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He instantly tensed up and was ready for battle.

The old willow tree didn't stop. Countless huge and thick roots grabbed the ground and rushed all the way to the high hedge. It used its huge roots to pierce the hedge and tear it apart as easily as tearing a piece of paper.

Everyone gasped, their faces filled with fear and despair. This old willow tree was a hundred times more terrifying than any other treeman! How could they stop it?

Dui, who was facing the old willow tree head-on, felt even more pressure at this time.

"Protect yourself with armor! All petrified, all petrified...!" He immediately cast an armor spell on himself, and then continued to cast the spell loudly.

His dry throat, already from overuse, had become even hoarser, and he could taste the rust in his throat every time he chanted a spell.

Even so, the petrification spell could only hold the old willow tree for a few breaths before it forcefully broke free and swung its huge roots and willow branches towards Dui, hitting the illusory shield formed by the Iron Armor Spell heavily.

Under the constant blows, the illusory shield protecting Dui became increasingly dim, and showed signs of breaking at any moment.

The hobbits watching this scene also felt nervous.

Dui was also in a state of distress at this time. This old willow tree not only had an absurdly high magic resistance, but also had very strong physical attacks. Each of its attacks was extremely powerful, and even the Iron Armor Curse could not last long.

Seeing the critical situation, he shouted towards the high ground where the Brandybuck family was, "Hurry and throw the oil barrels and wine barrels towards me!"

Hearing Dui's voice, the members of the Brandy Deer family were a little confused and looked at the head of the family, Luo Rui, seeking his decision.

Rory Brandy Deer looked at the scorched Duyle and the old willow tree in the distance, and without hesitation ordered all the barrels filled with oil and wine to be thrown towards Duyle using catapults.

"Fire!" With the order, the catapult shot up, and the wine barrels flew out like cannonballs, flying over the sky and landing accurately on the position of Dui and the old willow tree.

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

Dui's dry and hoarse voice sounded, and the falling barrels instantly stopped in mid-air.

Then Dui pointed and quickly smashed it onto the old willow tree, soaking it through.

"The flames are blazing~" A small flame emerged from his fingertips. With a flick of his hand, the flame flew out and landed on the old willow tree.

The old willow tree was quickly surrounded by the flames and turned into a towering flaming tree. The dazzling flames illuminated the entire Buckland, and even Frogzeton on the other side of the Brandywine River could see it clearly.

The old willow tree let out a shrill and painful scream, and its branches and roots swung wildly, trying to put out the flames on its body, but it was useless. The flames burned more and more fiercely like a fire in the tarsal bone.

The scorching heat caused the surrounding grass leaves to curl and turn yellow, and I could feel the heat wave coming towards me.

Dui looked at the old willow tree struggling frantically in the sea of ​​fire, with no expression on his face.

But the vigilance in my heart was raised to the highest level.

Beware of the old willow tree's dying counterattack.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The roots and branches of the old willow tree quickly carbonized in the fire, crackling and making a sound like a wail.

An invisible pair of eyes filled with hatred and resentment stared at Dui.

The huge crack on the tree trunk was wide open, like a giant mouth.

A strange, piercing, and sharp melody came out from the crack and drifted throughout the old forest.

The melody was full of magic, suppressing all other sounds, making it seem as if only this strange melody filled the entire world.

Dui's face changed and he quickly covered his ears with his hands.

But it turned out to have no effect.

The tune ignored his blocked ears, and the devilish sound filled his brain, echoing continuously in his mind.

His thoughts and consciousness gradually became confused and blurred, as if another will was trying to seize control of his body!

"Snapped!"

Dui slapped himself hard, trying to wake himself up.

But the effect was minimal and consciousness continued to gradually fade.

He gritted his teeth and thrust his left hand into the fire.

"Ah!"

The severe pain made him cry out in pain, and his originally blurred consciousness was instantly restored.

Dui regained consciousness temporarily, but the hobbits present were not so lucky. Under the hypnosis of the magic sound, their eyes became blurred and empty, and then they approached the old willow tree like puppets.

Dui's face changed drastically. If these hobbits were allowed to get close to the old willow tree, they would either be crushed to death by the crazy old willow tree or burned to death by the fire!

The old willow tree wants everyone to be buried with it!

Chapter 15 The Strongest Blow

There was no time for Dui to hesitate.

If he did not interrupt the old willow tree's strange tune, not only would countless hobbits be killed or injured, but he would also be in trouble.

He forced himself to support his exhausted mind and body, gritted his teeth and rushed towards the old willow tree.

Today it's either it dies or I live!

Petrification spell, fire spell, disarming spell, leg-locking spell... Dui used them all at once, regardless of whether they were useful or not.

call!

As the strong wind stung his skin, before Dui could react, he was hit in the back by a thick root of the old willow tree. He was blown away and fell heavily dozens of meters away.

For a moment, Dui's consciousness fell into a coma, his vision went black, and he almost died.

Fortunately, he had cast a layer of iron armor spell on himself in advance, and there was also chain mail protection inside, so he was not seriously injured.

Dui got up from the ground in a panic. The severe pain in his back made it impossible for him to stand up.

On the verge of life and death, adrenaline surged, and fear and retreat disappeared in an instant.

Only anger and ruthlessness remain.

The magic power in the body boils and burns under the influence of emotions.

"Except your weapons!"

An unprecedented huge magical power burst out from him, turning into a dazzling red light and hitting the old willow tree heavily.

Click!

The old willow tree was broken in half.

Following a deafening scream, the old willow tree's movements came to an abrupt halt.

The old willow tree, broken into two pieces, looked like it was dead at this moment, silently allowing the fire on its body to continue burning.

Looking at the completely motionless old willow tree, Dui sat down on the ground panting.

He was now exhausted. The aftereffects of the magic explosion, coupled with the severe pain from being hit in the back, left him without the strength to even stand up. He could only wait for recovery.

At the same time, the hobbits who were hypnotized by the magic sound regained consciousness.

Everyone had an expression of lingering fear on their face. When they were hypnotized, they were conscious, but their bodies were out of control. They could only watch themselves walk towards the old willow tree like puppets and commit suicide.

The Hobbits who escaped the disaster focused their eyes on Dewy, their gazes filled with gratitude, admiration, and awe.

It was this wizard who turned the tide, defeated the powerful old willow tree and other tree people on his own, and defended their home!

"Duiir! Wizard Duir! He is our hero!" One of the hobbits shouted, and the other hobbits followed suit and cheered.

For a moment, the Hobbits were immersed in cheers of victory.

After taking a breath, Dui finally stood up, but looking at his severely burned left hand and the slight pain in his back, he smiled helplessly. This was the first time he was injured so seriously.

However, he was not unprepared. He immediately took out a packet of medicine from his pocket, which contained the white savory essence he had made earlier.

Enduring the severe pain, he applied the white mulberry essence on his burned left hand, and saw that the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a while, his left hand was back to normal, and even whiter and tenderer than before the injury.

Seeing the good effect, Dui simply put the remaining white savory essence into his mouth and swallowed it.

"Ugh, so bitter~" Dui looked in pain. No wonder wizards in the magic world like to apply it externally. The taste of this white mulberry essence is really hard to describe, and he almost vomited it out.

However, the effect is indeed trustworthy. The throat that had been almost unable to speak due to excessive use of the voice quickly recovered, and even the pain in the back that was hit gradually disappeared.

Apart from extreme mental fatigue, his body has now recovered well.

After recovering, Dui turned his attention back to the old willow tree.

Looking at the miserable appearance of the old willow tree being broken in half, Dui couldn't help but be surprised by the power he had just burst out.

After all, this is a giant tree that requires four or five people to hug.

The disarming spell was originally intended to remove the opponent's weapons, but with the explosion of Dui's magic power, the old willow tree was actually broken into two pieces.

This Disarming Charm is truly magical! It truly is Harry Potter's signature spell, the one that killed Voldemort. It's incredibly powerful.

Of course, such a powerful burst of magic came at a heavy price. He was now exhausted, unable to muster even a single ounce of magic power. He couldn't even cast a simple Luminescent Charm, and he wouldn't be able to cast spells easily for the next few days.

"Duyle, are you okay?" Drogo Baggins quickly rushed to Duy, looked at his pale face, and asked nervously and worriedly.

Dui shook his head and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine. It's the other party who's in trouble."

Dui pointed at the Huorn treemen opposite. Those treemen were already unable to take care of themselves at the moment. With the help of oil and wine, many treemen were ignited and turned into fire sources, which quickly spread to the surroundings and became a sea of ​​fire.

If no one stops it, the old forest will probably be affected and spread, eventually causing a forest fire, destroying this ancient forest.

Dui was powerless to do this. Not to mention that he had already made enemies with the tree people in this forest and could not repay their kindness by saving them. Moreover, he was exhausted and could not mobilize any magic power, nor could he cast a spell to extinguish the flames.

So he could only wish these tree people good luck. If there was a heavy rain, maybe it could really stop the forest fire from spreading.

As for the Hobbits, although they are kind by nature, they are not kind enough to save the enemies who invade their homes.

So they just stood by and watched the fire, as long as it didn't spread to their side.

There are even people like Rory Brandybuck, who secretly hope that after the old forest is burned, they can occupy more land and expand the territory of the Brandybuck family.

Luo Rui Brandy Deer led his family members to Dui, saluted him deeply, and said gratefully:

"Wizard Duir, thank you so much for everything you've done for Buckland! Without you, we would have lost many companions tonight, and even our homes!"

The other hobbits saluted him, including Drogo Baggins, Dewy's good friend.

Dui was a little overwhelmed by this scene, "Please don't be like this, this is what I should do!" Others didn't know, but Dui knew that the riot of those tree people was probably caused by him, and the hobbits were implicated by him.

So he felt a little guilty and unworthy of the Hobbits' gratitude.

But the Hobbits didn't think so. As the lord, Rory Brandybuck announced to Dui and everyone present: "From now on, Wizard Dui will be our eternal friend of Buckland. The Brandybuck family is willing to serve you!"