Bear Monster Attack Two

Kalei stood amidst the battlefield, his heart struck with immense shock as he experienced a conflict of this scale for the first time.

He had followed his teacher, Matt Hardwood, for decades to study nature magic. Although he had been on a few outings to fight, those were merely against a few wild beasts; how could he have ever experienced a scene like this?

He pondered that if a mere skirmish against furbolgs was this intense, what would it be like to face ferocious orcs, vast hordes of the undead, or endless demons in the future? It was truly unimaginable.

Thinking this, he felt a strong urge to raise his staff and join the battle immediately, but he did not move.

He knew he was no longer fighting alone; he was operating as part of a team and had to obey the orders of the team leader.

Also remaining idle alongside him were two junior Druids and Jinli Darkriver.

Kalei had never met Jinli Darkriver, but even without using his system panel to scout, he knew this woman was formidable—stronger even than Arenia.

"Little one, it's not polite to sneak peeks at a lady."

Damn it, her perception was far too sharp. Kalei had only glanced at her once, never expecting to be caught.

His face flushed red, and he quickly turned his head away, daring not to look again.

"Hehe, little one, this is a battlefield. Don't let your mind wander. Pay attention to the front; it will be your turn to act soon."

Hearing Jinli's reminder, Kalei snapped back to reality and looked ahead, noticing that the battlefield had undergone a new change.

A low, distant howl echoed from the rear of the furbolgs.

Upon hearing these sounds, the furbolgs, who had been charging recklessly, immediately disregarded their own lives and retreated backward.

Seeing this, Kalei's heart stirred. He had previously speculated that these furbolgs were attacking the Night Elf not just due to the influence of dark power, but likely acting on their own volition. Now, it seemed that was indeed the case.

But why would they attack the Night Elf? Did they harbor a grudge against the elves? Were they willing to offer themselves to darkness in exchange for a chance at revenge?

That was not impossible. After all, many years ago, these furbolgs had also lived in this warm, comfortable valley.

Although the Night Elf had driven them out for the sake of safety, the furbolgs might not have understood that. Perhaps they harbored resentment, and with someone inciting them, they had been easily deceived.

Just as Kalei was thinking, the furbolgs began their assault again.

This time, they changed their tactics, sending out two powerful furbolgs as the vanguard.

These two stood three meters tall, their bodies covered in tough, thick hide. Their eyes were bloodshot, and they charged like rhinoceroses.

The Night Elf were no strangers to such massive furbolgs; they were berserkers among the furbolg tribes, possessing the bloodline of the wild demigod Ursoc.

Ursoc had been a natural ally of the Night Elf, yet it was unexpected that after his death, most of his descendants had become enemies of the Night Elf.

Kalei hurriedly scouted the strength of these two furbolg berserkers and discovered that one was level 48 and the other level 51. Their levels alone were nearly catching up to Arenia's, and combined with their racial traits and the shadow energy within them, the group was in deep trouble.

Watching these two berserkers charge forward with the other furbolgs, the group immediately felt immense pressure.

Arenia remained exceptionally calm. She swept a glance at Kalei and the other two Druids and said, "I don't care what method you use, delay those two berserkers. Can you do it?"

The two junior Druids looked at each other and shook their heads. One of them said, "We can't. We could use Entangling Roots to slow them down, but our mana is too low and our casting speed too slow. We can only cast basic Entangling Roots, which won't be enough to hold them back."

By now, the two berserkers were in full sprint. Not only were they fast, but they also used the Mass Enrage skill to accelerate the other furbolgs.

As the furbolgs drew closer, thud, thud, thud—the heavy sound of their footsteps began to echo across the battlefield.

At this moment, everyone understood that if they couldn't stop the charge of the two berserkers, the defensive line would be shattered instantly, forcing them into close-quarters combat where casualties would skyrocket.

Arenia sighed softly and turned her gaze to Kalei. "Kalei, do you have any ideas?"

Kalei watched the approaching furbolgs and cursed internally. He had just undergone a massive level-up and hadn't had time to learn or train any skills; was this not asking too much?

Although these furbolgs hadn't cultivated any specific class, their racial traits granted them power comparable to professional combatants.

In particular, these two furbolg berserkers possessed not only the power of Ursoc but were also reinforced by shadow power. Even an average high-level professional would struggle to deal with them, let alone Kalei, a newly promoted mid-level Druid.

However, having already boasted in front of Arenia, he could only bite the bullet and nod. "I will try."

Arenia was somewhat surprised but nodded approvingly. "Very well, hold them off for me."

Kalei took a deep breath, raised his staff toward the battlefield, and began to condense natural energy.

The process started smoothly, and the spell model for Entangling Roots was quickly formed, but at the very moment of release, he hesitated.

He knew that if he cast this spell, he could certainly bind one furbolg berserker, but what about the other? Would he have time to cast a second spell?

His thoughts raced with unprecedented speed, calculating the distance, speed, and casting time of the furbolgs, only to realize there was no time.

Watching the charge draw closer to the front-line warriors, he grew anxious, sweat beading on his forehead.

What to do?

What on earth should he do?

Just as he was about to give up, a flash of inspiration struck him. Since a single-target spell wouldn't be fast enough, why not convert it into an area-of-effect spell?

He was quickly startled by his own idea. When his teacher taught him the way of the Druid, he had repeatedly warned him never to alter established spell models during casting to avoid unpredictable consequences.

But Kalei couldn't care less now. He focused his mind, almost artificially splitting the constructed Entangling Roots model into dozens of identical copies.

The moment the splitting was complete, his mental energy was nearly exhausted, forcing him to release the spell immediately.

"You have comprehended the mid-level class skill: Mass Entanglement. This skill can entangle enemies within a certain range."

"Your current skill: Mass Entanglement (8/100)"

At the very instant Kalei released the spell, the dozens of furbolgs, led by the two furbolg berserkers, had already reached the Night Elf defensive line.

Seeing the front-line defensive formation on the verge of collapse, dozens of green lights suddenly streaked across the sky, soaring over the shield wall and landing upon every single Ursa.

Beneath the feet of the Ursas, the grass and flowers that had been trampled into a mess instantly surged into massive vines. These vines seemed to possess a life of their own, coiling tightly around each and every Ursa.

The ordinary Ursas were completely unable to break free from the vines' restraint, left only to be slaughtered. Although the two Berserkers managed to break loose, their speed was drastically reduced, and their threat level plummeted.

Watching this miraculous scene, the Night Elf soldiers realized a powerful Druid was stationed in the rear. Their confidence surged, and they cheered in unison, chanting the name of Elune as they launched a pursuit against the Ursas.

The second wave of the Ursa charge was thus simply and effectively contained.

Arenia had originally held no hope for Kalei and had already prepared follow-up countermeasures, never expecting Kalei to give her such a surprise.

In high spirits, she praised him loudly: "Very good, Kalei. You have completed your task; rest in the back, and leave the rest to us."

She turned to Jinli Darkriver and said: "Sister, it is our turn."

At this moment, Kalei, having had a sudden inspiration to convert Entangling Roots into Mass Entanglement, had nearly drained all the mana in his body and exhausted his entire spirit.

He only had enough energy to glance at the information regarding Mass Entanglement on his panel before collapsing onto the back of Big Black to rest. He barely reacted to Arenia's affirmation, merely nodding mechanically.

Jinli Darkriver heeded Arenia's call, riding her silver-white Saber forward. As she passed by Kalei, she smiled and said: "Not bad. To think a child like you could forcibly convert Entangling Roots into Mass Entanglement—truly impressive, though a bit too reckless."

Kalei glanced at Arenia, and seeing she was not paying attention to this side, he lifted his body slightly and whispered: "I had no choice; I was forced into it."

Jinli was stunned for a moment, then smiled in understanding. Indeed, under a leader as stern as Arenia, anyone would feel immense pressure, let alone a child like Kalei who had just come of age.

Jinli let out a hearty laugh and said nothing more, riding her mount to Arenia's side.

The two female warriors exchanged a glance, and without a word, they raised their longbows, nocked Explosive Arrows, and drew their bowstrings.

By now, the ordinary Ursas at the valley entrance had all been shot dead by the archers in the rear under the effect of Kalei's spell, leaving only the two Ursa Berserkers still full of vigor.

They broke free from the restraints of Kalei's spell and charged over in a rage.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Jinli and Arenia released their arrows almost simultaneously.

The two arrows, one white and one green, transformed into streaks of astonishing light as they flew toward the two Berserkers.

The arrows pierced through the tough bodies of the Ursa Berserkers without obstruction, the powerful impact force of the bows driving them back two steps.

The two Berserkers were thoroughly enraged, flames of fury erupting from their eyes, driving them to endure the pain and continue their charge.

They did not expect the two arrows embedded in their bodies to explode almost simultaneously.

Shrapnel from the arrows, along with large chunks of flesh, were blasted all over the ground, directly blowing the two three-meter-tall Berserkers into a heap.