I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 273: Natural Guards

Arthur’s figure had turned into a blur. Balu chased behind, panting heavily. Their Ox-Head tribe wasn’t a race known for speed, but what exactly was this human’s background? His speed was even faster than beastmen; perhaps he was a great swordsman.

Seeing the two of them getting further and further away, Balu gritted his teeth. If the Elves were really starting a war with the Snow Wolf tribe, it was no small matter. Kiet had gone with the Dwarves to see how to make the water pumping equipment. Balu thought for a moment, deciding it was better to turn toward the Dwarves’ house to find Kiet first.

The place where the Elves and Snow Wolves were fighting was about twenty or thirty kilometers away. Eric anxiously poked his head out of Arthur’s arms. Because they were running too fast, the wind blowing in his face made it impossible to open his eyes, but his ears gradually heard the sounds of combat, and the magical fluctuations around them were becoming increasingly intense.

"The Snow Wolf tribe even has someone who knows how to use spiritual power. As expected, they have colluded with someone!"

Pepsi’s handsome face was full of anger. He extended his right hand, and the arrows that had been shot whizzed back into his hand.

At the same time, following the returning rain of arrows came a giant Snow Wolf tearing through the air, rushing forward.

If a strike from a Snow Wolf truly hit, the Elves’ defensive armor wouldn’t be able to completely withstand it.

Pepsi was completely unpanicked. He immediately cast a nature spell, and in an instant, a cluster of vines wrapped around his waist and whisked him away, dodging the blow.

Max missed his lunge, but his attack momentum didn’t diminish. He turned his head and used the momentum to charge toward a dense thorny bush that was trying to bind Kevin. His giant claws, carrying majestic beast origin power, tore apart the thorny bush at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

Kevin had almost been surrounded by the thorny bush, which was full of sharp black spikes as tall as a person. Looking at the color, getting stabbed by it after breaking defense would definitely not be pleasant. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

A Snow Wolf could defend once, but the thorny bushes cast together by several Elves were practically covering the sky and earth. Under prolonged attack, even if defense didn’t break, one would lose the ability to move.

In addition, there were several Elves holding bows and arrows in the air, watching like tigers stalking prey. The arrows in the quivers on their backs seemed inexhaustible; after shooting an entire quiver, they could rely on spiritual imprints to summon the arrows back.

With arrowheads forged by Dwarves combined with the unique archery of the Elves, even the Snow Wolves found it difficult to deal with.

Grass, with her agile movement, passed through countless man-eating flowers trying to attack her. Her sharp gaze locked onto the Elf shooting arrows at the beastmen.

She made a feint to trick the Elf into dodging left. This went exactly as Grass planned; her giant body glided like a fish behind the Elf, opening her wide mouth like a bloody basin to bite down.

The Elf armor shattered into countless falling leaves, turning into specks of light that dissolved in mid-air.

Half of the Elf’s body was pierced by sharp teeth, and blood splattered instantly.

"Fanta!" Pepsi’s eyes blazed with fire. He roared furiously, pulling the bow in his hand taut, no longer holding back.

Spiritual power and mana were fully channeled into the arrow, and the entire bow began to emit a blinding light. The arrows fell like specks of light, magnificent but filled with deadly danger.

"Grass, dodge!"

Amidst the chaos, Kevin’s terrified shout was heard. Michael and Max rushed there simultaneously, the fur all over their bodies standing on end under the effect of beast origin power. The two of them swung their claws, knocking away more than half of the arrow rain.

Grass nimbly kicked her hind legs to retreat. She realized these arrows contained spiritual power, the tips aimed straight at her. While dodging, she constantly used the Elf named Fanta in her mouth as a shield. Sure enough, those arrows automatically fell to the ground as soon as they got close to the Elf.

Even so, Grass didn’t completely dodge Pepsi’s furious attack. She was hit by several arrows. Her eyes cold, she landed on an open space holding the Elf named Fanta, both her mouth and body dripping blood.

Fanta only let out a scream at the beginning, then lowered his head, making no more sound. His dark green hair fell over his face, and his limbs hung down helplessly. Pepsi thought he was dead, his heart filled with a mix of grief and rage.

The Elves’ probing attack paused. The Elf mages now began to use magic with full force, not caring if they depleted their mana.

The archers, with the help of vines, jumped high into the air. Several Elves stood back to back and shoulder to shoulder, raising the bows in their hands in unison, pouring all their spiritual power and mana into them. It had become a situation where one side must die.

All this happened in a few seconds. Max and the other uninjured warriors rescued the trapped warriors from vines, man-eating flowers, and thorny bushes, then faced a fiercer wave of attacks.

The number of Elves and the number of warriors on patrol were almost equal.

Relying on their ability to fight in the air, the Elves had slightly fewer injuries than the Snow Wolves, but while their mana-infused arrows could pierce the Snow Wolves’ defense, the Snow Wolves themselves had high magic resistance, so the wounds were only superficial.

Max was truly enraged by these Elves who had barged in to start a war. He raised his head and roared. A group of Snow Wolf warriors bared their sharp teeth in unison, activating their full-body beast origin power, ready to respond.

Behind them were the tribe members; they absolutely couldn’t let a single Elf inside.

"Why is the fighting ahead so intense? I can’t see the people inside clearly anymore..." Eric muttered anxiously.

They had rushed to the scene only to see that on the originally flat field, aggressive plants were growing wildly. The sky was filled with dense arrow rain, and the roars of Snow Wolves and various sounds of wind-breaking were ceaseless.

He panicked, stomping back and forth in Arthur’s arms:

"Damn it, I forgot to call Sam and Thomas, and the other warriors to help too. I’m so stupid I could die!"

Without time to think carefully, seeing that Arthur had arrived quite close to the battleground—and since he was a human anyway—Eric gritted his teeth and jumped out of his arms, rushing into the battle circle without looking back:

"Arthur, don’t follow. It’s dangerous inside. Go back quickly and call for reinforcements!"

As he spoke, he closed his eyes slightly. When he opened them, they were full of determination.

"Great God of Nature, please grant your loyal follower strength. Natural Guards!"

This was a high-level nature spell he had recently learned with Evan. Before he even had a chance to warm up to it, he had to use it.

Fortunately, being small, he wasn’t detected by the Elves when he slipped into the war zone, and no one actively attacked him. Eric also cast several layers of protective shields on himself.

When the Elves’ arrow rain fell, he worried he wouldn’t be able to withstand it. Unexpectedly, those arrows fell to the ground before even touching him, and even the dense plants didn’t attack him.

With a few rumbles, the ground full of plants cracked open. First, a giant head made of vines and branches appeared, followed by a tall body like a Titan giant.

Two giants formed of plants, tall enough to prop up the sky and press down the earth, emerged from the ground.