Chapter 30

The night sky over the plains was torn apart.

The light rain from the white ash branches fell from the sky like a cascade of arrows;

Black tendrils that gnaw at the roots surge from the ground, turning the soil into a sticky swamp;

The misty tendrils of the bewitching vines conjured illusions, obscuring half of the view;

The Wind-Drifting Flower uses its petals as blades, transforming into a hurricane that cuts the air into sharp fragments.

With the four major forces launching their attacks simultaneously, the entire Light Domain seemed to be enveloped by a massive cage.

Seed 237 stood at the core, feeling the pressure of all forces pressing down on it.

In an instant, his consciousness was pulled underground, touching the root network that stretched across the continent.

The sound of a heartbeat echoed between every root.

—Thump.

—Thump.

With each heartbeat, the soil beneath 237's feet trembled, and tiny, tender roots silently stretched out, intertwining with each other and quickly weaving into a vast network.

Bud exclaimed, "He...he's calling upon the roots of the entire plain!"

As 237's will merged into the earth, the Dark Web of Roots was fully activated on the battlefield for the first time.

The white ash-like light that had just fallen from the ground was woven into a dome by the suddenly emerging tree roots, and the light was reflected and scattered.

The black tendrils of the bone-eating roots tried to penetrate the soil, but found that the soil seemed to have a will, tightly sealing them off and locking them in halfway.

The illusionary mist released by the Bewitching Vine spread, but was dispersed by the airflow guided by its roots, and the illusion began to shatter.

The petals of the Wind-Swept Flower swirled in a whirlwind, but as they approached the boundary of the light domain, they were dampened and weighed down by the moisture from the water veins that suddenly emerged from the ground, causing them to fall one after another.

The entire battlefield seemed to have been turned upside down—

Originally, it was the four major forces besieging the Light Domain, but now it seems as if they have broken into a giant network controlled by 237.

Sprout 12 witnessed all of this, her voice trembling:

"This...this isn't defense, it's a domain!"

237, He touched the mother tree's potential!

Around the area of ​​light, thousands upon thousands of roots broke through the soil, forming a protective array like guards.

The water veins changed direction, converging into a protective river that encircles the domain of light;

Even the direction of the wind gradually shifts due to the pull of the dark network of roots.

The entire plain became an echo of 237.

Bai Jinzhi looked down, his voice cold and sharp:

"...This is no longer the power of an ordinary seed."

The main root of the bone-eating root trembled:

"Could he really be... the embryo of the mother tree?"

The creeping vines whispered in the mist:

“Very good, very good... Beyond the illusion, his power is even more dangerous.”

But don't forget, the more you reveal yourself, the easier it is to be identified.

The Wind-Swept Flowers suddenly burst into bloom, and thousands of flower blades converged once more:

"Regardless of the mother tree, it must be pruned before it sprouts!"

The four major forces are now even more powerful, and the encirclement and suppression campaign has entered its second phase.

Within the field of light, all the plants gazed intently, awaiting 237's instructions.

But Sprout 12 felt a sense of unease deep inside—

Because after his return, the faint shadow deep within his roots... seems to be quietly growing stronger with the help of 237's outburst.

At the edge of the light domain, the leaders of the four major forces shouted in unison.

The air suddenly tightened, and four forces intertwined in mid-air, condensing into a massive formation that covered the entire plain.

The white ash branches etched light marks into the sky, encircling the heavens like inscriptions on the blazing sun.

The black tendrils of the bone-eating root penetrate deep into the soil, entwining with the underground root system.

The Bewitching Vine releases illusory mist, transforming into countless phantoms that fold space.

The petals of the Wind-Swept Flower swirled around, like a sealed shell.

The four forces gradually merged, forming a complex giant array.

Roots, light rain, illusory mist, and wind blades intertwined to form a seemingly invisible yet indestructible meridian-locking array.

Sprout 12's expression suddenly changed: "Oh no! They're not trying to destroy the Dark Web, they're trying to—sever your connection to the Roots!"

The core principle of this meridian-locking array is not simply attack, but rather to simulate an "isolation layer":

It directs the earth's roots toward "flipping," creating a fault line that, like a knife, separates 237 from the dark web.

Seed 237 felt a tightness in its chest.

The once unobstructed echoes of the root veins began to be forcibly distorted by four forces.

The tender roots underground groaned as if they were being torn apart;

The water flow was erratic, the airflow was reversed, and even the vegetation on the surface of the plain felt a tightness in its chest.

"Thump—thump—"

237's heartbeat grew heavier and heavier. With each pulse, the power it emitted was blocked, reflected, or even swallowed up by the formation.

Ya Ling collapsed to her knees in agony: "The Light Domain... is being suffocated alive!"

But just as the meridian-locking array was gradually closing, 237 closed his eyes.

Instead of resisting directly, he slowly channeled his thoughts into a deeper level.

If the Dark Web is the blood vessels of the entire continent, then deeper within it, there must exist untouched skeletons.

He began to search for that older, deeper power.

Suddenly, a chilling sensation entered his consciousness.

Deep within the roots, an ancient rune emerged like a brand, carrying an indescribable majesty.

Sprout 12's pupils constricted sharply: "That's... the true root imprint of the mother tree!"

The next moment, 237 suddenly opened his eyes.

An extremely ancient pulse emanated from his body, shattering a corner of the pulse-locking array.

The soil and roots that had been forcibly turned over began to crumble, as if they could not withstand this force that was more primal than themselves.

The light rain shattered, the illusory mist dissipated, and the wind blades ceased to move, but the black tendrils that gnawed at the bone roots still clung on desperately.

Even so, the great formation was no longer stable.

Bai Jinzhi exclaimed, "How is this possible... He actually touched the root mark of the mother tree?"

The phantom of the Wandering Vine trembled slightly and chuckled softly: "Heh... As expected, it is not an ordinary seed."

Ye Fenghua gritted her teeth: "We can't hesitate any longer. If we let him completely merge with the root seal, the entire continent will become his territory!"

The Bone-Eating Root roared, "Reinforce! Lock him down! Even if it means sacrificing the entire plain, we will trap him here!"

With the full support of the four forces, the power of the formation and the root seal clashed violently.

The entire plain began to tremble, and the earth's strata emitted a tremendous cracking sound.

A rift running north to south suddenly tore open, and underground water surged into the sky, transforming into a giant waterfall that churned in the center of the battlefield.

Bean Sprout 12 looked at all this and murmured softly:

"This is not just a siege...this is a fundamental battle that could rewrite the landscape of the continent."