Fleeing
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The barbarians were panicking as they retreated in the direction of Ed and the others, shouting for help as they ran.
Behind them, there was a dense number of sharp spikes and vines that extended from the ground!
How could this be?
Ed was a little confused.
Had the sacred tree become so powerful?
Annihilate the entire barbarian team in just a few minutes?
"F*ck!"
"Don't let them come over! Stop them!"
Ed realized something was wrong.
The fleeing barbarians would most likely attract the hatred of the sacred tree!
The players around Ed had dark expressions.
He said it so easily, but he wanted them to stop the barbarians?
Was this a joke?
"Intense, dragon breath!"
Faced with the barbarians who were charging toward the back of the team, Ed took out the highest-grade fire-type magic scroll from his backpack and threw it forward.
"Roar!!!"
The dragon's roar was heard!