"Alright then…"
Seeing Nobi Hiroshi's indifferent expression, Jingya was slightly disappointed.
Originally, it was fine if either of them obtained the silver set, but now the hope was directly halved.
But she still refused to give up and joined the team climbing to the top.
Even the clumsy Nobita wanted to try, but he sighed in frustration because he couldn't climb trees and was left aside.
"The Silver Swordsman should be a strong person like me, you all should just give up."
Jiatuos, climbing at the very front, looked down at Snaimis and Jingya triumphantly.
After mocking them, he hooked his right hand upward again, feeling that he had pulled something strange, not the tree branch from before.
"Strange, this is…"
Looking up, what he held in his hand was gnarled and bizarre deadwood, and a pair of terrifying green eyes stared back at him.
"Ah, a monster!"
Jiatuos was greatly alarmed.
"By the command of the Demon Spirit Great Emperor, eliminate the humans who attempt to approach the silver set."
A tall and robust figure gradually emerged, covered in rough bark, its eyes glowing with a eerie green light.
The deadwood transformed into sharp branches and whips, and its feet rooted themselves in the sacred tree, emitting a terrifying aura.
The Demon Spirit Great Emperor's tree spirit army appeared one after another; they had long been lurking and ambushing on the Yurabata Sacred Tree.
"Damn it, I'll fight you!"
Jiatuos drew his greatsword, one hand gripping the bark, the other swinging to resist.
"Ouch!"
Snaimis, Viscount was the first to fall from a high altitude. Because he was protected by his exquisite bronze armor, he only temporarily fell unconscious.
Nobi Hiroshi heard the commotion and saw Snaimis fall into a pit.
Looking up the tree trunk, he saw an endless army of tree spirits attacking violently.
"Ah, help me, Doraemon!"
Nobi Nobita ran without the slightest hesitation; he had had enough of this broken dream.
Just as he started to move, another Jiatuos suddenly fell from the sky, and both of them fainted together.
"Ha!"
A sharp cry accompanied a deeply penetrating sword slash.
With thin lips pressed together, Jingya's face was like frost, without a moment's hesitation, her posture agile, she wanted to quickly return to the ground.
But the tree spirit seemed unwilling to let her go, thick vines bound her hands and feet, wrapping around them again and again.
"Let… let go of me…"
Suspended in mid-air, Jingya's taut body began to struggle, but there was no response.
And due to some principle, even though her hands and feet were bound, it produced a tearing effect on her clothes.
The fabric at her chest tore open, revealing a fair and lovely side.
"Ah!!!"
With a furious blush, several arrows flew in, breaking the restraints on her hands and feet.
The girl's body fell freely, landing steadily in Nobi Hiroshi's arms.
The rounded curve pressed close to his nose, allowing him to smell a fresh scent.
"Why does it feel a bit bigger? Was it always like this? Or is it because of the dream?"
Hiroshi curiously examined the small curve, as if trying to see through it.
"You… what are you looking at? The tree spirits are coming soon."
Bending her knees and hugging her chest, the shy Jingya quickly covered the exposed spring scenery.
After the burning gaze, she felt a little ticklish.
Even the seeds buried in the mountain top soil sprouted, and the plants had an urge to be pressed and ripened.
"Ahem, alright, you take this cloak and put it on first."
Putting Jingya down, Nobi Hiroshi pulled off the black cloak from his shoulder, wrapped it around the girl's upper body, and silently raised his twin blades.
"Jie jie jie jie!!!!"
The ugly tree spirits slowly approached, their eyes revealing evil and cruelty.
Nobi Hiroshi tightly gripped the blade in his hand, a cold light flashed, and a deep blade mark was left on the tree spirit's thick natural armor.
He frowned slightly. These things were not that easy to kill and required a lot of effort, not to mention there were so many of them.
"Humans, die!"
The strangely shaped branch-hands swung, coming with a fierce whooshing sound.
"Go to hell, you ugly monster, you're much uglier than the orcs I encountered last time."
He quickly dodged, simultaneously swinging his blade in counterattack.
Blade light and branches collided, making a crisp sound. Jingya, draped in the cloak, kicked Jiatuos and Snaimis, Viscount awake.
The few who had been out of the fight rejoined the battlefield, but this was merely a drop in the bucket, a Mantis trying to stop a car effort.
"Hoo… ha… ha…"
The battle continued for a long time, and Nobi Hiroshi gradually felt his strength failing.
The tree spirits' power seemed endless, while he felt his stamina gradually depleting.
Sharp barbs scratched his smooth skin, embedding themselves in his flesh, and his tired wrist struggled to hold the blade.
And just as despair set in, a golden meteor descended from the sky, erupting into a fierce vortex of flames. The tree spirits let out painful roars, and crackling sounds came from their bodies.
"Doraemon!"
Sheathing his blade, Hiroshi's eyes widened as he looked at Doraemon floating in mid-air.
Wearing a star-shaped wizard hat and a magic cloak, riding a magic broom, he used a flame thrower-like tool to eliminate the tree spirits.
"No, I am Dora the Sorcerer now. Don't call me Doraemon here."
Landing on the ground, little Duo La greeted them warmly.
He woke up just in time to see Nobi Hiroshi and the others in danger, so he quickly came to rescue them.
Actually, he just wanted to play too.
"Okay, Doraemon, I know, Doraemon."
Seeing little Duo La so deeply in character, Hiroshi quickly introduced him to the other three.
Since he had the magical four-dimensional pocket on his stomach, the identity of a magician was also very reasonable, right?
"By the way, Hiroshi, where is Nobita? I remember he was in this forest too, right?"
Doraemon looked around, not finding Nobita's figure, and asked curiously.
"Oh, him? I don't know where he ran off to."
"Seriously, Nobita, this guy should at least be useful in a dream."
While complaining, Doraemon took out his anywhere door bag and yanked Nobita out of the bag.
"Who is it? Let go of me right now."
"Doraemon! It's really you! You finally came, boohoohoo~"
Nobita hugged Doraemon's belly, crying and recounting his unfortunate and sorrowful experiences.
"Alright, Nobita, stop crying. There are people watching," Doraemon said, narrowing his eyes and helplessly stroking Nobita's head.
"Oh, Doraemon, quickly give me the Bamboo-copter!" Nobita suddenly thought of something, stood up in surprise, hastily took out the Bamboo-copter from his pocket, and chuckled as he flew towards the top of the Yurabata Sacred Tree.
Jiatuos and Snaimis, Viscount were deeply impressed by this scene.
Only Jingya stood aside, looking worried. If that coward got the silver set, wouldn't she...
No, that would be worse than death.