Son of the Tower

Chapter 193 Clear
"What the hell is that?" Sang Chengze was courageous. His teammates were retreating, but he still stood beside Mars.

Mars looked at the proliferating flesh, he turned to look at Erwin: "Erwin."

The little house-elf looked at Mars.

"Follow Brother Sang Chengze and step back a little bit." Mars pointed to Sang Chengze.

The little thing didn't know what was going on, his big eyes were filled with tears immediately, but he still let go of Mars's tail.

"I'll run away with Erwin first." Sang Chengze looked at the mass of flesh and blood splitting into human limbs, and knew that if he didn't run away, he might have no chance to run away.

Mars watched Sang Chengze drag Erwin away, and then turned to look at the mass of flesh... No, it was more like a giant of flesh and blood.

"Why don't you go." His Excellency Meng Chicheng took back his dryad, he had doubts.

"I was probably named because I could hear its heartbeat," Mars said truthfully.

In the face of alien species, hearing all kinds of voices that should not be heard means that you have been selected by the alien species and become their food.On the contrary, if the chosen one is fearless and kills the alien species in battle, he will be able to get rid of this chosen fate, no longer be chosen, and even have infinite courage in his heart when facing this danger again.

Mars felt that he should encounter such dangers countless times in the next life, so why not fight to the death.

"If you have ambition, do you want a sword?" His Excellency Meng Chicheng asked with a smile.

"I have." After Mars finished speaking, he took out the hilt of his lightsaber, and with the power of mind, a pure white lightsaber body appeared.

"Okay!" Your Excellency Meng Zhicheng called out, and then he also began to transform - he seemed to be rooted on the ground like a big tree, and his whole body became gigantic and transformed into a treant at the same time.

This is the legendary shapeshifter.

Thinking of this, Mars looked at the flesh giant, whose head was growing.

On the surface, the vines made of flesh and blood are strangling each other with the vines made of tree roots.

The Dryad of Mars is singing.

I am a sword dancer, a battle mage, and a singer.

As Mars moved forward, a fleshy vine branch emerged from the ground and rushed towards Mars. It jumped up and passed the deformed mouth of the fleshy vine branch. Mars turned around in the air and saw the fleshy vine branch that could not be hit by a single blow. Twist and lunge at yourself again.

Flickering while turning around, crossing the battlefield sideways, huge treants and flesh and blood giants are rushing towards each other.

The vines made of flesh and blood are beginning to take human form, and the roots of the trees are closed, but then, more and more small trees in the woodland 'stand up', and the small tree men 'pull out' all kinds of things from the ground. The weird stone sticks fought with the flesh and rattan man.

Mars came to his dryad, and the singing dryad jumped to the palm of Mars' left hand.

Its owner swung the lightsaber in his right hand. The pure white energy sword body first cut through the fleshy rattan man's body, and then the sacred energy ignited the rattan man in an instant. His body was burning and his flesh and blood were scorching. , its black blood is boiling.

The giants began to punch each other.

The Treants clung to the vines, and Mars led his Dryads on a rampage through the fray, lightsabers capable of inflicting maximum damage to the xenomorphs every time.

And in the singing of the dryads, the treants also beat more and more—because more and more treants surrounded them from all directions.

The battle between the giants soon came to an end. Meng Zhicheng's tree man knocked the flesh giant to the ground. He stretched out his giant palm and tore off the flesh giant's head.

But in the next second, Mars saw the head shrink and rolled down from his fingers.

The fleshy vines screamed and smashed through the tree man's defense line. One of the fleshy vines grabbed the flesh that was the size of a normal human head at this moment, and swallowed it into its mouth.

Mars heard the heartbeat again.

·It wants to escape!Mars, stop it!
His Excellency Meng Chicheng's spiritual whispers echoed in Mars's mind. Watching the flesh and blood vine turn and run away, Mars first flickered past the tree man and the flesh and blood vine, and the second flickered past the flesh and blood vine. The fleshy vines drilled out of the ground, after the third flash, Mars stood in front of the fleeing fleshy vines.

At this moment, screams of women, crying of babies, curses of men, and all kinds of screams came one after another, and Mars covered his forehead in pain.

As if thinking that he had already controlled Mars, the flesh and blood vine branch rushed over.

But Mars still endured the pain, and cut the cane into two pieces with one sword.

At this moment, the head suddenly burst out of the chest and rushed directly to Mars's head, but before Mars could react, the tree spirit rushed to the head first, and its huge mouth directly swallowed the head. A head was swallowed into the mouth.

All the phantoms and screams disappeared, and all the fleshy vines disintegrated and scattered. Mars sat down on the ground and looked at his dryad. Mars couldn't believe it—it was a tree that could stand in the palm of his hand. He was so fine, he was able to swallow such a terrifying filthy alien species in one gulp.

His Excellency Meng Chicheng came over at this time, he noticed the surprise and fear in Mars' eyes, he did not speak.

The dryad stood up, and it sang in a low voice, and the treants dispersed with its singing, as if everything just now didn't exist, and the dryad, who seemed unchanged, came to Mars.

The unknown is the greatest enemy of human beings, but Mars still stretched out his hand—the dryad and him have a telepathy between their hearts, and Mars believes in his summons.

The dryad happily crawled into Mars' palm, and then hiccupped.

His Excellency Meng Chicheng finally smiled: "It's good that you trust your dryad."

"Yes, sir, I believe him, because we are comrades in arms now." Mars smiled, looking at the dancing dryad in his hand.

His Excellency Meng Chicheng raised his head, looked at the transport ship that descended and smiled: "Look, your mentor is here, just like in a gangster movie, the police are always late."

"At least it's better than not coming." Mars stood up, looked at the mentor who came out of the transport boat and bowed his head.

"Old Yu, you are too late."

"I just brought people to the stronghold of Chaos Believers in Tianzihu Town, and I rushed over when I found out about the ceremony they were doing here." Having said that, Mars' mentor came over and patted Mars on the arm : "I saw it at the time of the above, and it did a good job, but the illusion resistance is still low after all, but it's not your fault, the feline orcs are born with weak illusions, and the kittens who just started in the first and second grades have fallen into illusions." : Nine times out of ten, you won’t even be able to move your legs for a feast of fish and meat.”

Mars was delighted when he heard this—the mentor is so gentle.

(End of this chapter)