People are always going to die, sooner or later.
Revenge is meaningless, just empty... Then what the hell!
"Jia Yi!"
The first second the young man appeared in this world, he roared at the sky.
There is anger and hatred, uneasiness and confusion, but most of all, there is joy.
Joy can meet it again, joy can tear it apart with my own hands.
When the fish head at the other end heard the sound, it vaguely raised its head, glanced at it, and then continued to lower its head and cast the spell.
The bound "soul" still has a certain degree of instinctive autonomy when its owner relaxes control. For it, the strangers in front of it are meaningless, they are just the fodder for the herd.
But the next moment, its eyes regained their clarity.
How could its "owner", that evil-minded bastard, miss this opportunity?
"...Another fool seeking revenge from me?"
"Jia Yi" glanced at his prey, then glanced back.
The feeling of resentment passed by in a flash. The existence of "self" was just a temporary fiction constructed by the master. Only the incomplete soul was bound by the curse.
"Kill everyone except Lu Ping'an..."
The master's order was given, his dazed eyes regained their cunning, and the fish-man trainer began to adjust his army.
The crimson halo continued to splash, and the simple ability of "madness" was not affected much.
The crisis before him escalated again, but Guan Xinxian could only feel joy and gratitude.
"safe trip......"
"Ok, I know."
Standing on the ark made of hibiscus wood, Lu Pingping was silent, calling for his "scenery".
He squinted his eyes and fell into aphasia, lost in fantasy and space.
It was a painting, a "Graduation Examination" dedicated to the "Immortal in the Pavilion"... A sketch with "Salvation" written on the front and "Live" hastily written on the reverse.
"Everyone is mortal."
"Ah, I have finally waited for this moment... If it were me, I would probably say this."
"But actually, it doesn't make much sense. Since the world is already a hell, why should I rush down there? Playing is just playing, and you have to play enough first..."
The illusory lost state gradually moved towards reality.
In hell, the thread of salvation fell, and countless dead souls tried to climb on it and return to the world.
But those who have really reached the upper world are wailing and crying, praying for the paradise that no one has reached? Or are they longing for the moment of falling into hell again?
"Hell? Human world? What's the difference? Do you desire redemption? I will give you a chance to choose..."
The young man raised his head, and under the bright sunshine, black shadows fell one after another.
The black thread turned into a lasso and attacked the powerful beasts.
The nooses wrapped around their necks would instantly shrink and lift them up directly.
Black raindrops fell from the head, which was the noose of death and the golden light of salvation.
"...Why refuse? Wouldn't it be better to take a rest early? No matter how bad hell is, it can't be worse than the human world."
Negative spiritual power is added to the scene of despair, and the demon tree thirsting for life and blood moves from hell to the world.
Some wild beasts tried to resist, but in the face of the nearly infinite "lasso", their resistance was powerless.
One, another, and a dozen more came at the same time.
To pull over the head, to pull over the hands, to tear, to pull, to wrap around, to hang.
The noose thirsting for blood and life hung up each living person happily, loud hymns sounded, and the sacred sunshine fell from the treetops.
Xumi Fuso Tree, Fuso Tree is the residence of the sun in legend, and the "Sun" lives on this mature giant Fuso Tree.
The giant tree covering the sky suddenly appeared there, with countless "hook locks" and "nooses" on its body.
The living nooses share nutrients and sunshine from the hibiscus trees, and absorb other elements of growth...but they also feel the taste of thirsting for life.
One by one, the beasts were hung up and turned into mummies in an instant.
Unable to resist, unable to resist, their bites and claws are meaningless to the "Bakilia Vampire Vine (new second-level magic plant of the road system)" that thirsts for blood... So what if one is torn apart?
During this process, dozens more came to our door.
The brilliance of the giant tree is saving the world, the holy line of salvation is constantly falling, and the evil ghosts of hell are saved... Everything in front of him makes Lu Ping'an burst into tears. For the first time, he feels that he actually has artistic abilities.
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"...It's more terrifying than imagined." Guan Xinxian, who helped him complete all this, said with a bitter smile. "I don't even know if it is right to introduce Ting Zhongxian to you."
Lu Ping'an glared at him. At this time, it was better not to say "disappointing" words.
With just one blow, more than half of the "Hundred Beasts" legion was lost, but this did not mean that Lu Ping'an's crisis had been resolved.
The only ones that can resist the countless nooses falling from the sky are high-level beasts, many of which have the ability to fly. They are still a huge threat as long as they get close.
The handprint hidden in Lu Ping'an's sleeve also completed the final touch.
"...a giant in the palm of your hand."
Following Lu Ping'an's will and divine grace, the giant tree suddenly expanded in a circle, and the nooses on it also expanded crazily in proportion.
The trees that were originally towering and huge had their data doubled again, and what was associated with them was the "infinite noose" that was proportionally expanded and thickened.
[Giant in the palm of your hand (blessing of divine grace from the upper brass): The world describes those who hold power as turning their hands into clouds and turning their hands into rain, but they don’t know that the immortal’s sleeves have clouds and rain that will last forever. Designate a magic plant in your scene (small world)
, make it huge for a short time (up to three times, up to three minutes).】
"Ouch!"
"Ahhh!"
Amidst all kinds of screams, the herd encountered their natural enemies.
The original lasso turned directly into tentacles that tore and pinched the living beings, and the vicious vampire lifeforms, like a swarm of vampire bats, pounced downwards again.
This time, as the screams and despair expanded, there was infinite death.
Taller and thicker hibiscus trees mean more irresistible attacks and a larger attack range... The original safe zone instantly turned into a death zone.
The beasts had no concept of morale, but they had fear. At this moment, the king of beasts among the beasts spread his wings in despair, turned around and retreated... Then he was strangled by five nooses and turned into a sky full of "
The goddess scatters flowers".
One after another "flowers" spread out in the air, and Lu Pingan hummed a ditty with satisfaction.
If Guan Xinxian's scene is a scene of salvation, then Lu Ping'an's "scene of redemption" is a scene of death that is exclusive to others.
The main scenery tree also uses Sumeru hibiscus wood as the "scenery", but it creates two completely opposite directions.
This scene made Jia Yi, who had been on the battlefield for a long time, dumbfounded. He had indeed not seen such an efficient killing scene.
"...a gardener type that specializes in taming animals? Fortunately, fortunately, it is still a tree and cannot be moved..."
"boom!"
The next moment, it was slapped in the face.
The giant tree actually moved forward slowly. Although the speed was not fast, the surrounding death zone was also moving forward!
This moment broke the common sense that "gardeners can only fight in positions" and became the object of everyone's fear.
This time, everyone noticed that there was still another giant tree under the giant tree... The Noah's Ark without any "arms" was slowly moving forward with the brothers on its back.
On the bow of the ship, Guan Xinxian was steering the rudder while pointing at the enemy not far away.