Slap!
Xu Shuo abruptly raised his Knight's Sword, and smashed the Ice Arrow flying towards his face.
"Catalina!"
The Ice and Snow Elf yelled towards the huge tree.
In an instant, the Sacred Tree of the Elves swayed.
The shallow layer of water from the lake rose, gathered, and condensed into several figures, transforming from a transparent layer of water into icy bodies.
Dozens of Ice and Snow Elves stood in the lake, all showing a murderous intent, staring angrily at the three people outside the lake.
After they appeared, the layer of water that was only ten centimeters high seemed to have dropped a bit more, shallow enough to just submerge toes.
Zuo Fang noticed this and raised his eyebrows.
These elves could only manifest through the Power of Faith.
And the Power of Faith needed to irrigate the Spiritual Holy Tree.
He wondered, if he were to drain the water here, wouldn't that tree wither as well?
