Ze Wu said, "The most important thing now is to plant spiritual flowers. If there aren't enough spiritual flowers and the Beast God doesn't have enough power, I'm worried that even the tribe will suffer."
The remaining few respected elderly vegetative patients also echoed and supported Zewu's idea.
After another discussion, the patriarch was persuaded and decided to contact those tribesmen. After discussing some other things, Zewu took Yu Wanwan away.
Yu Wanwan still remembered what she didn't say yesterday. As soon as she opened her mouth, a streak of golden light suddenly came straight towards her and entangled her stem.
Without even having time to say a word, Yu Wanwan was taken directly to the statue of the Beast God.
Zewu followed behind with a frown.
This was a sign of the coming of darkness. Not long after the prayer dance began, the dark energy in the sky surged again, like a rushing river. Black tentacles emerged from it from time to time, like a group of resentful ghosts who died unjustly and were howling non-stop.
The plant people knelt down around the statue, muttering something and praying devoutly.
The orcs stood on the periphery, looking at the sky in horror.
Zewu counted them one by one and found that the number of spiritual flowers this time was even less than last time.
He clenched his fists and cursed in his heart: These orcs really don't know how to learn. They only see the hunger in front of them, but forget that the spiritual flower is the key to directly affecting the power of the beast god! How dare they hurt me?
The golden light lingered near the Beast God statue, but it took a long time to disperse to resist the dark breath. The dark breath in the sky may have sensed the prey below and surged even more wildly.
While dancing, Yu Wanwan glanced up at the sky and found that the tentacles in the dark were getting longer and longer, and seemed to be reaching down to grab people.
It only took the time to wave the leaf for a while before tentacles stretched out. Every orc was its prey. The tentacles grabbed a few orcs and flew into the sky.
The captured orcs were terrified and struggled to break free, but they could not reach the fog and could only watch their bodies being lifted higher and higher.
When several vegetative patients saw this scene, they gave up praying and used vines to save people. The vines entangled with the tentacles and clung to the tentacles tightly to save the people.
But without their prayers, the power of the golden light weakened, and more tentacles stretched out. No orc could escape their clutches.
Seeing this, Zewu shouted, "Ignore them! Keep praying!"
Upon hearing this, the vegetative patients had no choice but to grit their teeth, give up on saving people, and return to praying.
In the end, those orcs were captured by Dark Breath. Pieces of flesh and blood fell like rain, making the people present even more panicked.
Even though the plant people joined again, Liuguang's power was still much weaker, and orcs were constantly being captured.
The people around the statue burst into tears and shouts, and some tried to escape, but the distance they stayed away from the statue would only speed up their death.
The orcs realized that the real protection area was near the statue, and they rushed there in a panic.
There was very little space left for vegetative patients to pray, and after being squeezed so hard, several of them fell to the ground, and a few who were close to them fell directly into the pool, splashing high into the water.
The light became weaker, and the dark aura was like a dark cloud pressing down. More tentacles stretched out, and orcs were captured one by one. The scalp-numbing chewing sound seemed to be right next to my ears.
Death was only one step away, and the scene was in chaos.
Some of the plant people continued to pray, while more of them stood up to maintain order and protect the orcs.
A vegetative person had just saved an orc with vines, and the next second, a hand suddenly pierced his chest, and green juice with a faint glow flowed out of his chest, instantly dyeing his white robe green.
The vegetative man lowered his head in disbelief. The hand retracted and fumbled in his chest. When it came out, it grabbed a green ball of light.
The vegetative state collapsed, and he didn't know why his life ended so hastily until he died.
The young orc was holding a ball of light in his hand, and a broken spiritual flower in his other hand. With a sneer on his face, he stuffed the ball of light into the spiritual flower's mouth. In just a few seconds, the spiritual flower grew petals and leaves again and became full of vitality.
The young orc threw the spiritual flower into the pool. Before it landed in the pool, the spiritual flower was carried away by a golden stream of light, and then joined the prayer dance. A stream of golden light appeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Seeing this, the young orc immediately shouted, "Look everyone! The plant essence of the vegetative man can save the spirit flower. We must save ourselves, kill the vegetative man, and let the power of the beast god protect us!"
The prayers of a vegetative person can also increase the power of Liuguang, but the effect is far less than that of the spiritual flower.
However, the essence of vegetative people has extremely strong healing ability, and it is a magic weapon for the spirit flower to recover its health. Killing this group of hateful vegetative people and letting the spirit flower transmit the power of the beast god is the best way for them at the moment.
Yu Wanwan was dancing in disbelief. She tried to see what was happening behind her, but she couldn't control her body. She could only hear cries for help and screams of pain coming from behind her.
As she turned around following the dance moves, she saw countless orcs grabbing the plant people, breaking their bodies in half, then finding the plant essence and stuffing it into the spirit flower's mouth.
More spiritual flowers joined the prayer dance, but the number of plant people was also decreasing rapidly.
In the end, the dark breath was forced back once again, but the killing never stopped.
Yu Wanwan, who regained control of her body, fell into the pond. She climbed out of the water with difficulty and ran towards Zewu.
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