with it for thousands of years. Their relationship went from being a god and a believer to a teacher and a disciple, and now they were powerhouses that could communicate with each other as equals. It could be said that they were very close.

The World Tree didn't want anything to happen to the sunflower priest.

"Should I wake them up?" the sunflower priest hesitated, as if it couldn't make up its mind.

The lifespan of the Fairy Realm was slightly longer than that of humans in the Sorcerer World. Usually, an Fairy could live up to 150 years if it didn't experience any serious illnesses or injuries from birth to death.

The Fairy Realm was rich in Activated Essence, which was rare in the Sorcerer World. Activated essence was a mysterious substance secreted by the Fairy Realm.

A Level-1 Fairy would secrete about three grams of Activated Essence in its lifetime, and one gram of Activated Essence was worth 100 high-grade energy crystals in the Sorcerer World.

However, the Fairy Realm wasn't a god, and they couldn't achieve immortality. They also had their own birth, aging, sickness, and death. Some of the more powerful ones weren't willing to accept the judgment of fate, so they chose to fake their deaths to preserve their last bit of vitality.

The Animated Fairies that could choose to feign death to avoid death were at least Level 3 in strength. Throughout the ages, there were many Level 3 Animated Fairies that had been accumulated. Some of them gradually died in their slumber, while others still maintained their vitality.

The Fairy Realm that the World Tree said to wake up was referring to the group of Level-3 Fairy Realms that had fallen into eternal sleep under the Holy City.

It was not an exaggeration to say that the Fairy Realm was in a crisis of life and death. This group of powerful invaders from other planes had caused the Fairy Realm to fall into chaos. In addition, there was a powerful life form outside the plane that even the World Tree was afraid of. They had to mobilize all the forces that they could.

The sudden appearance of more than ten Level-3 Fairy Realms would definitely increase the momentum of the Fairy Realm and give the invaders a head-on blow.

"Sir, let me think about it …" The Sunflower Priest hesitated. The sunflower priest hesitated. He was only a little weaker than the World Tree, but he loved the World Tree from the bottom of his heart. He always called the World Tree "master." In his mind, the World Tree was more important than his own life.

After the World Tree said his suggestion, he didn't say anything else and waited for the Sunflower Priest to think. Other than major events that affected the direction of the race, the World Tree rarely interfered with the choices of the Fairy Realms.

However, as the two of them were talking, a majestic energy wave that pierced through heaven and earth was quickly transmitted to the Fairy Realm. Although the World Tree's roots didn't spread to every corner of the Fairy Realm, he could feel it on the land that was close to his body.

This energy gravitational force that descended from the sky immediately alerted the World Tree.

"What's that?!" On the main branch of the World Tree, the old man looked at the distant horizon in horror. It seemed that something unbelievable had happened there.

"What?" Although they were both Level-3, the Sunflower Priest's reaction was slightly slower. However, he was extremely sensitive to energy, so he also noticed the abnormality in the sky.

"It seems to be shot from outside the plane." The Sunflower Priest had just said the first half of his sentence when he immediately raised his voice and exclaimed, "Oh no! It's from Ming Huang and Arnold! "

A dark red beam of destruction suddenly descended from the crack in the plane barrier and headed straight for the valley of Fertile Soil.

The main cannon of the Void Fortress was charged, and the combined spells of nearly a thousand Magicians who were above Level-1 were cast. This beam of destruction was called "Apocalyptic Death Ray." The moment it entered the Fairy Realm, it attracted the attention of countless powerhouses.

In the path of the beam of light, everything, be it gas or solid, melted into nothingness, forming a temporary vacuum environment. Violent elemental tides filled the beam of destruction. This was a powerful trump card that could kill a pinnacle Level-3 creature.

With this special ability, the Holy Tower of the Three Western Islands had killed several demigod creatures from various planes.

Today, the target of this Apocalyptic Death Ray was the Guardian of the Fairies, Ming Huang, and Arnold, the proud son of heaven, who were fighting the Level-3 Winged Dragon and the Overlord Bear on the Fertile Forest continent.

Holding the wooden handle in his hand, which he regarded as his only support, Arnold's arms could not help but struggle. He looked at the beam of destruction in the sky that was getting closer and closer to him, and felt the threat of death for the first time.

Talent and strength did not exist in front of this dark red beam of light. The banana man, Arnold, had given up on chasing after the Winged Dragon and escaping. He could feel that this beam of destruction had locked onto him. Unless he could teleport thousands of miles away in an instant, there was no way he could shake off the beam of destruction.

The silver Winged Dragon also stopped slaughtering low-level activated fairies. After being enslaved by the Holy Tower of the Three Western Islands for 1,232 years, he could finally welcome his own release.

That's right, death was the real release for him. Creatures who had never endured the pain of having their souls burned would never be able to imagine what the silver Winged Dragon had encountered to be able to use death as his salvation.

Recalling its 1,232 years of miserable enslavement, the silver pterosaur actually shed a tear a second before the beam of light fell on its body.

The banana man, Ming Huang, held his wooden handle and faced death. The moment before he lost consciousness, he seemed to see something pouncing on him.

It was Ming Huang! The Level-3 potato man, Ming Huang, pounced on Arnold before the beam of light fell, using his body to cover the short Arnold. ()