The entire space became depressed because of the brief silence of the Yama tree.
Because he was walking a little closer, Ye Zhongming had to look up at the face that kept flashing various expressions.
"Is this what is called human intelligence?"
The female face of the Yama tree finally became expressionless, and even her voice was as light as water.
Ye Zhongming didn't speak, but he knew in his heart that in fact this had nothing to do with IQ and the like, but more to do with the accumulation of experience in previous lives, and as an outsider, he could more easily think about this issue from other perspectives.
Now, he is about twenty meters away from the Yama tree itself.
"I just don't understand. Isn't it good to eat all the humans here together and turn them into energy for your evolution? Why should you close this city? It should be in your interests to let more people in, right?"
This is indeed a question in Ye Zhongming's mind. This behavior of the King of Hell Tree will undoubtedly reduce its hunting goals, and is not in line with the fanatical pursuit of evolution by mutant life.
"I only promise to answer you one question."
Hearing these words from Yama Wangshu, Ye Zhongming shrugged, "Then you'd better tell me what a life brain is."
"Life Brain..."
The King of Hell tree repeated this sentence, and then the huge tree trunk began to shake for a while. Ye Zhongming almost stepped back, fearing that this guy would take the opportunity to attack.
Just a moment later, his attention was attracted by something dragged along by four branches extending from behind the tree trunk.
It was a milky white tissue. It was unclear what kind of material it was made of. There were many irregular shallow ravines on it. The oval shape did indeed look very similar to the human brain.
"Is this what you're talking about?"
Yama Wangshu asked as he turned the basin-sized thing.
Ye Zhongming didn't know if this was what the life brain circulated among the survivors of Linhai Dungeon was talking about, but judging from its shape, it was very likely.
So he nodded, "What is this?"
"My origin."
Ye Zhongming's heart moved.
Regarding things like origin, he had heard something about them in his previous life. They were usually produced by some special mutated life forms in the body. For example, the soul beads that Ye Zhongming had seen were considered a kind of origin.
If this thing is really the origin of the King of Hell Tree, can it be taken out casually? Ye Zhongming has to have some doubts about this.
Ye Zhongming's eyes showed a look of envy and longing, and he walked a few steps forward: "Can I touch it?"
The face of Yama Wangshu finally showed a smile, "Okay."
Ye Zhongming stretched out his hand, stretching upward, as if he wanted to touch it as soon as possible.
However, the muscles of the body under the clothes were already tense.
Behind the main trunk of the King of Hell tree that Ye Zhongming could not see, dozens of inverted U-shaped tree roots had been pulled out from the ground silently and were slowly moving forward.
Two people, or in other words, one person and one tree, have already understood in the conversation just now that they may be able to talk to each other for a few words, but they cannot make peace.
They respectively represent the opposing sides, the defenders and the challengers.
Both sides also know the other's intentions, but they both want to use their respective advantages to quickly solve the other side's problems.
The King of Hell tree controlled a city and was the real overlord. Ye Zhongming fought alone in front of the King of Hell tree, proving that he was qualified to challenge this overlord.
Both sides are testing each other's situation in order to deliver the final blow.
Now, they selected the same time.
The roots that were pulled out from the ground silently reached the trunk of the tree, slightly moved back, and then suddenly rushed out from both sides of the trunk, stabbing Ye Zhongming crazily.
At the same time, Ye Zhongming suddenly rushed forward and slapped the trunk of the King of Hell tree with his palm.
"ah!"
A scream came out from the face of the Yama tree, and it felt a breath that made him tremble emerging from the palm of this human being, something it had never felt since becoming the overlord of Linhai.
The root systems on both sides of the main trunk also began to be pulled out from the ground, bringing up a large amount of soil. These roots and the previous ones attacked Ye Zhongming.
In front of the Yama Tree, human beings are really too small, not in terms of strength, but in terms of size.
Ye Zhongming is now very tall and straight, but in front of the King of Hell tree, he is still not as long as one of its branches.
Together, these roots can completely hit Ye Zhongming before he touches the body of the King of Hell Tree.
Sighing secretly, Ye Zhongming chose to retreat.
A dark aura passed through his eyes, and delicate light black patterns appeared on his body. Ye Zhongming activated the primary Hell Messenger bloodline.
At the same time, the crystal energy magic bullet gun appeared in his hand.
Facing such a King of Hell tree, this was the only thing Ye Zhongming could think of that could cause harm to it.
Pulling the trigger, bullets of dark energy were fired at the King of Hell tree. At the same time, the fatal gunsmith's professional skill "Exit Space Fold" was activated at the same time. These bullets almost directly hit the nearest root system.
The King of Hell tree screamed again.
These root systems are its main body root system and core parts. It was injured when hit by the purple weapon. That kind of injury caused it the most direct pain.
The gunshots continued, and the roots came out like a goddess scattering flowers. One person and one tree fell into the fiercest fight for their lives.
Ye Zhongming has turned into holding a gun in one hand and a knife in the other. His body is moving almost every moment, so that he can avoid as many attacks as possible from these roots. With Ye Zhongming's strength, when he directly collides with them, he will also
Can't take any advantage.
It had been a long time since he had been at such a disadvantage in a battle, and Ye Zhongming inevitably felt a little aggrieved.
But this kind of frustration was far from over. After Ye Zhongming was hit by a root system that broke through his defense, he was thrown far back. In this process alone, several roots hit him again.
After trying his best to control his body and staggering to the ground, Ye Zhongming spurted out a mouthful of blood.
On the other side, the roots that the Yama Tree itself participated in the attack also rose up again, and the ground was covered with dozens of broken and broken branches.
"You are very strong." Yama Wangshu started talking again, but his expression and tone were no longer what they were before, becoming fierce and cold.
"But that's all!"
After saying that, hundreds of small holes appeared on the smooth tree trunk, and a faint green gas spewed out. The gas floated densely, covering the sky above this space, forming a green cloud.
Some flashes of light appeared from inside, as if lightning was gestating, and then, something real like lightning would occasionally come out of it.
"I haven't really done anything for a long time. You made me excited and gave me a taste of my ability. I gave it a name myself, the world... naturally!" (To be continued,)