The mask was visible from the tree.
Wind leaf warrior.
A sharp leaf blade was carried by the wind and flew over.
Smack!
The magical apostle swung the spear.
I flicked away the leaf blade.
At that moment.
I felt movement beneath the ground.
Root restraints.
Suddenly, roots sprouted.
I tried to grab the ankle.
Dryard reached out his hand.
"Melody."
The sound of the little harp rang out.
Ding—
The sound wave spread.
The root’s movement stopped.
But that was only the beginning.
A wind came rushing down from the sky.
Whirlwind, Nymphair.
It approached quickly, leaving an afterimage.
And.
Dance whirlwind.
Small whirlwinds blocked the way.
The magical apostle raised the spear.
If it’s the Nymphair legion…”
"I’ll attack too."
He spread his hand.
The frost wind spread.
Cold air enveloped the entire forest.
The movements of the approaching Nymphairs slowed.
And then.
A whirlwind arose.
But this time, it’s a wind to push the enemy back.
It collided with the wind of the forest.
Kuuuuung!
The stormy masked sorcerer unleashed the power stored in his mask.
A gigantic storm was created.
The magical apostle gathered fire in his right hand.
Ice in the left hand.
Flame and frost spread at the same time.
The flame broke through the whirlwind and went out,
Eoreumchang found the Nimpears who had been hiding.
but.
In a deeper forest.
The black mask revealed itself.
Black forest mask.
The order spread throughout the forest.
The trees moved.
The root blocked the way.
And finally.
A huge step.
Thump.
Knight of the Thousand-Year Neck.
Giant wooden armor.
In his hand, a wooden greatsword.
He blocked the way.
Dryard picked up the harp again.
The magical apostle grabbed the spear.
Behind them are people leaving.
In front, the legion of the forest.
Now, instead of running away,
It was a fight that had to open the way.