"Boom!"
Another loud bang, and a rock the size of a washbasin flew past a British agent.
"Bang!"
With the force of a cannonball, it struck the ground in the distance and shattered into countless fragments.
"Beep beep beep beep..."
The cars parked nearby all activated their automatic alarms.
The nearby residents were all awakened, but no one dared to go out. Many could only judge the general direction from the sounds.
The explosions outside sounded like two gangsters carrying rocket launchers and exploding at each other.
The police station was receiving a constant stream of calls, but the location was in a remote part of Dublin, and the Irish police had a pitifully slow response time in the middle of the night.
The residents could only pray in silence.
Compared to those who could hide in houses, the four British agents were clearly in a state of utter helplessness.
Countless pebbles and bricks whizzed past, creating small craters on the ground. If they hit someone, they'd be done for.
In this situation, they dared not run around even if they wanted to leave, and only managed to move a little distance by scrambling and dodging flying stones.
...
While the four British agents were busy escaping, the two British men and the American man at the Misso Hotel, who were still at the window in the distance, had a clear view of the scene in the dilapidated house.
The old oak tree had transformed into a giant tree-man, thirty meters tall. In addition to its two thickest main trunks, countless secondary branches, like living whips, whipped the ground, making it look like a bombing site.
The scene of destruction, so intense and primal, deeply shocked both sides.
"Saloiman, I'm not here to fight you!"
A loud roar rang out, and only then did the Americans and British realize that the strange man who had just entered the courtyard was still alive.
It's hard to imagine what kind of person could survive such an attack.
so.
Is he really not human?!
"Law: Annihilation!"
The eerie language, which sounded like wails, cries, howls, and whispers, was full of contradictions and extremely intimidating.
"Screech~~~~~~~~~Boom~"
Through the telescope, all that could be seen was the ground at the center of the battle suddenly shattering from the inside out, with even the air filled with the force of the explosion.
Countless broken branches and fallen leaves were torn apart in the middle.
Just 0.1 seconds later.
"Bang~~Bang~~Bang..."
The windows of all buildings within a one-kilometer radius shattered simultaneously.
The shards of broken glass were as small as children's marbles.
This includes binoculars and cameras belonging to both British and American personnel.
"Ugh~~"
"Cough cough..." "Ugh~~~~"
...
Countless residents, including agents from both the British and American sides, experienced intense physiological reactions in the next moment.
He couldn't stop coughing and couldn't help but bend over and vomit.
"What...what...what's going on?"
Reagan felt weak all over and tried to stand up several times but failed.
There was no loud noise, and we weren't that far from the center, so what was this strange attack?
This is just the aftermath!
By the way, how's that tree?
Suppressing his discomfort, Reagan crawled to the window, and Lucy did the same, while the two on the ground were already unconscious.
Don't worry about the broken glass on the window frame, because the shards are all shattered into extremely regular and rounded pieces.
He used all his strength to climb up from the window.
Looking into the distance with a slight double image in his vision.
"Truth~? Very~good~devil~~"
Despite the heavy dust, Reagan felt a strange sense of relief upon hearing the voice of that giant oak tree again.
He didn't know why he naturally sided with the oak tree.
Or perhaps it is the legendary druid, or perhaps it is the one that roared "traitor to the earth" before.
As the dust gradually settled, a figure appeared in the middle.
Because the telescope was damaged, the view wasn't very clear, but even so, the enormous wings and the strange lower body were still visible.
Especially since it also has a dark red body that emits a faint glow.
This is a demon!
"Are you willing to talk to me properly now, Ancient Tree Druid Saloiman?"
The giant oak tree had broken off many of its branches, and scattered leaves were everywhere, but apart from that, its thirty-meter-tall body stood tall and imposing, looking down at the demon.
But he didn't express any opinion.
"You don't have to say anything, just remember what I want to say, Saloiman. I want you to introduce me to the World Tree Council. I..."
"Fear Demon King... I know what you're thinking..."
The branches of the huge oak tree slowly stretched out.
The volume suddenly surged, as if thunder had exploded in the void.
"Delusion!"
At the same time.
"Bang!" "Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Countless points on the ground exploded simultaneously, whether it was soil, grass, rocks, or the cement road not far away.
Dense vines shot up from these places at the same time.
These vines vary in thickness, some as thick as a thigh, others as thin as a chopstick, but when they emerge from the ground and sway under the moonlight, they resemble a chaotic dance of demons.
The cracks in the ground spread rapidly like water, and more and more terrifying vines burst forth from the ground wherever they passed.
The scene was extremely terrifying and chilling to the bone for the British and Americans, as well as some local residents, who witnessed it from a distance.
Especially the local residents.
They couldn't help but wonder when so many terrifying vines had appeared underground, like wooden serpents lurking in the darkness.
Swoosh~
Swoosh~
Swoosh~
Countless vines twisted in the air, wrapping around the demon who had already begun to dodge with lightning speed.
"Magic Vine! Damn it, Saloiman, the War Thorns magic is useless against me! Useless!!!"
"Sizzle~~~~~~"
If one doesn't dodge in time, a vine as thick as an arm wraps around the demon's leg, but it is instantly shattered into pieces.
However, due to this pause, a huge oak branch, over a meter thick, approached with a whooshing sound.
After a loud "bang".
The demon was shot into the ground at an angle like a cannonball.
"Boom!"
In less than a second, the pile of soil exploded.
A figure in crimson flew out, followed by countless terrifying vines. Some of the vines were particularly thick and split open, revealing countless fine needles and a wooden mouth shaped like the sharp teeth of a giant beast.
"Hiss~" "Hiss~" "Hiss~"
"Law: Deterrence!"
Buzz~
The surrounding vines all stopped for a moment, and emitted a series of trembling, wooden creaking sounds.
But before the demon could even breathe a sigh of relief and fly high, a shadow loomed over its head.
A pair of tree fists, clasped together, slammed down with a speed the tree couldn't react to.
"Boom!"
The demon was driven back into the ground, and the surrounding vines all "came back to life," with countless demonic vines following the force that had driven it into the ground and piercing it further.
"Why~ do I~ not~ use~ the~ Destruction~ System~ Mantra~~~~ Is it~ unusable~ now~~~?"
The Ancient Tree Druid strode forward, making a series of "thump-thump-thump-thump..." sounds, towards the hole.
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