boom!

"Close to Heaven" is operating at full capacity.

Lynn's figure suddenly closed in, almost as fast as teleportation. Before space could react, he was already in front of Wild Thorns.

At that very instant, Lynn's hand suddenly changed.

The once jade-like flesh and blood body quickly twisted and decomposed, turning into countless intertwined tree roots, which merged together layer by layer, and in an instant, condensed into a ferocious and sharp wooden spear!

This is the essence of a nature wizard.

Flesh and blood are both the wizard's body and an extension of the extraordinary plants.

After reaching the Morning Star level, this transformation no longer requires charging or rituals and can be performed at will in battle.

call out!

Lynn's figure was like a bolt of black lightning tearing through the dark red space, his spear pointing directly at the head of the raging thorns.

In that instant, the already thick and hot air around them was forcibly sucked into a vacuum by this attack.

"Um?!"

The handsome face of the mad thorn still hadn't yet shed its previous arrogance.

But his body reacted before his mind could.

Just as Lynn's attack was about to touch his nose, the pedestal made of flesh and blood beneath his feet suddenly churned!

Like boiling magma pouring upwards.

No runes lit up, and no magical structure took shape.

It was pure, unadulterated fleshly instinct; cells were dividing and multiplying wildly.

Just one-hundredth of a second.

Tens of thousands of flesh and blood tissues appeared out of thin air, piling up in front of the rampaging thorns to form a distorted shield wall several meters thick.

On the surface of the shield wall, eyeballs move, sharp teeth interlock, and they wriggle incessantly.

boom!

Lynn's root spear slammed into it.

A piercing screech rang out, as if a scalding iron block had been thrown into cold water.

At this moment, Lynn's arm was completely formed by the creation rules of his extraordinary plant world tree.

The resilience and destructive power of a fourth-level extraordinary plant are beyond doubt.

However, when the tree root spear pierced the wall of flesh and blood, a bizarre scene unfolded: the tree roots began to grow, and the flesh and blood began to regenerate.

Two completely different forces, both originating from "life," collide head-on at this moment.

The tree roots extend, tear, and erode wildly; while the flesh and blood disintegrate, multiply, and reconstruct simultaneously.

Countless broken limbs and emerald green sap burst open.

But that wall of flesh and blood, at a speed that completely defies the laws of physics, was reborn from destruction and resisted in its rebirth.

This is Lynn's creation rule, which is in conflict with the almost distorted flesh and blood system of Wild Thorns. The two powerful rules are clashing against each other!

However, it was ultimately a sneak attack.

Lynn's offensive was thunderous and poised to strike, while Wild Thorns, forced to fight back, was in a sorry state and unprepared.

A moment's hesitation sealed the fate of the matter.

One step behind, and you'll be behind at every step!

Lynn's face was cold, and his killing intent was undisguised.

boom!

Half of his body suddenly turned to wood, as if the projection of the World Tree had descended, and the spear formed from the tree roots suddenly gained immense power!

Finally, accompanied by a deafening roar!

The shield of flesh was completely pierced, and the remaining shockwave poured out without any obstruction.

Half of Wild Thorns' shoulder was shattered on the spot, and blood and broken flesh were scattered everywhere!

"ah!"

A shrill and painful roar burst forth from the depths of Wild Thorn's throat.

His eyes turned crimson in an instant, his reason seemed to be torn apart, leaving only a near-mad rage.

The next moment, the power of the rules burst forth from his body.

That was the life type rule, the reproduction rule, that supported him in reaching the fourth level of Morning Star Wizard.

As the rules manifested, the mangled, thorny body suddenly began to writhe.

The half of his body that Lynn had torn apart did not spurt blood; instead, the edges of the severed wound contracted and closed as if it were alive.

Driven by the power of the rules, flesh and blood split and multiply wildly, reshaping their form at a terrifying speed.

In just a few breaths, the injuries that were originally almost fatal began to heal.

At the same time, several translucent, deep red fleshy vines quietly grew out behind him.

The surface of the vines is covered with fine barbs, which undulate gently in the air like tentacles. With each tremor, it seems to be breathing greedily.

They reached out and sucked up the powerful blood and energy emanating from the heart region of the Void Wanderer.

The life force flowing in the air is constantly being extracted and devoured.

With this continuous replenishment of blood and energy, the pale face of the mad thorn, which was originally exposed due to severe injury, was quickly covered by a layer of sickly and eerie blood color.

"Ah! How dare you lay a hand on me!"

He forced out an almost hysterical roar.

"Damn ants! Lord Thorn of the Rogers family...!"

"I will tear your soul apart, turn you into a specimen, and take you back to my family!"

As the roar resounded, the tentacle-like fleshy vines behind him trembled violently.

They are not only absorbing the free-floating energy of heaven and earth, but also reclaiming their own remains.

The broken bones, bits of flesh, and splattered green blood that Lynn had previously torn apart and thrown away seemed to be drawn back by an invisible force, like iron filings returning to a magnet, flowing back in an instant.

The shattered flesh passed through the air, was devoured by the vines, and returned to his body.

Having failed in his first attack, Lynn suddenly retreated, looking at the wildly regenerating thorns before him, a unique glint flashing deep in his pupils.

He knew very well that the attack just now was the ultimate burst of power under the full activation of "Zhi Fang Li Tian". Its speed was comparable to that of a late-stage fourth-level Morning Star Wizard.

In the instant he approached the Wild Thorns, he had already transformed into the World Tree, his body turning into wood and his hands into spears.

The World Tree's root spear pierced through, its power enough to tear through the defenses of a level four Morning Star Wizard, directly shattering half of Wild Thorn's body.

This was almost a devastating blow.

If this were a battle at the formal wizard stage, after suffering such a sneak attack, their combat strength would inevitably plummet, and they might even be completely suppressed and killed by Lynn in one fell swoop.

However, wild thorns are different.

He is the Morning Star Wizard of the Life Rules System.

This place is also filled with a massive amount of vital energy left behind by the wandering spirits in the void.

The rules are in line with the environment, which is conducive to this.

Thus, even though that blow was almost enough to decide life or death, Wild Thorns still managed to recover to its peak state in the next instant, thanks to the rules and its own blood and energy.

In the formal wizarding stage, a sneak attack can be enough to determine the winner or loser, or even decide life and death; but in the battle at the Morning Star level, it may not be able to end everything.

The battles of Morning Star Wizards are already a completely different concept from those of regular wizards.

Of course, Lynn was not discouraged by this.

On the surface, this attack did not seem to have any substantial effect on Wild Thorns:

The injury was instantly healed, and his breathing quickly returned to normal, as if the near-fatal blow had never happened.

But the reality is far more complex than that.

Wild Thorns did indeed rely on its own power of rules to forcibly negate and reshape its physical body in a very short time.

However, such a "perfect recovery" never comes without a price.

For a mid-stage fourth-level Morning Star Wizard, fully activating the rules of life means a severe depletion of mental energy.

Thus, on the physical level, Wild Thorns was almost flawless; however, in the spiritual realm, his spiritual power had already shown a clear deficiency.

This can be judged without even needing to perceive it.

The murderous intent in those eyes as they looked at Lynn was almost tangible.

Scarlet, cold, and violent, it seemed to want to skin and tear apart the person in front of it, and devour them completely.

"Good...very good."

Wild Thorns spoke slowly, his voice low and dangerous.

"I never expected to encounter a nature wizard at the Morning Star level in this southern region."

A near-distorted smile curled at the corners of his lips.

"Truly rare experimental material."

"Perfect, let's take it back to the family... and study it carefully."

Although he avoided a fatal blow, the humiliation of being ambushed and severely injured by a level four wizard was far more painful than the physical wounds.

The arrogant, vertical pupils of the mad thorn instantly turned bloodshot, his arrogance completely ignited, leaving only naked killing intent.

"That's really...so rude."

He suddenly opened his arms wide.

In an instant, the deep red fleshy vines behind him suddenly burst open like a peacock spreading its tail!

Immediately afterwards, his level four permanent sorcery mark lit up with a bang, and the rules were fully unfolded!

"A prison of thorns!"

boom!

Within a radius of several hundred meters, this area of ​​the heart of Möbius seemed to be gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand, and instantly went berserk.

There was no sign in the void.

Countless thick, menacing, barbed, red fleshy thorns "grew" directly from the depths of space.

They are not simply plants, but more like a combination of living nerves and blood vessels.

Each spike gleamed with a dark and dangerous green light.

It exudes an aura that sends shivers down your spine.

Thorns intertwined wildly, weaving a massive, bloody net that blotted out the sky in a very short time.

Their escape route was completely blocked.

Moreover, within that thorny area, the air itself subtly changed.

Billions of sensory spores, invisible to the naked eye, spread, permeate like a silent plague.

Once inhaled, these spores invade deep into cells, triggering uncontrolled and rampant growth.

Ultimately, the prey will be torn apart from the inside, transforming into a blooming flower of flesh and blood.

At this moment, beneath their feet was merely a thick blood vessel suspended above the abyss.

There was nothing around, nowhere to borrow anything, and nowhere to escape.

The moment the thorny prison was fully opened, it was like a giant maw that suddenly closed, swallowing Lynn completely.

However, Lynn never intended to escape from the beginning.

The moment he was enveloped in the thorny prison, he clearly felt that one tiny but active "foreign object" after another had appeared inside his body.

They are greedily clinging to flesh and cells, absorbing his life force, and multiplying and expanding at an astonishing rate.

That feeling was as if it were about to explode within him at any moment.

"The World Tree!"

Lynn took a deep breath, holding nothing back, and his mind suddenly sank down. In the next instant, his body completely merged with the World Tree.

This is the most fundamental and proudest asset of nature wizards.

Extraordinary plants are not merely external objects, but a second life form that can be completely assimilated with one's own flesh, spirit, and rules.

In an instant, Lynn's physical body began to undergo a dramatic yet stable transformation.

Flesh fibers are stretched, split, and reorganized, and the skeletal outline is rapidly replaced by a woody structure.

Twisted and coiled tree roots grew out of his body, like ancient and wild patterns, completely entangling and covering his body.

The once handsome human face now seemed to have transformed into the gnarled and twisted burls of an ancient tree, aged and majestic.

In the blink of an eye, Lynn was no longer in "human" form, but a tree-man shaped by the will of the World Tree.

It was at this moment that the creation of rules poured into every inch of his "flesh and blood" like a torrent.

From the trunk to the branches and leaves; from the thick root system to the finest fiber tip; from the visible limbs to the most hidden spiritual nodes.

There are no blind spots.

When the rules of creation were fully implemented, those sensory spores that had invaded the body and were expanding wildly instantly lost their foothold.

They are like spring snow falling under the scorching sun, which is quickly driven away, disintegrated, and erased before it has a chance to bloom.

Silently and without a trace, utterly annihilated.

"Damn nature wizards...what a nuisance!"

Wild Thorns clearly felt that the life trap he had set had been easily broken.

His face suddenly darkened, and his white teeth clenched tightly, making a chilling grinding sound.

Nature wizards may not be outstanding at the formal wizard stage, but once they step into the Morning Star realm, their symbiotic relationship with extraordinary plants will exhibit an almost unbelievable strength.

If it were any other Morning Star Wizard, once these spores invaded their bodies, they would inevitably need to devote a great deal of their mental energy and power of rules to suppress and cleanse them.

For a nature wizard, all they need to do is transform into a plant itself.

"Stop talking nonsense."

A cold, sharp smile appeared on Lynn's face, which resembled an ancient tree trunk.

His voice was deep and resonant, as if it came from the heart of a tree, like a morning bell or evening drum, deafening and awakening.

"You are the first real opponent I've faced since I joined Morningstar."

"As a mid-stage fourth-level Morning Star Wizard..."

"Please don't let me down."

These words were like a sharp blade, piercing straight into the already taut nerves of the wild and thorny bush.

As a mid-stage fourth-level Morning Star Wizard, he was ambushed, suppressed, and had his rules directly broken by an early-stage fourth-level Morning Star Wizard...

And now, they're being provoked so casually. This is no longer a fight.

This is blatant humiliation.

"Arrogant!!!"

The raging thorns roared, their voice echoing through the crimson space.

The deep red vines behind him, resembling tentacles, suddenly twitched and swelled.

The length increased rapidly, from tens of meters to hundreds of meters!

Dense and overwhelming, it resembled a churning, ever-flowing forest of flesh and blood.

The air becomes thick and distorted, causing one to feel instinctive discomfort and chills at just a glance.

While Lynn and Wild Thorns were locked in fierce combat, they were unaware that, from a higher vantage point, a consciousness that transcended all else was quietly observing everything.

That was not the true manifestation of the body, nor even a complete will.

It was just a wisp of insignificant perception that had been separated.

However, the true owner of this very perception is none other than the Wandering Master.

Lynn and Wild Thorn both lingered and stayed in the heart region of the Void Wanderer, which in itself had already pushed him to the edge of his guard.

Therefore, when this subtle gaze is cast down, all of the two people's actions, their paths of confrontation, and the clash of rules are completely captured by that invisible "gaze".

Soon, the wandering monk saw everything clearly.

These two Morning Star wizards were neither companions nor sent by anyone.

Instead, they were enemies of each other.

A nature wizard, a morning star of the Rogers family's life rules.

The cause and effect are clear and straightforward, requiring no further deduction. For someone like the Wanderer, a battle between fourth-level Morning Star wizards is hardly worth watching.

Moreover, the outcome of this battle was meaningless to him. Although there was a slight difference in their cultivation levels, it was offset by the nature wizard's characteristics.

The two are roughly equal in strength, and even if they fight for a month, the final result will likely be a draw.

And so, that wisp of attention, which was already insignificant, was quietly withdrawn.

Silent and unnoticed, as if it had never happened.

During this time, neither Lynn nor Wild Thorns were aware of this.

They still gave it their all, holding nothing back.

The forces of creation and reproduction constantly collided, tore apart, and annihilated, erupting violently in the heart of the Void Wanderer. (End of Chapter)