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Chapter 287: Cut down the tree, cut down the tree of life

 Before Ange could react, a tall figure rushed over, pointed his sword at the vines, and exploded with vigor, twisting the vines into pieces.

The dragon hunter Gaillard followed up unscathed, wrapped in fighting spirit, waving his long sword in his hand, crushing a path like a heavy chariot.

Without looking back, Gaillard rushed into the white mist, and not long after, a series of screams rang out from the white mist.

This Gaillard, she said before that she couldn't make it through. It turns out that she couldn't make it through because she couldn't make it through with someone else.

Ange followed and soon saw the screaming creatures. They were some tall mantis insect monsters. The appearance of these insect monsters was very similar to those encountered underground in Dark Side City, but they were much taller.

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But at this moment, their heads are in different places, their limbs are separated, and their flesh and blood are blurred.

A large number of bugs pounced on these strange stumps and gnawed at them crazily. However, the bugs themselves also grew a large amount of white mycelium on their body surfaces. They gnawed on them and died one after another.

After rushing through the white mist, we finally arrived at the foot of the Tree of Life.

Gaillard held his sword upside down and looked up at the Tree of Life. He saw that the trunk of the Tree of Life was already entangled with black metal-like vines.

The vines grew from the ground and wrapped around the trunk of the Tree of Life. They were climbing upwards with more and more entanglements. The tree stump was almost covered by the vines.

On these vines, Ange sensed a strange idea.

Insect God Mathis?

That thought also fell on Ange, seeming to be observing Ange. As for Gaillard, it had already been ignored.

This is not a wise thing to do, as it ignores a dragon hunter.

Gaillard jumped up and slashed at the vine with his long sword.

This kind of vine that shone with metallic luster looked extremely hard, but was easily crushed to pieces by Gaillard's sword.

Her long sword didn't look like an ordinary thing. It made a buzzing sound and trembled at high speed with a single swing.

Gaillard waved her long sword and twisted it all the way. Wherever she passed, wood chips flew everywhere and the vines were broken. After a few breaths, she cut off a large piece of the metal-like vines.

Mathis couldn't help but wave the vines and stab her.

He returned his hand lightly, and the force came out from the sword, smashing the vines that were thrust into pieces.

But there were too many vines. As soon as she crushed one vine, two more vines were swung over. After crushing these two vines, four more vines were swung over. Even the large vine she had chopped off was moving quickly.

The growth came back and quickly returned to its original state, with no trace of Gaillard's chops visible at all.

Gaillard raised his head and looked at the tree trunk, panting in despair. With the growth rate of the vines, even if she was exhausted to death, it would be impossible to clear them all.

The dragon hunter was unparalleled in strength, but facing a wall of vines, she felt like she had no way to start.

"Sir, what should I do?" Gaillard turned to Ange and asked.

Ange tilted his head. He didn't know what to do because he didn't expect that Matis actually existed in the form of vines. Is pesticide useful for vines?

Ange dug out a package of insecticide and threw it onto the vines. The outer package burst and the powdered insecticide was sprinkled on the vines.

Mathis' thoughts fell on Ange, and then on the place where the pesticide was spilled, and he felt a little confused.

It seems...it doesn't work.

"Don't worry about me, save the forest." The voice of the Tree of Life rang in the air, slowly, as if chatting.

Nigris quickly shouted: "Old Shutou, how are you? Are you okay? How can I get rid of this thing on your body?"

The Tree of Life's slow voice sounded: "I can't get rid of it. I was careless. I thought it was just a parasitic vine. There were too many things growing on me, so I didn't pay attention. Unknowingly, it had already joined me on my torso.

It merged into one body and used a strange insect to parasitize all the insects on my body."

"Oh, who would have thought that the insects crawling around on my body every day are all parasitized. After you reminded me, I went to check and found out, but it was too late. Those parasitized living creatures have all turned into

Its ovipositor instantly exploded into tens of billions of insects."

"I've used a barrier to cover an area of ​​a hundred kilometers in diameter. They can't escape for the time being. Don't let them spread, otherwise they will eat up the forest."

Nigris took a breath: "Hiss, a hundred kilometers of barrier? But shouldn't you take care of yourself now? Only with you can the Elf Forest exist."

If someone else's barrier can trap three or five people, it's pretty good. The farm barrier is already a top-notch creation, and it only covers an area of ​​more than 3,000 acres. The barrier created by the Tree of Life is a hundred.

kilometer?

How many acres is one hundred kilometers in diameter?

The Tree of Life can support such a huge barrier by itself. However, no matter how powerful the force is, it cannot eliminate the parasites on it. Unknowingly, the Matis vines have become one with the Tree of Life.

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This fusion is carried out silently. It is impossible for the Tree of Life to monitor changes on its body all the time. There are too many creatures that rely on it to survive, from fungi to bugs to elves. There are tens of billions of individuals. How can it do it?

Will you pay attention to a parasitic vine?

Parasitic vines, and even most vines, rely on other plants to grow. This is a common symbiotic relationship in the forest. How can it care about a parasitic vine that keeps its own rules?

Who would have known that this vine was not a vine at all, and most of the insects were parasitized.

Looking back now, my blight disease was probably caused by these vines and bugs, which consumed their vitality excessively. The bug ash just restrained them, so it was alleviated.

If Ange hadn't discovered the clues and continued to let them parasitize, one day they would suck themselves dry and suffer from blight again.

The Tree of Life is just a little slow because of its large size. When it concentrates, everything on its body, big and small, cannot escape its perception. Unfortunately, it is already too late. The vines have completely integrated with its body. It can no longer be removed by ordinary methods.

It's separated.

Everyone can feel that there is a feeling of relief coming from the Tree of Life: "No, the forest is the forest. It is the home of thousands of creatures. I am one of them, I just grow a little thicker."

"Birth, old age, illness and death are part of life, and I am no exception. There will always be a day of death. When a big tree falls, the grass under its feet will grow more lush."

"There is more than one tree of life in this world. I am not a lonely creature. There are younger lives that will continue to grow with them."

Gaillard's eyes turned red instantly, as this word hit her heart. It is true that the Tree of Life usually doesn't pay much attention to them, but when all elves grow up, they feel the care of the Tree of Life all the time, although it does not

Talk, but it is always with you.

But the Tree of Life seems to be leaving everyone. Is the enemy really that powerful and there is no other way?

Before Gaillard could feel sad, Nigris had already started scolding him. He didn't eat the tree of life: "What part of nature? Bah, the insects gnawed away the forest, so it can be considered a part of nature. Then

Why don't you remove the barrier and let them chew it all the way out?"

Mathis felt the same way: "Yes, yes, why not?"

"I've been bothered by this for a long time. The elves pick your fruits and don't let the seeds flow out. You say it's a part of nature. The insects eat you. You also say it's a part of nature. The forest becomes a desert, and the insects, fish, birds and beasts disappear.

, can also be part of nature, why don’t you just go with the flow?"

Nigris was cursing and didn't notice at all that Gaillard's expression changed drastically, and his whole person fell into a huge shock.

From a young age, she had been taught that the seeds of the Tree of Life should not be lost to prevent other species from possessing the Tree of Life. To her, this was a matter of course and a matter of course.

Ange planted the World Tree. After a long period of psychological construction, and the condition of the Tree of Life, the elves had to accept this reality, but the seeds were still not allowed to escape.

But Nigris's words made her suddenly realize a question. When they did this, did they ask the Tree of Life about its wishes?

No, no elves have ever asked, or even thought about this question, why should they decide whether the seeds of the Tree of Life can flow out?

Thinking of this, Gaillard suddenly remembered the words Galadel had been chanting recently: The Tree of Life doesn't like elves. Now she understands why the Tree of Life doesn't like elves. Who would like someone who stops it from sowing?

Species.

"Oh my god, what have we done?" Gaillard muttered absently.

Nigris continued to shout: "I tell you, I have lived for more than ten thousand years, and among the guys I knew during my lifetime, you are the only one who is still alive. You must not die. Live well for me. We

I'll find a way to save you, just cooperate well, we have a planting god who specializes in transforming nature."

After finishing speaking, he didn’t wait for the God of Life to reply slowly, and directly asked Ange: “What should I do? Is there any way to save it?”

Ange pointed with his big hand: "Cut it off."

"What? Cut down the vines? There are too many, can you cut them down?" Nigris asked.

"No, cut down the tree." Ange said.

After finishing speaking, Ange stepped on a footprint and then stretched out his hands towards the Tree of Life.

At the same time as the instant death aura was activated, a row of exploding fireballs swept over and hit the tree of life.

The vines wrapped around the tree trunks were the first to bear the brunt of the blast, and debris flew away.

Gaillard became anxious and shouted loudly: "Lord Ange, no..."

Before she finished speaking, the voice of the Tree of Life suddenly sounded in her ears: "Listen to him..."

Gaillard held a breath in his heart, his face turned red, and he suppressed it with difficulty.

Listen to Ange? Even if Ange is taking action against the Tree of Life, do you still want to listen to him?

But this order was given by the Tree of Life himself. If the Tree of Life is the god of the elves, then this is a divine metaphor. Should she disobey it?

Gaillard was caught in a paradox: God asked you to obey and cut it off, should you obey?

Thirteen bursts of second-level explosive fireballs per second hit the tree trunk like a chain of fire. The vines were cut off in batches, unable to grow any longer.

After sweeping away the vines, the exploding fireball swept directly onto the trunk of the Tree of Life, scattering pieces of wood and soon creating a large hole.

"Are you serious? Do you really want to cut down the Tree of Life!?" Nigris couldn't help shouting. It wanted to say that Ange was bluffing, but after thinking about it, Ange didn't have that much thought.

, he probably really wanted to chop down the tree.

The vines have been integrated with the Tree of Life. If you don't cut down the Tree of Life, you cannot eliminate the vines. So from another perspective, Ange's approach is reasonable.

Now it was Matisse's turn to be anxious, and he swung his vines and stabbed Ange.

Ange turned his eyes, locked on the vines, and prepared to adjust the explosive fireball.

At this moment, a sword light struck and crushed the thick vines. Gaillard stood in front of Ange and said through gritted teeth: "Dragon hunter, Gaillardia, I will obey you."

Order, Lord Ange."

In that paradox, Gaillard chose to follow the oracle.

Nigris noticed the expression on her face and couldn't help but ask: "Are you working hard?"

Gaillard blushed and said, "I don't know why, but I suddenly feel hungry."

Nigris glanced at the footprints on the ground, but he didn't feel hungry. Within the range of the halo, a few minutes was equivalent to a day.

Ange took the time to dig out a few pieces of sugared dried beets and threw them to Gaillard. After a few mouthfuls, Gaillard's eyes suddenly widened.

The insects in the entire forest suddenly went crazy. Some of them were gnawing at flowers, plants and trees, some were gnawing at birds, animals, insects and fish, some were colliding with the protective shield, and some were gnawing at the same kind of corpses on the ground.

But following an invisible fluctuation, all the insects adjusted their direction and rushed toward the Tree of Life like crazy.

Almost eating up everything in the barrier, the number of insects became extremely huge, surging like a tsunami.

I don't know when the white fog quietly dissipated, and the insects swarmed under the tree unimpeded and into the range of the death halo.

As they flew, the insects fell to the ground. Large swaths of insects flew over a certain distance and then died without warning.

"What's going on, what's going on? Why did my child die suddenly?" Mathis shouted in panic.

After all, there are some new bugs whose lifespan is just long enough for them to fly through the range of the death halo and pounce on Ange.

Ange opened his mouth without looking back, and the soul shock was released rhythmically.

The Bone Priest had used this move to deal with Hemel's bugs. Ange's soul was many times stronger than the Bone Priest's. Under the impact of the soul, these tiny bugs exploded one by one.

The swarming insects couldn't withstand the quick-death aura and soul impact, the waving vines couldn't break through Gaillard's sword, and a steady stream of exploding fireballs hit the tree trunks. Now the question is, is Ange the one who lost his life first?

Should he sweep down the tree, or should he exhaust his magic power first?

This problem continues until the tree of life burns and turns into a big torch that stands tall in the sky.


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