Mage Legend-Chapter 354: Episode 27: The Meeting (Part 2)_4

"Alright..." The trees’ response was slow but powerful, swaying their bodies and creating a rustling sound. This was the communication of the forest, a language understood only by trees. With the help of the wind and the flow of water, the plea for help quickly spread through the forests of western Salantir, filling the air with rustling.

Caidi gently caressed the rough tree bark, expressing his gratitude through this gesture. Besides the elves, only trees on this continent possess eternal life, recording the passage of time with their roots, stems, and leaves, and bearing eternal friendships. Even the giant dragons do not have such an honor.

"What to do..." The trees asked the elf before them. Although they spoke extremely slowly, they quickly understood Caidi’s words. Even if some parts needed repeating, the entire forest sprang into action, and the terrain was changing.

The sound of the trees’ conversations sounded like a jungle swaying in a fierce wind. The Fishmen couldn’t hear each other speak at all, all terrified by the loud noise in their ears. Only a hurricane, capable of uprooting entire islands, could have such a booming voice. The Fishmen feared that this time it might be a catastrophe.

Huge trees lifted their intricate roots, firmly pulling them from the muddy depths of the riverbed. Supporting each other, they intertwined their branches and advanced towards the designated target. Gaps opened on the riverbank, and the silt turned the river water cloudy. Small fish fled in terror, while the toads on the riverbank watched in amazement at the changes in their homeland.

A new forest was formed, becoming a strong dam in the river, completely altering the original channel. New tributaries advanced along pathways left by the trees, while some old riverways were left with only a trickle of water. The Fishmen’s bodies could not swim in those nearly dried-up canals.

Even the dam-building beavers would need thousands of years to make such changes. The trees that relocated anchored their roots deeply into the soil of their new home, absorbing nutrients to regain strength.

However, they all joyfully shook their crowns, feeling proud to help their friends.

"Thank you." Caidi’s gratitude spread through the tree conversations. Now, besides the parts of the forest and the Moon Hand Guard who knew the whole plan, no one else was aware of the layout of this river network.

The Fishmen hugged their heads, fearing they might be blown into the sky by the hurricane. Only their "boss’s" promise before the attack kept them from scattering. However, when the rustling ceased, they finally heard their leader’s shout.

"Move forward, you rotten eggs!" The Fishman captain, holding a trident, yelled and mercilessly poked those who dared not advance: "If you don’t use your legs and fins to move forward, I’ll personally twist them off!"

The Fishman army advanced slowly, absolutely believing their captains would do as they said. But soon, they completely forgot the fear of the "hurricane," their small minds filled with countless treasures and rich rewards. Like flies caught by the stench, they crazily surged into the depths of Salantir.

"Strange, there should only be two forks here, why are there three now?" A Fishman wearing a Golden Pearl Crown looked at the road ahead, confused, holding a slab encrusted with gemstones. Only with enough gemstones would the Fishmen find the map "invaluable" and "meaningful."

"Forget it, it must be those stupid No-webbed People who can’t count." The Fishman felt proud of the nickname he invented: "Anyway, we will surely become the masters of this land, so we should forgive others’ ignorance. This also shows that only the noble we shall triumph!"

’This idea should be spread among the Fishmen forever,’ thought the one holding the map, ’I am truly great.’

He waved his arm, not caring about the mud splattering onto his companions’ faces. At this moment, the great Fishman leader decided to act entirely according to his wise intuition, letting the lousy map provided by the "faceless" elf be cast aside—after prying off those gleaming stones.

"Fellows, let’s tackle those wearing opulent attire first." Caidi concealed his figure within the trees, enduring the stench from the Fishmen below, aiming his arrow at a Fishman wearing an Iron Crown, who was oblivious to the presence of the elf guard: "Take out those leading figures, and the Fishmen will descend into greater chaos."

The members of the Moon Hand Guard released their bowstrings simultaneously, the sharp arrows shooting out like silent lightning. While the panicked Fishmen searched for those "cowardly, despicable, ill-mannered, underhanded" attackers, Caidi and his team aimed their weapons at another group of enemies.

These Fishmen couldn’t hide their tracks at all; their scent carried far. Caidi and his companions split up, each clearing an area, trapping the Fishmen in a constantly looping maze.

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