fynovel Chapter 37 The Guardian of the Little Golden Tree
Chapter 37 The Guardian of the Little Golden Tree
Xia Tong astutely pointed out the crux of the problem.
"I can sense that your spirit is much weaker than before."
Melina's originally solid figure now seemed to have a faint, ethereal transparency.
"It did take some effort."
Melina did not deny it, her expression remaining aloof.
"But once I reach the blessing point, I have a chance to slowly recover."
"A chance? What do you mean?" Xia Tong immediately asked.
"Do you need my help?"
Melina remained silent for a while, seemingly weighing something, before finally speaking softly.
"I need some runes."
"About 1,500 points."
"I need to burn them and convert them into pure energy to replenish myself, so that I can make up for the losses from this operation."
"Only 1,500 points?"
Xia Tong smiled, her previously anxious heart immediately at ease.
"Take it and use it, Melina. What's mine is yours."
When Rune was mentioned, Xia Tong straightened his back considerably and his tone became more generous.
He made a fortune in the fierce battle with the demi-human queen.
He currently holds several thousand runes in his hands.
They eliminated over fifty ordinary demi-humans, plus two large, burly demi-humans, resulting in considerable profits.
If we include the more than 1,000 runes rewarded for killing the demi-human queen and the few golden runes that were unexpectedly found while scavenging the battlefield [1].
Xia Tong's net worth is now approaching the 4,000 Rune Point mark!
Faced with Xia Tong's unwavering generosity, a rare gentle ripple appeared on Melina's usually calm face.
She nodded slowly, then put her hood back on, her figure transforming into specks of blue light and dissipating into the air.
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That night, Xia Tong managed to stay awake until dawn.
Fortunately, nothing happened overnight.
The sun rises as usual over the border area.
This time, it was Xia Tong who gently woke up Miss Elena, who was still fast asleep.
He took out a horse whistle from his pocket and put it to his lips to blow it.
With a clear, ethereal cry, Torret slowly emerged from the void.
As usual, before setting off, Xia Tong took out a handful of rhododendrons from her bag.
This fruit is plump, juicy, and has a sweet and sour taste, which is exactly what Toretto loves.
After a full night's rest, Xia Tong has recovered quite well.
Thanks to the fading individual's unique physique, coupled with his deliberately high concentration attribute.
Even after a major battle and staying up all night, he was still in high spirits.
Compared to the exhaustion I felt right after the battle last night, I feel so much better now.
He estimated that his focus level had recovered to about 80%.
The only regret is that we can't summon those powerful ashes at will for the time being.
Last night, Xia Tong herself was exhausted and had no energy left to nurture the soul in the ashes.
They can only be in a slow, passive recovery state.
It will probably take another day and night for them to fully recover to their peak condition.
Only the Grek soldier wielding the light crossbow, and one of the fanged imps, recovered relatively quickly because their injuries from the previous night were not severe.
After a night of restoring, it is now barely at full strength and capable of fighting.
After quickly packing their bags, the group set off again.
The terrain gradually rises from here on out, consisting entirely of continuous uphill climbs.
Fortunately, Torret, being a spirit horse, was naturally strong and had amazing stamina.
Even with heavy packs on his back, Xia Tong and Elena were still sitting on his back.
It still walked with a powerful stride, appearing quite at ease.
When encountering steep terrain, it can occasionally perform a nimble double jump, easily traversing those massive rock barriers.
The group continued walking.
Until a withered tree appeared on the road ahead.
Under the tree, a figure dressed in magnificent golden armor blocked Xia Tong and the others' path.
The man stood silently in the shadows, holding a huge, long-handled weapon.
He wore a golden mask with no expression on his face, but what made Xia Tong feel a chill and horror was that what grew on the man's head was not hair, but a tangled, thick and twisted clump of tree roots.
Below his cheekbones, several slender, long, wooden stubble hung down, swaying slightly in the wind.
But the golden plate armor he wore was indeed exquisitely crafted, gleaming in the sunlight and exuding an aura of inviolability.
"That's pretty intimidating!" Xia Tong thought to herself, then looked down at herself.
To this day, he is still wearing a worn-out set of Grik soldier armor.
Compared to the other person, my clothes look like those of a beggar.
He had previously considered taking the cool black armor of the Night Cavalry for himself.
But that thing was way too big and didn't fit at all.
Moreover, the armor always emitted a faint, indelible stench of decay.
In the end, he had no choice but to throw it into the Blessing Space to gather dust, rather than selling it to that unscrupulous merchant, Moen.
Looking ahead at the silent roadblock.
Xia Tong slowly dismounted and gently patted Toret's rump.
He gestured for Lingma to take Elena and retreat to a safe distance, away from the dangerous battle.
"This design...is it a guardian of the little golden tree?"
Xia Tong frowned slightly, quickly searched her memory, and soon recognized the other party's identity.
He was very familiar with this thing.
In my past life, while exploring the game, I slew countless monsters like these at the foot of various small golden trees.
They are the guardians responsible for watching over the small golden trees. Although they are not as monstrous as the guardians of the big trees, they are still quite troublesome.
Moreover, this thing has three forms.
What Xia Tong is encountering now is probably the most common "bud type".
Further up the ladder, there are the "dead wood type" and the most challenging "flower type".
The final form of the flower can lift the faded one high into the air before launching a fatal piercing.
If their health were doubled, they would be even more disgusting than the Royal Ghosts.
"Ring ring—"
Xia Tong didn't overestimate himself and honestly rang the soul-summoning bell.
A flash of eerie blue light appeared, and the fully recovered Grek soldier was summoned.
It wasn't that Xia Tong didn't want to call out the Sharp-Toothed Little Devil to help out as well.
However, his Blue Dew Holy Grail Bottle was currently empty, and he had no way to restore his focus.
If he summoned all the ashes at once, his focus would probably be depleted instantly, leaving him with only a pitiful third.
That would cause mental fog and severely impair judgment in combat.
If you're not careful, you might get slashed by the other party in a moment of distraction.
The Golden Tree Guardian on the opposite side remained silent, like a silent statue.
But the moment it sensed Xia Tong's hostility, it moved.
"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
Heavy footsteps sounded.
It took long strides, carrying a strong wind, and charged towards Xia Tong.
The uniquely shaped weapon in his hand—the Guardian Sword Spear—was topped with a huge golden longsword.
Taking advantage of the fierce momentum of the charge, the heavy blade sliced through the air and slashed down fiercely towards Xia Tong!
This was Xia Tong's first encounter with such a monster since she transmigrated to this world.
Therefore, he dared not underestimate his opponent in the slightest.
For a time, he adopted a hit-and-run defensive strategy.
Turn sideways, roll over, and retreat.
He dodged repeatedly at the last second, trying to disrupt the opponent's offensive rhythm while moving.
After several rounds of probing, Xia Tong gradually figured out this guy's attack patterns.
It's nothing more than the same old three things.
A wide-range slash in place, a thrust in place taking advantage of the long handle, or a powerful jumping chop.
It all boils down to these three tricks.
Just as Xia Tong thought she had seen through its tricks and gripped her weapon to prepare for a counterattack.
A sudden change has occurred!
The guard suddenly stopped attacking and began to shake his body wildly.
Immediately afterwards, the tangled clump of old tree roots on its head suddenly burst open like a flower bud.
"puff--"
A dense, green mist of spores erupted instantly, filling the air.
"Damn it! If you can't beat them, use poison!"
Xia Tong felt a churning in her stomach and felt extremely nauseous. She quickly held her breath and retreated hastily.
At the same time, he mentally ordered the Grik soldiers beside him not to linger in the fight and to quickly create distance.
But in the end, we were still a step too late.
Under the cover of the green mist, the golden tree guardian rushed out like a ghost.
It leaped into the air, raising its sword and spear high with both hands.
A powerful, heavy leaping strike, with the force of Mount Tai crashing down, slammed into the unprepared Grek soldier.
"when!!"
The sound of metal clashing was deafening.
The soldier with Grek desperately parried with his straight sword, but the enormous impact instantly broke his balance, forcing him to kneel heavily on one knee.
Xia Tong's eyes narrowed as she seized this fleeting opportunity.
He took a quick step and thrust forward, his longsword aimed at the opening his opponent had exposed, forcing him to retreat.