Demon Taming: Start by synthesizing a Lantern Ghost with Divine and Demonic Talents

Chapter 43: The Hunt Begins
Welcome to the Abyss, your second tribulation, at the first level of the Abyss. After ten tribulations, you will automatically descend into the Abyss!

[Location of this ordeal: Green Realm Forest]

[Background: The orc world is on the verge of destruction. Under the leadership of their chieftain, the orcish tribe has launched a cross-realm war to conquer new territory so that their people can survive. The sudden war sweeps through the entire forest city. Caught off guard, the city's inhabitants are decimated by witchcraft and the sword, with most perishing. The remaining civilians struggle desperately in the city's corners. The orcs have no intention of giving up. Can the city's residents hold out until reinforcements arrive? If you were in their shoes, what would you choose?]

Please select your faction: Orcs/Treant?

Li Chunfeng looked at the two templates that appeared in front of him:
One of them is the orc race, with green skin, a large body, protruding fangs, scarlet eyes, and a murderous aura.

On the other side was a Wood Spirit warrior clad in light armor, wielding a long sword, his bowstring twanging, with long ears and silver-white eyebrows.

This is a rare pattern.

Li Chunfeng first activated the image-recording bead, and after careful observation, chose the Wood Spirit race, which looked more human-like.

If it weren't for filming, experiencing the perspective of the orcs wouldn't be so bad.

It's all for survival.

From each perspective, this war has its own justifications.

[Your faction has been confirmed: Wood Elf.]

Main Quest: Survive for seven days and await reinforcements. 0/7

[Side Mission (Optional): Rescue as many civilians as possible until the war ends. Each civilian rescued will improve your completion rating.]

When the notification message completely disappeared, a sudden, blinding light flashed before Li Chunfeng's eyes, and he instinctively raised his hand to shield his eyes.

Once everything returned to normal, he lowered his hand, opened his eyes, and found himself atop a tall tree trunk.

All around are towering trees, hundreds of meters high, their horizontal branches weaving together to form an aerial corridor in the middle of the forest.

Numerous treehouses of various shapes and sizes are nestled among the branches of enormous trees. Each treehouse is meticulously crafted; some are covered in moss, while others are adorned with a profusion of flowers.

Between the trees, there are aerial walkways woven from thick vines. These intertwined vine walkways unite the entire previously unconnected forest into a tree-world city.

It truly has a unique charm, as if you've entered a legendary forest city.

pity……

This once dreamlike forest city is now engulfed in flames of war, with the stench of decaying evil energy permeating the land. The treehouses are no longer inhabited by any living beings, but are instead littered with corpses.

Li Chunfeng took out a mirror and looked at himself; his appearance had changed to that of a Wood Spirit.

She looked somewhat like him, with pointed ears and most striking features were her long, white eyebrows that extended to be as wide as her ears.

He carried a longbow on his back and held a curved sword in his hand.

His primary occupation is protecting civilians and maintaining order. He also seems to possess some racial talent, allowing him to communicate with tree spirits.

After absorbing the information in his mind, Li Chunfeng immediately began to analyze the current situation.

The orcs are powerful and their advance is fierce. However, the Wood Elf race is fighting on their home ground, and the forest is a relatively easy place to hide. Surviving for seven days may be difficult, and the most crucial thing is that the heart of the city cannot be breached.

But this was clearly not his task.

To achieve a godlike rating, you have to take risks from the very beginning.

Should they take the initiative and kill more invading orcs, or save more civilians?
Perhaps we should strive to achieve the best in both?
Then start.

Place your palm on the tree trunk, activate your racial skill, and communicate with the tree spirit.

A moment later, a pale green wood spirit emerged from the tree trunk. It was only the size of a palm and shook its disproportionately large head with a "tap tap tap" sound.

After communicating with the Tree Spirit, Li Chunfeng learned about the distribution of orcs in the vicinity. There was an orc camp not far away; they were logging and setting up camp, and they had captured a large number of Wood Spirit people, but instead of killing them immediately, they imprisoned them.

"What's this for?"

Li Chunfeng kept this in mind. Since he couldn't figure it out now, he decided not to think about it anymore.

"Come forth, my undead servant!"

Ten skeletal knights were summoned and charged toward the orc camp.

"Hey~"

The lantern flew out excitedly, but after taking in its surroundings, its anthropomorphic eyes narrowed and it landed on its master's head without any intention of fighting.

"Boom!" "Roar!" A patrol of green-skinned orcs roared excitedly and soon clashed with the skeletal knights.

These orcs had skin between green and gray, and their hair was usually coarse black, ranging from dark brown to deep black. Physically, they were all tall and strong, with muscles all over their bodies, making them seem as if they were born for war.

An ordinary orc standing upright is about 2 to 3 meters tall, but when entering battle, he slumps his shoulders and bends over, making him appear shorter.

When they charged, they were quite intimidating. However, these axes, warhammers, and swords only left grayish-white marks when they struck the skeletal knights' bone spirit aura, unable to penetrate their defenses. Ghostly blue flames flickered within the skeletal knights' skulls as they launched a collective charge, their long bone spears sending the orc warriors reeling.

Orc Warrior: Tier 1, Beginner. The weakest unit in the orcish army, skilled in melee combat and physically powerful. Their orc skin provides extremely high resistance to nature magic!

Orc Wolf Rider: Tier 2, High-level. Centurion, possessing extremely high magic resistance, immense strength, and an astonishing physique, especially skilled in mounted combat charges.

The newly appeared orc leader, riding a tall dire wolf, had various bone ornaments tied to his beard and hair, and a necklace of skulls around his neck. Upon his appearance, he immediately sounded his horn, directing the scattered orc warriors to regroup. The skeletal knights, being few in number, quickly turned the tide of the battle.

"High magic defense, perfect melee template."

Fortunately, I don't rely on magic too much.

Where is the lamp?

"Hey~"

The lamp conjured two small arms, which clenched their fists and howled.

"Transform!"

The image of a black-robed, bone-faced figure wielding a demonic axe reappears in the martial arts world.

"Phantom clone!"

Tens of thousands of clones surrounded the orc camp. "Soul Fireball!"

"Puu puu puu" Flames shot out like machine gun fire. With high magic resistance, can it withstand the Soul Fireball?
As it turned out, they couldn't defend against it. The single-target damage of the fireballs wasn't necessarily high, but they hurt. Even the most pain-resistant orc warriors would scream in agony after being hit by a soul fireball. The formation instantly crumbled, and the skeleton knights slaughtered them.

No matter how loudly the centurion sounded the horn, he couldn't turn the tide of battle. Orcs were slaughtered one after another, and the battle became one-sided.

Suddenly, two beams of red light pierced through the dense forest, heading straight for the centurion's head.

These are the Blood-Patterned Flying Needles and the Blood-Transforming Flying Knives.

The centurion was quite skilled; in a moment of haste, he flipped his longsword, knocking the two magical weapons away one after the other. But the surrounding clones instantly swarmed in, fighting a desperate battle of attrition, leaving it scrambling to keep up.

The centurion roared, and a burst of crimson energy rose from his body.

Under the influence of Blood Rage, defensive power increases exponentially.

Even with Li Chunfeng's current spiritual power, and his continuous attacks with two magical artifacts, he was still unable to break through the defense of the blood-red aura. He could only occasionally create small wounds, but could not seriously injure it.

The magical artifact's first expedition ended in defeat.

It must be said that the Orcs' defense is not only reflected in their magic defense, but also in their extremely high physical defense.

Despite being at such a disadvantage, they still didn't expose their weaknesses. Minor wounds were nothing to worry about.

Its close-combat abilities far surpass Li Chunfeng's. Once it got used to the rhythm of the siege, it could even urge its dire wolf to break through the encirclement.

Li Chunfeng immediately changed his strategy, deciding to kill the wolf before the man.

The dire wolf was not as agile as the orc, and several clones risked having their heads bitten off in order to perish together with the dire wolf. The dire wolf could not dodge in time and its four limbs were instantly severed, and the centurion also fell off his mount in a sorry state.

"Buzz!"

A demonic axe descended from the sky, mixed in with the attacks of the numerous clones.

Despite the unfavorable situation, the centurion instantly recognized the unusual nature of the attack and instinctively raised his longsword to parry. The impact was immense, but he underestimated the power of this single axe blow; his longsword, along with his crimson protective aura, brutally broke through.

Then they were annihilated by a barrage of soul fireballs.

The more you kill, the more souls you collect. Under the influence of Soul Devouring, the power of your soul also surges.

With the leader dead, the annihilation campaign quickly came to an end.

Li Chunfeng lost two skeleton knights, but quickly recovered.

He summoned authority over the corpse of the orc wolf rider.

"Arise, fight for me!"

The orc wolf rider's corpse awoke, its grayish-green skin turning black, exuding an ominous aura. A single, scarlet spark of soul fire emanated from its two eye sockets, particularly chilling.

Even though he was demoted, he's still a knight.

Li Chunfeng shed his demonic transformation, entered the camp, and released his imprisoned kin. Guided by the tree spirit, he let them escape to the safe area at the rear.

The real hunting has just begun.

(End of this chapter)