Chapter 142: Another Incident

"Do you think you can stop us like this?" One of them laughed and suddenly drew his sword, slashing at the companion closest to him.

"Ah!" The companion hugged his bleeding arm, "Are you crazy?"

Another knife was his answer!

"Fuck! He's crazy! He's killing people!"

Soon, another person attacked his companion, who, in anger, fought back, and a fight ensued.

More and more people were injured, the smell of blood in the forest became stronger and stronger, and the roots on the ground were ready to move, slowly approaching the injured people.

A branch was propped up, and the dripping blood just fell on the branch. The branch shook and seemed to be very comfortable.

A bad premonition came over him, and Yun wanted to stop everyone immediately, "Stop fighting, leave!"

Unfortunately, the more they fought, the angrier they became, so they couldn't hear anyone else shouting.

"You go first!" Yun Xiang said to Qian Zexi and others, asking them to protect those who were not involved and leave first.

He rushed into the chaotic crowd with a big knife in his hand.

He blocked the blow with a knife and swung the sword vigorously, "Don't worry about your life, run away!"

The man blinked and suddenly saw a circle of tree roots on the ground. He broke out in a cold sweat, nodded at Yun, put away his sword and ran away.

"Want to run!" The other party tried to stop him, but Yun Xiang kicked him far away.

She didn't have time to deal with him now, Yun wanted to keep moving forward.

"Damn, who cut my vines!" The tough girl turned around and saw Yun trying to glare at her, so she immediately lowered her head.

"run!"

"Ah? Oh!" The girl turned around mechanically, took two steps, suddenly reacted, and ran away!

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly turned around and saw Yun Xiang still moving among the crowd, trying to stop more people.

The girl was instantly moved and rushed back to the crowd to help. Seeing this, others also returned one after another.

Strength lies in numbers, and soon more than half of the people dispersed. With a little more effort, they succeeded, and everyone consciously sped up.

Suddenly, "bang!" "boom!" An attacker suddenly mobilized the energy in his body and blew himself up while holding his companion.

"Asshole! We are about to get out!" The girl wiped her tears and raised a knife to chop the people around her.

"Retreat!" Yun wanted to grab the girl's collar and stop her, "Don't be impulsive!"

"What a bunch of scum!" The girl sniffed hard.

Thanks to that bastard, everyone was awake and running for their lives!

"Boom!" Another attacker caught up with the crowd and blew himself up.

Fortunately, the defensive talisman stopped them in time, and everyone only fell a few meters and was not injured.

Unable to hurt anyone, more attackers chose to self-destruct.

"Be careful!" A planter suddenly pushed the boy next to him away and used the branches to pull away the attacker.

Unexpectedly, something unexpected happened again. The branch kept moving and stabbed into the old man's back.

"Master!" the boy cried out in pain!

It seemed that the attacker was about to catch up with the boy again.

"Run!" In desperation, the old man turned around, gritted his teeth, cut off the branches, and knocked down the attacker.

"Swish, swish--" More branches pierced the old man's body and stretched towards the attacker.

"master!"

“Run!”

The boy wiped his tears and ran forward crying.

The attackers kept blowing themselves up, and the blood stimulated the tree. The tree finally couldn't control itself, and its roots and branches flew everywhere, attacking people crazily!

"Let's go to hell together!" The attacker was swallowed up by the tree as soon as he finished shouting. Those malicious eyes were smiling until his death.

Thick and hard tree roots emerged from the ground, easily wrapping around people's ankles and tripping them. The hanging vines, which had been waiting for a long time, directly penetrated into people's bodies.

The psychics used all their skills to the fullest, and the awakened ones mobilized their strength to control magical weapons, passively counterattacked, and attacked their roots and branches.

The roots and branches move very fast and can branch out at any time and place without any pattern to be found.

Often, when you see one root, it will turn into several roots when you get close to it, wrapping around your whole body and dragging you to the main trunk, where you will be swallowed up by more roots and nothing will be left.

He pulled out his escape weapon again. His protective umbrella was pierced through his body; his flying wings were caught in a tree net and dragged away.

Mutated clam shells, the ground collapsed and buried people alive; the transformable chariots, no matter what form they are in, rushed in from the muzzle to attack... Laser weapons are better at attacking, but they heal too quickly, so it's useless to attack.

Everyone tried almost every weapon, but failed to escape, so they had no choice but to continue fighting!

Most of the people here are wood-type mutants. The jungle used to be their paradise, but now it has become their hell.

Not to mention controlling these trees, even the ones he nurtured wouldn't obey his orders. The lower-level ones were 'rebellious', and the higher-level ones were 'inaction'.

Yun Xiang pulled out all the talismans she could use, and the first one she used was the High-Level Explosive Flame Talisman. She had six in total, but now only had four left.

Yunxiang carefully selected four old trees and approached them one by one. From a distance, Yunxiang moved nimbly between the branches as if walking on flat ground.

Looking closely, she was being chased by countless branches from behind. With every step, more branches sprouted from beneath her feet. The branches behind her kept charging, while those in front of her cut across her, forcing her to constantly change direction.

What’s even more annoying is that tree nets fell from the treetops from time to time, and I was almost hit several times.

Fortunately, she used the fire acceleration talisman, otherwise it would have been sucked away long ago. Yun Xiang spent half an hour, finally bombing all four old trees with great difficulty.

The old tree was set on fire, and soon the flames spread all over the tree. The old tree didn't pay attention at first, but the pain became more and more severe, and the whole body began to tremble.

The roots quickly retracted and plunged into the ground to extinguish the fire. As expected, the fire of the monster was really powerful.

Most of the attacks were gone, and the rest of the people could barely cope with it.

Yun wanted to take out the tornado that Xie Yu gave her, install a high-level energy stone with fire attribute, and puff, countless flames flew towards the trees.

The pressure on everyone was greatly reduced. One by one, they broke free and ran forward with all their might. They didn't dare to stop until the trees they passed by returned to calm and there was nothing unusual.

"Huff, huff!" For a moment, there was nothing but the sound of panting.

Yun Xiang recovered and said, "Change your clothes and treat your wound first." We can't provoke these trees anymore.

Although Yun Xiang didn't say anything, everyone understood. They took out healing medicine and helped bandage each other's wounds.

During the Inch Lotus attack, Yun Xiang had used up almost all of his Repair Powder and Hemostatic Agent. He was keeping what little he had now to ensure he could survive the journey ahead, should someone be seriously injured.

Fortunately, the medicines everyone brought with them were good. Although they were not as effective as Yun had expected, he recovered well.

Everyone was busy, and Yun Xiang was also busy, starting to count the number of people. This was something she was most reluctant to do, but she had to do it.

This time they lost more than four hundred people, more than a hundred of whom were semi-abandoners and attackers, all of whom died.

Dozens of people died in the academy, and the remaining ones were all planters, mostly mid-level ones, and a few senior ones.

It's not that they have no chance of escaping, but that they have left it to the younger generation. Their lives are already halfway through, while the young people's are just beginning.

They knew that the next millennium of catastrophe would still be waiting for these young people to turn the tide. All they could do was to protect these young people as much as possible before they reached adulthood.

No one cares whether they were greedy or cowardly before. At this moment, they are great and admired.

A power called dedication seems to be slowly awakening.

(End of this chapter)