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After the first wave of attack began, the small principality troops positioned at the forefront were the first to come into contact with the thorn and vine defenses surrounding the Tree of Life.

After advancing only a few hundred meters, they encountered resistance far stronger than that on the Star Tree Battlefield.

The elves have clearly concentrated most of their defensive forces here.

Not only are there thousands of elite elven archers scattered throughout the canopy, but also dozens of giant war trees rooted in the outer area, like moving city walls.

Before the troops could even get close to the edge of the canopy of the ancient tree of life, they were stopped by several lines of defense.

The tree-man's tree wall was high and dense, and the number of arrows shot from behind was frightening.

The knights barely managed to get through the tree wall despite their injuries, and then the elves and beasts attacked them in melee combat like madmen.

The number of these creatures was no less than that of the army Ron had brought.

Furthermore, there is an overlap of life realms, allowing each one to recover while fighting.

Its brutality terrified the cannon fodder legion for a time.

In particular, a large number of tree roots began to appear under their feet, starting to entangle the knights' feet.

The battlefield was in complete chaos, and no matter how hard the humans charged, they couldn't advance an inch.

At that moment, Ron also saw the demigod tree that Edward had mentioned.

The other party is a white jujube tree person.

It is seven or eight hundred meters tall, and its trunk is covered with dense thorns.

It swung its body and whipped Edward, occasionally launching large amounts of white dates to wash the ground.

Edward and it fought fiercely, neither gaining the upper hand.

Surprisingly, they couldn't gain any advantage over the other party.

Ron sneered inwardly, "You big-eyed Edward with thick eyebrows, huh?"

"With the enemy's troop strength, you can still say you've been attacking for two months."

You've probably been getting beaten up by them for two months, and then you've been holed up on the periphery the whole time!

The resistance from the Ancient Tree of Life battlefield was completely beyond Ron's expectations.

There were so many elves born from the Tree of Life that even though they had left to live in various elven cities.

But upon hearing that the Tree of Life had been attacked, they all abandoned their battles and rushed to its aid.

The other human factions on the battlefields were overjoyed.

Isn't this indirectly helping them reduce stress?

You guys need to hold on for a little longer!

Ultimately, the attack yielded no results, but it did make Ron realize how difficult this battlefield was.

As evening approached, Ron decided to temporarily halt his troops.

We need to renegotiate our strategy before we can organize the next offensive.

It was relatively easy for the frontline troops to retreat.

The elves were not prepared to break out of the Tree of Life's domain.

Edward returned to Ron somewhat disheveled.

Seeing Ron's unfriendly expression, he knew he was in the wrong.

But in order to keep Ron, he gritted his teeth and spoke:

"Sir Ron, I can forgo all the rewards from this battle against the Tree of Life."

"Give me anything that can heal William's injuries."

He looked at Ron with expectant eyes.

Ron, upon hearing this, stopped putting on a stern face: "This Edward is actually quite sensible!"

Ron had no intention of leaving the Tree of Life.

He really had nowhere else to go besides those main battlefields.

He looked down on those smaller elven cities, and trying his luck catching elves in the Endless Forest was even less efficient.

At least Ron can consistently gain something here.

Regardless of how the war goes.

At least people are dying on both sides, aren't they?

In particular, the Ancient Tree of Life is a gathering place for a large number of quasi-tier, first-tier, and second-tier magical beasts.

These high-quality consumables are now quite difficult to obtain in the world of Terran.

Here, however, a large number of them die, yet they still don't flee.

Ron has stockpiled several spatial rings with his original essence since the start of the war.

The quality is quite high!

The legions under his command were also streamlined where necessary, and those that survived were all elites.

Ron eats meat, and they can also have some soup.

The wealth they accumulate over a year is enough for them to cultivate for one or two decades.

Ron did a count, not counting his Little Garden Knights.

There are already over ten thousand Tier 1 knights in the six legions.

Before arriving in the Elf World, there weren't so many; it was all about life-or-death battles, which were also the most demanding catalysts for a knight's advancement.

In the following days, Ron also began to join the fight.

He tried to get Margaret and Aegon to set the fire.

They forced the spirits out, but this was within the dense life domain of the Ancient Tree of Life.

The fire was lit, but it didn't burn well at all.

Apart from the area scorched by the dragon's breath, it couldn't spread at all.

Only Aegon's Calamity Fire was somewhat useful, but the elves fought it off relentlessly, regardless of the casualties.

It still doesn't have much effect.

The key point is that the elves who were burned by the fire of calamity were actually healed by the ancient tree's life domain.

This ancient tree of life can truly heal emotional wounds.

Upon learning this, Edward's offensive momentum grew increasingly fierce, as if he were overdrawing his remaining physical strength and energy, treating each charge as if it were his last.

He finally saw hope for William's recovery.

God knows how miserable his life has been these past few months since he lost William.

Not only was he emotionally depressed, but his situation outside the home also plummeted.

No one treats him as the rotating speaker anymore; he's no different from an ordinary demigod.

They even sat at the same table with the Chimera demigods and those newly promoted demigods.

Edward has always touted himself as one of the strongest among the three top powers.

One of the few who has the best chance of surpassing the business alliance.

This disparity was also something he found hard to accept.

So when they saw that there was hope of healing from the adamantine dragon, they risked their lives.

Ron noticed that he had been personally leading the charge for four consecutive days, and the sparks from the arrows grazing his armor were particularly noticeable in the twilight.

But every time he was forced back, he would return to the same position in the next round and launch another attack, as if he wanted to keep going until he reached a certain ending.

Unfortunately, the ancient tree of life is truly troublesome.

In particular, its own vitality is incredibly profound.

Ron had just cut off one of its branches, and it grew back in less than half an hour.

If it weren't for the fact that these severed branches were excellent materials for alchemy and weapon crafting, and were quite valuable...

Ron had long since given up on fighting it.

Besides these branches, the ancient tree of life also bears many fruits.

There are thousands of ordinary fruits, all waiting for them to develop sentience, and all of them can give birth to spirits.

However, if it is picked before the spirit is born, it becomes a top-tier healing elixir.

Ron grabbed a few, but after eating them, he felt they weren't as effective as his red agate.

However, it does have some benefits for the mental well-being.

There were also some larger ones, and nine golden fruits.

It is said that level three spirits can be born from it, but it takes hundreds of years to gestate.

Only five of the nine golden fruits were ripe.

The other four are not very big.

Ron figured he had to snatch at least a few.

Edward, too, no longer holds any expectations for the heartwood of the Tree of Life.

Not only could they not win, but even if they captured it, the allied forces might not allow the destruction of the Tree of Life.

This is a treasure that can reliably produce elves.

How could you kill a chicken for warmth?

So Edward placed his hopes on these few golden fruits.

The Tree of Life is difficult to kill, but they are outnumbered four to two.

There's still a chance to snatch the fruit from it.

He didn't ask for much.

He only asked Ron to give him one or two when the time came.