The rising purple thorns looked beautiful in the moonlight, but at this moment they brought despair to everyone.
Almost instantly, the fastest-running rebels were attacked by several thorns.
With a bang, thanks to his carbonized body, he wasn't pierced but was instead sent flying.
But what followed was a ferocious expression on his face. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but only managed a few hoarse roars.
As purple liquid seeped from his body, the toxins from the purple thorns completely engulfed him.
"Leyton!"
Someone cried out in grief and roared as they pulled a cleaver from their spatial bracelet and slashed fiercely at the falling thorns.
With a soft thud, the thorns' defenses weren't very strong, and the blade actually pierced through them.
But what followed was an attack from other thorns, like javelins, piercing his body from all sides.
The next moment, countless sharp spikes exploded from within, turning his flesh and blood into nourishment for this land.
"Run! Don't stop!"
Rimorin roared and charged forward. They had no choice but to either break through or die here.
With a loud bang.
The terrifying energy tore a hole in the thorns ahead, buying them time.
However, in his all-out attack, he failed to notice the thorns that had appeared behind him.
"careful!"
Baker's warning prompted Rimoran to abruptly retreat.
But the thorns, like an enemy unlocked, relentlessly pursued him.
With a tearing sound, the sharp thorns on the brambles ripped through his clothes, causing Limoka's expression to change drastically.
Even though he had retreated with all his might, a sharp thorn still managed to cut his chest, leaving a small gash.
Without hesitation, Limorin channeled his energy to suppress the toxins in his chest, but this left him unable to help the other resistance fighters.
Bang bang bang!
Beck's figure moved like a ghost, leaving afterimages as he repeatedly used his boxing gloves to knock away the thorns that rushed towards him.
Even so, it was all in vain.
With a loud thud, a thick thorn lashed out in front of him, landing on his specially made gauntlet.
The terrifying force sent Baker flying backward, but he quickly regained his balance in mid-air and landed on the ground, leaving two dents.
*Pfft*
The hardened rebels ultimately couldn't withstand the continuous attacks of the thorns, and were pierced the moment Baker looked up.
Beck's pupils contracted. He had no time for grief; he just wanted to send as many people as possible, even if it was just one!
Things didn't go as planned.
Just as he was about to move, he felt something strange on his ankle and suddenly turned around, staring intently at the thorns climbing up his thigh.
Although it looks rather small, the surging ground around it means that more thorns are about to break through the soil!
Bang bang bang!
Baker's fist seemed to possess magic, smashing the thorns to pieces.
This was simply because he had mastered the technique, concentrated his power, and shattered the thorns.
Is it useful?
One was blasted apart, and the scattered fragments, upon hitting the ground, sprouted new thorns that attacked Baker once more.
The terrifying ability of the Thorn Garden to generate new species is like an endless stream; it's impossible to kill them all!
"Baker! Let's go!"
As the sound rang out, Baker jumped up and turned to look at the source of the sound.
Other rebels lacked his strength, his skillful techniques, and his terrifying reflexes.
Surrounded by countless thorns, even though they had taken fusion pills, they were still ultimately just martial artists.
Faced with nightmare-level monsters, or even more troublesome ones like the Thorn Garden, they had no ability to resist and could not change the outcome despite their struggles.
As the last rebel's chest was pierced by thorns, it slowly rose, raising the corpse high as if to flaunt a spoil of war.
Beck gritted his teeth so hard they seemed to be crushing, his grief swallowed by rage, wishing he could destroy the place completely.
With a bang.
The thorns that were chasing him below were kicked to pieces, and Li Molin's eyes were full of disappointment.
“Baker, I’ll clear a path, and you can still leave.”
"No! Brother Morin, you have to come too!"
Looking at the swaying thorns around him, Limorin shook his head bitterly: "I can't hold on much longer."
Even though he tried his best to suppress the toxins in his chest, they had now begun to flow towards his heart.
Unsurprisingly, he wouldn't live more than half an hour.
“Baker, listen carefully.”
Limorin took a deep breath: "You have to leave. You have great talent and even have the potential to become a Venerable. You shouldn't fall here."
"Can…"
Limorin shook his head: "Don't say anything sentimental. Not only because of your talent, but you must also take the fusion pill from here and hand it over to the resistance."
Baker clenched his fists so tightly that he didn't even realize he was bleeding from the force.
“I know you’re a bit stubborn, which is related to your past experiences, but you also need to understand that we are the kind of people who choose not to indulge in a life of luxury and debauchery, but to rebel against the rules of the City of Dreams.”
"Who doesn't have a regrettable past, or unsavory deeds?"
Limorin gave Baker a deep look.
"But you are different. You have talents that we don't have, and you have a stronger determination than we do. Believe me, your future is much brighter than you think."
He released the energy that had been suppressing the toxins in his chest, and his injured arm was able to be raised again, his face becoming even more rosy.
"Baker, carry our ideals and witness the new Dream City for us!"
As the voice faded, thorns surrounded him and began to entangle him, as if sensing his difficulty in dealing with them.
Faced with the attack of thorns, Limorin completely abandoned defense. Patterns and afterimages appeared on his body surface as he absorbed the attacks and energy falling from all directions.
In an instant, his body even started to gain weight.
With difficulty, Limorin raised his swollen arm and roared, "Go!"
With his voice, his arm suddenly exploded, along with the energy he continuously absorbed, pushing him beyond his own limits!
They are stored inside Rimorin's body, like a constantly pressurized water tank.
At this moment, the arm exploded, becoming the only outlet for this energy!
Rumble!
A pillar of light burst forth, destroying everything in its path and bringing a moment of light to the darkness.
The thorns along this path were destroyed the moment they came into contact with the light.
Baker glanced one last time at Rimorin, whose body was covered in purple markings, and walked past the path he had created with his life.
"I survived."
Outside the flowerbed, Baker stared blankly at his surroundings, watching the countless thorns behind him grow back and disappear into the ground.
"No, you won't survive."
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