The base was embedded in the meadow-forest boundary.
Not a wall carved from wood, but a barrier that looks like it has grown.
The roots, rocks, and wind flows are intertwined, and nature itself has become a fortress.
It was the wind that reacted first.
Even though the leaves didn't shake
The air is rushing in like a split.
"It's here."
Naird speaks low.
outer garrison tactics
Wooden Vine guards get to the front first
Roots spread along the ground, blocking the driveway itself
Wild Masked Archers in the rear fire from the high ground
Wind properties arrow, trajectory bending
Shadow Wild Baylor in the shade of the forest
My vision is getting dark and my sound is twisted
A head-on breakthrough is a trap.
the start of a battle
The dryer moves first.
The crossbow doesn't ring.
Arrows are already lodged before the sound is made.
The penetrating bullet penetrates the guard's chest
The ground where the roots rise is expanded with frozen arrows
The ground freezes and the growth of the roots itself stops
"I opened the road."
At that moment, Naid slides into the shadows.
The sword was bent like a wave
It crosses the neckline of Shadow Wild.
There's no blood splashing.
It splatters like water.
the fall of the battlefield
Wilder changes tactics.
Sea Wild Frost Spear in
Reorganize by Building an Ice Barrier on the Ground
Wooden Wind Striker Compresses Winds
an air bullet flying like a spear