One by one, they fiercely took root on the ground.
Terrifying waves of Magic Power emanated from their bodies.
The branches swayed continuously.
Always ready to cast spells.
When they saw the Ancient Tree Guardians and Dark Night Elves, the ugly faces on their trunks showed a bit of hesitation.
The Treant race is internally peaceful and friendly, even when dark-side Treants encounter light-side Treants, they will not break out into combat.
Under normal circumstances, they would communicate and exchange with each other.
Additionally, the Elves are the most steadfast and friendly allies of the Treants and pose no harm to them.
They did not hold back the magic in their hands.
Seeing this, Isa decisively spoke up.
"Ancient Guardians, we are members of Mistdew City, not your enemies. There is no need to worry about us harming you..."
"We came this time because the great Swamp God, Your Majesty, foresaw your arrival and specially came to recruit you."
