Mysterious as the wind, always with me.

Chapter 255 Mark's Cutting Hu

The tree god Surman had to amputate his body with the power of green.A large section of tree roots swelled up, and then the whole thing exploded, and sawdust flew all over the place.

However, a big tree always needs a fulcrum on the ground. One section will be blown up one second, and the other section will be blown up the next second. Even if the tree god has a huge body with a diameter of [-] meters, how long can he self-destruct like this? ?

An evil voice suddenly resounded between heaven and earth.

"Hoohoo! Suleman! Give up! I have been eroding Howling Island since 500 years ago. Your dullness and arrogance prevent you from discovering my movements. In fact, a hundred feet below the ground has long been my home field There is no way you can escape—"

In the middle of the forest, the huge human face on the trunk of the tree god showed a sullen expression: "Jia Licha, you traitor! You will die badly!"

"Are you still counting on your servant god? Don't even think about it! Your little wolf dog has been killed by my ally Ge Dun with the demon army! The girl hiding in the lake selling water has also been polluted by me. And the vine The girl has been poisoned by the Poison Demon God, and now she is Poison Ivy. You will eventually fall into the arms of the Plague Demon God! Hahahaha!"

Jia Licha's words made Sipala's eyes go dark.

He was talking about Wolfte the wolf, Angelina the lake, and Manchestertin the vine.

If this is true, it means that the Five Gods of Howling Wind will be wiped out.

"You don't want to succeed!" The tree god let out an angry roar.It wielded a gigantic arm with a length of more than 300 meters, ruthlessly piercing into the ground regardless of the corrosion of the earth.

"Ah!" Jia Licha, who was still complacent just now, screamed immediately.

It finally realized that it was too rough, thinking that the tree god was afraid of its corrosion, and when it got carried away, it got too close to the ground, and the tree god captured its soul.

When the Tree God desperately fought back, it paid the price...

The deep corrosion in the earth's soil undoubtedly caused terrible damage to the tree god's arm. For every meter drilled, large pieces of bark and even the wood near the core would turn into rotten wood and collapse. broken out.

But at the same time, thousands of tons of sludge were shaken into the sky in the impact, and it felt like the sky-penetrating wooden arm continued to move deep into the earth, like a huge electric drill ruthlessly piercing the ground, and soon the traitor Jia Li Cha's body was pulled out by the tree god and exposed to the broad daylight.

It was a rotting chunk of wood the size of a destroyer, glowing with purple, and covered in profane runes.

Obviously, Jia Licha was probably an elder tree man.It's just that now it has lost its limbs, and it looks like a processed tortoise shell from a distance, and its whole body exudes an unpleasant smell, and yellow slurry like pus flows out of every wooden crack.

Just holding it in the tree god's palm, it was corroded to the point where it made a strange noise, and the bark cracked inch by inch.

For a stranger, this kind of pain has long been unsettling.

The tree god Suleman didn't care. In the huge human face, the pair of blue eyes were staring at this piece of wood slag.

"No! Suleman, you can't kill me! If you beg for mercy now, I can still plead with the great plague demon god to help you maintain a certain sanity, otherwise you will just wait to rot!"

Suleman ignored it, and just lifted Jialicha more than 200 meters above the ground, and put him at the level of his sight.

Today's Jia Lizhan doesn't have the shadow of a tree man, it's like a pile of sticks stained with ash.

If you look closely, you will find that its body is formed by the incomplete limbs of an unknown number of treants blended together and intertwined with each other.

Suleman couldn't bear to watch it any longer, and shook his huge wooden hand fiercely.

The thing called Jia Licha exploded completely, turning into a cloud of sawdust and plague slurry, and then fell down one after another, like a muddy rain.

However, even if the tree god killed Jia Licha, the rippling land still did not stop.The plague-filled and corrosive mud spewed out like a fountain everywhere, corroding and devouring the body and soul of every creature in the forest on the island.

Drops of sap bigger than a tank flowed down from the edge of the tree god's huge eye sockets.

That is... the tears of the tree god!

The mournful voice of the tree god Surman resounded throughout the island along the veins of the forest's spiritual power:

"My compatriots! My people—it was my mistake, and I have no power to protect you. Run away! Run away if you can!"

Sippala, the forest elf, sat slumped on a decent piece of ground.

escape?where to escape?
This apparently premeditated powerful attack was destined to sweep the entire island.If the five gods of nature all fell, how could they, the people of the forest, have a way out?
The advantage of Howling Island's independence from the world has become its greatest weakness at this moment of destruction.

Once the center of the island falls, the creatures on the island will have nowhere to retreat!

Originally, this would be a desperate script written by the Plague Demon God.Who knows, at this moment of life and death, someone really messed in.

A faint singing sound suddenly came from the direction of the sea.

Very slim, but the words are clear.

The people of the forest are no strangers to this, because this is a [Forest song] written in elven language!
It extols the peace and beauty of the forest.It is always so beautiful and beautiful, making every forest dweller feel quiet and at ease.

Once upon a time, only the goddess of the lake and her maid could sing this forest song that required divine power.

Then why can I hear the singing now?
It easily pierced through the corrosive barrier in the sky, broke through the roar of chaos, and reached the ears of every powerful forest dweller, especially the spiritual sense of the tree elders.

Countless tree people who seem to be helplessly dancing on a hot pot feel hope for the first time.

It, no, that must be him!
A sacred existence showed the tree people an alternative future, a redemption they never thought of - going to the sea!
At this point in the singing, the lyrics have changed and are still eloquent, but the meaning of the words has changed.

"Come on! Come on! The pure sea will contain everything! There is no land of sorrow and pain here. As long as you take this step bravely..."

Ten kilometers away from the sea, on the bow of the pure white Caribbean, the goddess of music, Muse, put her hands on her belly and sang heartily.

The holy wind brought her singing to the deepest part of Howling Isle, awakening the Treant and alarming all enemies of the abyss.

A rude, visibly distraught voice boomed from the western sky.

"Marc Destiny! It's you again!?"

"Yes! It's me again! What's wrong? If you don't accept it, come and fight!" Mark laughed and appeared behind the muse, and slammed the trident in his right hand on the deck of the ship.

"Duang!" An incomparably mysterious wave of divine power swayed from the bow of the ship.

In the next instant, the entire sea area boiled!
With its voice, the sea responded warmly to its king!
(End of this chapter)