Suddenly, Reef's hoarse voice rang out again, urgently: "Huh, something major seems to be happening. Those enslaved damned Orcs are fleeing like terrified Irish hares! What is that thing? Good heavens...wait, two Orcs are running in your direction!"

Before Fang Senyan could fully grasp the meaning of Reef's words, he heard about "two Orcs charging over." Immediately, he tensed up and quickly alerted Wuge.

Wuge's eyes turned cold, and specks of green light began to gather in her hands. The green light seemed quite heavy. When an Orc appeared at the corner of the cave ahead, the seemingly delicate Wuge let out a sharp cry. The green light in her hand condensed into a wooden-handled javelin with green leaves and branches growing on it, and she hurled it out violently! Dawn, the Proverb Spear!

This javelin seemed to fly slowly, but it traversed and shot out in the air, dragging out a ring of spiraling air fluctuations behind it, like fate—slow but determined, as if to break through the shackles of time!

As she threw it, Fang Senyan suddenly felt a strong wind hitting his face, as if all the air in the cave had been directly抽干 (chōu gān - sucked dry), making it difficult to even breathe! The Orc had just poked its head out when its chest was pierced by the javelin! It stood there blankly, a look of indescribable shock on its face, its mouth wide open as if it wanted to shout, but it couldn't utter a sound.

The Orc's furry hands reached up to its chest, seemingly to pull out the javelin, but the part of the javelin that came into contact with its flesh quickly turned into woody vines. Then, one could clearly see the body of the javelin rapidly dissolving, turning into gnarled tree roots that deeply implanted themselves into its body. Then, dark green moss and bark rapidly spread across the Orc's body surface and muscles in a cruel manner. In just a few seconds, the Orc that had been shot by the javelin transformed into a huge, clumsy green treant!

Wuge pointed her finger, and the treant waved its stiff, semi-wooden arms and pounced towards the rear. Its arms were covered in strings of cyan vines that writhed like tentacles. Another Orc, running up from the spiraling steps behind, was immediately intercepted. The intercepted Orc was obviously very irritable. It let out a series of angry roars from its throat and then threw a punch decisively. Its body was very burly, and its muscles trembled as it punched, making it look extremely fierce.

The green treant raised its stiff, wooden arm to block, but it staggered back, clearly not as strong as the Orc. However, the Orc's punch missed and heavily struck the stone wall beside it. Amidst the flying gravel, the punch sank deeply into the stone wall, up to the elbow. When it was pulled out again, a large amount of碎石烟尘 (suì shí yān chén - gravel and dust) was brought out with a crash.

The Orc missed with one punch and roared as it threw another punch forward. The green treant did not dodge or evade, meeting it with its chest.

With a "crack," half of the green treant's chest collapsed. The cracks at the wound extended like fissures in wood. However, the wildly growing green vines on its body pounced onto the Orc's body like ropes, greedily absorbing blood like parasites.

The Orc roared repeatedly, desperately tearing at the green vines, but it only tore out its own flesh. At this moment, Wuge began to write ancient Elven characters in the air again with her slender fingers. This time, she only drew one symbol, but the surface of this symbol shone with a dazzling light—like a ray of dazzling sunlight at dawn!

Then, the symbol began to spin rapidly in the air. When the Orc had just broken free from the vines and charged out headfirst, the mysterious rune shot past at an indescribable speed!

It directly pierced through the body!

The rapidly spinning rune left a bowl-sized blood hole in the Orc's chest, and the area around the blood hole was scorched, as if roasted. Not a single drop of blood splattered out!

This Orc was also extremely strong. It continued to charge upwards for more than ten meters before a look of disbelief appeared on its face, and it reached out to touch its chest. The result, of course, was that it touched nothing. At this time, its whole body began to tremble violently. It couldn't help but look up and meet the Elven girl's cold, water-like gaze. Then, the fire of life in its eyes gradually dimmed, disappeared, and was completely annihilated.

And its huge body rolled down the slope, making a rumbling sound, finally crashing onto the stones at the bottom with a "bang."

At the same time, the vines on the treant's body also quickly pierced into the ground, began to take root rapidly, and turned into a real tree in a short ten seconds or so. The unfortunate Orc's flesh became the tree's nutrients.

However, the sudden appearance of a tree with lush green leaves here seemed quite out of place in the cave environment.

Wuge slowly stepped forward and pressed her slender, snow-white fingers onto the branches and leaves of the tree. Green light could be seen flashing continuously as she directly absorbed it. The spiritual energy and magic power consumed during the previous battle were directly drawn back. The tree, transformed from the Orc, withered and decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye, finally turning into ashes and scattering on the ground.

This way of sustaining oneself through war was mysterious and cruel, but it was more of the unique elegance of the Elven race. Playing with the specks of green light was full of vitality, but it was hard to imagine that it required a sacrifice of life behind it.

"Truly powerful," Fang Senyan couldn't help but exclaim. Now that he had lost the equipment bonuses, he didn't even have to think about facing the Orcs head-on. It would be a complete defeat. But the Elven girl had killed these two Orcs with a wave of her hand, and she still seemed to have some energy left. Before Fang Senyan could finish his sigh, Reef's frantic shouts came directly from below: "Damn it! Come and help me kill these hateful idiots, before that old, stupid, and damned fat mother octopus comes back!"

Fang Senyan rarely heard Reef shout in such an angry and flustered manner, so he didn't dare to delay and ran directly down the spiraling cave wall passage. When he walked out of the narrow cave entrance, he was immediately shocked.

Before him appeared a huge hollow mountain belly. On the rocks in the mountain belly grew a lot of underground moss plants, which emitted a faint phosphorescence, so the entire mountain belly did not appear dark. This mountain belly was so large that it could hold at least four or five soccer fields. The terrain inside showed a trend of being low in the west and high in the east. The highest point in the mountain belly could even reach nearly a hundred meters, and the lowest point was also more than ten meters high.

In the west of the mountain belly, there was sparkling water, forming a shimmering underground lake, which occupied about 1/4 of the area of the mountain belly. According to Fang Senyan's deduction, this underground lake should be connected to the lake they had swam across when they came, and it could even be connected to more water areas along some underground veins. That giant octopus, Hechimgar, should have come here through that adjacent underground lake.

On the eastern ground of the mountain belly, the rocks exuded a strange sulfur smell, and the color above had an indescribable scorched black color. If you抚mo (fǔ mō - stroked) the surface of the rock with your hand, you could feel a clear warm feeling on it, probably at least twenty degrees. Not only that, but even the temperature in the entire mountain belly had a feeling of warm air overflowing, and there was a faint sulfur smell. It was impossible not to sigh at the magic of nature to see such a sultry environment appear under the皑皑 (ái ái - snow-covered) snow peaks.

At the eastern end of the mountain belly, you could vaguely see a deep black giant rock arch. This arch seemed to be naturally generated, but the strong threat emanating from it was very similar to the feeling Fang Senyan and the others had felt at the cave entrance at the end of the valley before. It seemed that the arch behind it was connected to the huge cave at the end of the valley.

Fang Senyan and the others entered the mountain belly in the middle of the mountain belly, even closer to the underground lake. They followed Reef's shouts and directly pursued them. As a result, they found that there were many rock cracks not far to the right. These rock cracks were of various sizes, and without exception, they were wrapped in a large amount of foam mucus.

Some of these foam mucus solidified on the surface, like plastic solids. Some were still in a semi-melted state, looking like crystal. In these foam mucus, there were a large number of black round oval objects, like stars dotted among them.

Fang Senyan was of course extremely familiar with this thing. It was the "black stone" he had discovered along the way: Hechimgar's egg...and Fang Senyan and the others could even find that the initial Hechimgar eggs were only the size of豆粒 (dòu lì - soybeans), and they would不停的蠖动 (bù tíng de huò dòng - wriggle non-stop) in the mucus. Once they met each other, they would stick together and carry out a desperate, mad吞噬 (tūn shì - devouring)! There was absolutely no kinship between brothers and sisters.

The Hechimgar eggs the size of oranges that Fang Senyan picked up had at least devoured more than ten other eggs to grow to that size! And when this kind of egg evolved to the size of an orange, it seemed to enter another stage, directly sinking to the bottom of the foam and contacting the rock, seemingly to use the temperature of the rock to incubate.