Two hundred and fortieth chapters victory and planning
In the distance, a wind elf was also surprised. She looked at the night elf tribe that was about to be captured, and suddenly a terrifying night elf clan came out, and actually knocked down countless of their elf warriors.
"Unforgivable."
She frowned, feeling that the opponent's fighting skills were very unfamiliar, but the terrifying aura was frightening.
"It seems to be some kind of coercion, similar to a giant dragon. It will fall down instantly when it smells her breath. You can't get close to her." The wind elf raised his bow and arrow and slowly aimed at the distance, like a lurking assassin looking for the best opportunity.
opportunity.
After more than ten seconds, her eyes narrowed slightly.
brush!
A wind sound so subtle that it was hard to hear accompanied the stream of light and flew fiercely into the distance.
Mumu was running among the elves, and his scalp exploded in an instant, as if he was being targeted by something, causing goosebumps to rise. However, it was too late, and he could only quickly move his body to avoid the vital point.
puff!
She was instantly hit by an arrow in her lower abdomen.
It hurts, it hurts!
She instantly grimaced in pain, but staring at the strong desire to survive, she fiercely pulled out the sharp arrow and threw it to the ground.
She took a deep breath.
I am a fifth-level person, but I was almost beaten to death by a fourth-level person. I am a time traveler, and I have to be challenged across levels...
"She's seriously injured!"
"Kill her while you can!"
The surrounding wind elves and water elves roared and were immediately ecstatic.
"I don't have much experience in fighting, but I have found your position now. Can you escape?" She swung her legs and formed a forward horizontal kick in the air. Due to the too intense movement, she was covered in fine hair.
Thick fragrant sweat, even the legs were sweating, and the spicy smell suddenly became stronger. In an instant, the elves who rushed towards him fell down.
Countless elves were wailing, falling to the ground, covering their eyes and screaming.
"Not to mention, the peppers I evolved as plants are much easier to use than most highly poisonous ones. They can be continuously produced by themselves, and their 'spicy' characteristics lead to very strong diffusion capabilities. They can be passed through the breath, eyes, and skin.
It feels spicy and penetrates into the body pervasively."
Tap tap tap!
She quickly ran away, but slowly took off her black leather gloves, revealing her white palms, biting her fingertips, and smearing the blood on the bright red wound on her lower abdomen.
Although stroking the wound has an effect, the fastest effect is still on the blood.
"I felt much better in an instant." She covered her waist and ran all the way, but she was limping a little.
"What did she do again? The wound stopped bleeding instantly?" The wind elf leader's expression suddenly changed drastically. He turned around and wanted to escape, but where could he escape the fifth-level elf?
Poof!
Mumu flew faster and faster, and kicked the opponent hard in the face.
The moment the sole of the foot touched the opponent's pretty face, a red footprint was left behind, which quickly turned deep red and black. The face suddenly swelled, as if it had been pierced by a wasp and turned into a big pig's head, and it instantly wailed on the ground.
"My face, my face..."
In fact, her face was so hot that it began to ulcerate and become disfigured, just like a person whose mouth and lips ulcerate after being exposed to heat.
"If it wasn't a fourth-level creature, it would have died immediately." Mumu turned and left.
You know, some of the terrifying artificially cultivated peppers on earth can have a spiciness of millions. Just touching those peppers is enough to make your hands red, tingling and numb, just like touching an onion, with the feeling of wind oil essence.
..
What's more, is it being conceived by a fifth-level tree fairy in front of you, with tens of millions of spiciness that far exceeds all other horrors?
"Keep bulldozing them!"
Mumu's feet had already bid farewell to the spicy food category, turned into the most terrifying biochemical weapon toxins, and strode away.
But she soon discovered that after defeating the leader of the wind elves, they were completely defeated. Fearing her terrifying and shocking aura, they began to separate and run away.
In just a few hours, the war was over.
"Are you...Mumu?" Xilin walked over and couldn't help but ask.
"Yes." Mumu smiled and turned to look at the scarred but still alive night elves, "I have become a night elf and was named Yumia by the ancient night elf tree of life...
Let’s talk about it when we get back.”
"Very good!"
Siren wanted to get closer.
But she pinched her nose in an instant, her fair face turned red, and her eyes were so choked that she couldn't open them. She took a few steps back and looked in front of her in horror, "Ah! My eyes are so hot! Can they?"
We can't put away your pressure, your aura is as terrifying as a giant dragon, it's too powerful, there's no way we can get close to you!"
Mumu was shocked.
He quickly covered his legs, not knowing how to control his breath.
Has my athlete's foot started to spread? Isn't it possible that I can control it?
The night elves stood at a distance, not daring to get close, and they were frightened and annoyed.
Naturally, they were shocked that this tree chef suddenly became extremely powerful and saved the night elf tribe from the crisis of genocide. Even if they came near, they would choke and fall to the ground, unable to open their eyes. They were annoyed that they did not know how to deal with this.
Stocks naturally exert pressure to the outside world!
Finally, it was Minnie who spoke: "The legendary dragon's pressure comes from his head, but your pressure actually comes from your legs! It's impossible to control yourself, so you can only find a way to shield it.
"
After she said that, she asked a group of elves to take off their shoes, found a few pairs of the densest animal skin boots, and transformed them on the spot, turning them into a pair of thick black animal skin high boots, even as high as the thighs.
Throwing it to her from a distance, "This should be able to shield you from the pressure of powerful creatures."
Mumu quickly put it on, and the terrible smell gradually stopped spreading, but the lingering aftertaste was still pungent and made everyone feel uncomfortable. This was already a biologically terrifying toxin produced by plants.
"It's amazing! It turns out that wearing shoes can block the horrible smell emanating from your feet."
The surrounding night elves were very excited and curious about this new pressure. Afterwards, everyone organized the battlefield together and went back together.
"By the way, I can help you heal your wounds." On the way, Mumu took off his gloves and touched the wounds of each elves to help heal them, which made the elves even more excited.
The feet carry the terrifying breath of death, and the hands carry the breath of life. One hand is alive, and the other is dead. It contains both the positive and negative sides of the plant. This talent is too terrifying.
Sirin couldn't help but ask: "Yumia, your pressure is so terrifying. How can I have such terrifying pressure like you? I can't open my eyes just by smelling the breath.
You can be slaughtered by others."
The night elves around her also had sharp eyes, just staring at her.
They found it eye-opening!
It turns out that the pressure of the dragon comes from the head, and the pressure of us night elves comes from our feet!
"You also want to have feet like this?" Yumia laughed dryly and replied: "I am a special elf. Different from your ordinary elves, I have my own talents that you cannot learn for the time being."
The elves around were disappointed.
Such terrifying pressure is an incredible power that everyone wants to obtain.
After returning to the night elf tribe, Mumu truly understood the cruelty of this world. Although he did not kill a single elf, the captives were all killed by other night elves and buried under the ancient elf trees to become nutrients.
The whole tribe cheered.
“A great victory!”
"We have killed more than seventy tribesmen, and now we have captured more than a hundred elves. Perhaps, although one corpse cannot be completely transformed into an elf, we can restore the number of more than fifty tribesmen."
"Let's celebrate and eat delicious food!" Mumu stood tall and graceful, transformed into a beautiful cook, picked up a kitchen knife and started to cut the meat, started cooking, and took out the corpse of the Seven Wonderful Treasure Tree that she had before.
And from the ancient tree of life in the dark night, a faint voice came, seeming to repeat the words of the strange reborn tree before, "Is it really like this? It is a crisis, but it is also an opportunity."
The night elf tribe is extremely noisy.
After three days of joyful celebrations, only the night elves began to think about the future path. After all, if you are not careful, you will still perish. After all, the night elves tribe has become a public enemy after this battle.
After a few days, Mumu also took some time to take the opportunity to come out. After hesitating for a few times, he closed his eyes and posted a screenshot of his own photo. Suddenly, the entire forum was in an extremely horrifying mood.
