"That's a High Ranked Monster, isn't it?" Rosetta sighed.
"Can we even fight beat it…?!" Wondered chief, quickly recalling he had some magic weapons he made inside his home.
However, the path was quickly filled with Miasmic Treants coming from everywhere, they were not just a dozen anymore, they were over fifty of them, and perhaps how many hundreds of these monsters could be all around the forest…
After all, a forest was made of trees, could the entire forest become a swarm of these strong monsters? Even if they were strong enough to take them individually. If they were all swarmed, they would only end up dying!
And as if that couldn't get any worse, the enormous Greater Miasmic Treant, a monster of over twenty meters of height was looming behind the others, its presence alone sending shivers down the spine of everybody.
"Now… Kill them all!" Laughed the Greater Treant, its memories of being a tree banished as it simply was a puppet to the Demon King of Miasma.
However, right after it said its command, an enormous fireball reached the monster's face!
The Greater Miasmic Treant glanced at the source of the magic attack, finding a squadron of Walking Mushrooms wielding weapons and armor, the Mushroom Brigade!
Magius, the Magician of the group had unleashed her Fireball Spell on the foul talking tree, blowing its face and burning it… but it was not enough to kill it.
"Not enough?" Magius said with her expressionless face. "Then… [Fire Storm]!"
Her Grimoire opened wide as the pages began flipping, her MP was spent rapidly as an enormous mass of flames reached the Greater Miasmic Treant before it could even defend itself or run away…
The enormous Greater Miasmic Treant fell into the ground, its entire body blown to bits and burning. The blazing storm took almost ten other Miasmic Treants as well, burning them along.
"Y-You killed our boss!"
The monstrous Miasmic Treants furiously ran towards the Mushroom Brigade, as a valiant and brave sword-wielding Mushroom stepped forward, wearing armor and a shiny golden sword!
"This is a technique my lord taught to me long ago! Holy Blade Arts: Holy Cross!"
Sporegon swung his Magic Sword horizontally and vertically at the same time, generating an enormous cross made of light from within his sword's magical power!
The Holy Cross reached the group of Treants and slashed over six of them at the same time, damaging all those behind! And then exploding, killing another five of them!
The Miasmic Treants, as evil as they were, were left flabbergasted by the utterly devastating power of these mushrooms!
The Gnome Chief and Rosetta's eyes were filled with hope as they suddenly heard the valiant sword wielding Myconid speak to the rest of the village atop the corpse of a Miasmic Treant.
"Everyone, we are the Mushroom Brigade! Lady Planta has sent a part of our Brigade to protect this village! Fear not, as long as we are here, your village shall not fall!"
Sporegon's charisma was immense, despite being a small, around a meter and a half-sized walking mushroom, his face was that of a serious and manly man, almost unbefitting of the rest of his adorable looking body, but it still sent inspiration into the hearts of those that heard his words!
"Lady Planta sent them?! What a miracle…" Sighed the chief.
"You heard them boys! Don't give it up yet! Let's form a barricade! Those that can fight join the Mushroom Brigade, the rest come with the chief, form a barricade with the corpses of the Treants! Light up bonfires and torches! They dislike flames!" Rosetta quickly commanded everybody, as the chief began making barricades using his Crafting Skills.
"You heard her! Get to it! Snap out of your fear if you want to survive!" The chief roared, the peaceful Brownies and Gnomes had no other option!
They all roared in unison, as the battle continued.
Sporegon slain Treants that kept coming almost endlessly, all while looking into the distance of the forest, which has now turned completely black and purple, with Miasma emerging from the soil everywhere.
"I hope Hunter made it in time…"
Meanwhile, within the Village of Squirrel-kin, a ferocious fight was undergoing!
Squirrels were running away from their village atop the trees as the very trees that have sheltered them for so long became enormous Tall Miasmic Treants, destroying their houses and everything they held dear.
"Everything… the entire village's gone…"
"Ahhh! M-More Treants are coming from there!"
The squirrel-kin were naturally nimble and fearful people. They disliked fighting and didn't had many skills to fight to begin with. They were agile tree climbers and rock throwers but throwing rocks at giant Treants didn't prove effective.
By miracle they managed to escape before they were to get killed by the enormous wooden claws of the Tall Miasmic Treants, but right now, the entire village was surrounded by Treants slowly approaching them from all sides.
They couldn't simply jump and climb over them, the Treants would simply extend their branches and impale them alive, a few already had fallen to such tricks and died in front of everybody…
Babies and children were crying as they were held by their parents, all while the chief and a few other Squirrel-kins that knew magic were keeping the Treants away only to pointlessly buy time before dying gruesomely.
Two Squirrel-kin, which were apprentices of Acorn named Almond and Peanut, twins that were always interested in Acorn and his adventures. Acorn ended gifting them the Grimoire he acquired and taught them how to conjure magic from it.
This single Grimoire with only a few Beginner Spells, alongside the chief and Acorn's grandparents' explosive bombs and potions were what kept the squirrel-kin alive for these last ten minutes, and barely.
"Ugh… I am almost out of MP… Chief give me another potion!" Cried Almond.