Mysterious as the wind, always with me.

Chapter 260 Ocean Domain
Questions in the military circle, how to ensure that bombing can hit the target:

A: Use technology to reduce errors.

B: On the basis of the existing errors, expand the killing range.

Obviously, the old tree god chose B.

As long as the stone you hit is big enough, there is nothing you can't hit.

To put it bluntly, Gordon, like a certain traitor in the tree world, made the most principled mistake—they knew nothing about real power.

"Wow--"

This scene is very similar to billiards. A "white ball" weighing tens of thousands of tons hit a petite "black ball" hard, and it was a shot into the pocket.

The dynamic vision is good enough to see, there is a lump of thick phlegm that is almost the size of a three-story villa, and it is thrown out.

For a moment, Mark almost wanted to make up the knife.After all, part of his power from other 'Marks' can control the power of thunder. It is not impossible to copy a fake [Wind Sword] and give it to that guy.

The point is, it would be embarrassing if he made a move but failed to kill Gordon.

This will expose the fact that his strength is not enough to affect the outcome of the war of gods.

It would be miserable if it was gone.

Not sure, the Tree God felt that he was not qualified, and changed his mind on the spot, that means he was nothing.

The opportunity was fleeting, Mark chose to let it go, and sat and watched the tree god make a final struggle with his divine power, and the result was naturally—Gordon was injured and survived.

"The great plague demon will not let you go!" After a standard mournful cry, Gordon's entire body turned into an evil aura, and he disappeared.

However, as soon as he left, there was no big boss in charge at the scene.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see at a glance that the countless large and small demons are obviously out of coordination.Some guys still carried out Gordon's previous orders, rushing forward frantically in an attempt to stop the tree god's pace.Others followed their killing instincts more, and fell upon the Ents carrying the Folk of the Forest.

This confusion makes raids ineffective.

The tree god didn't care so much, it began to dismember itself.

Yes, you read that right, it dismantled its own limbs and threw them out as javelins.

As a tree god that feeds on the entire Howling Island and occupies the core of this land, its roots are deeply rooted in the center of the entire island.

When it decided to abandon this local priesthood, these roots that were the foundation of its divine power suddenly became useless. Anyway, many roots and branches had begun to be corroded and polluted.How about using it as a weapon?

Just think about it, if the nails clipped by humans could also have the power to kill, what would it be like?
A 40-meter-long half-withered tree trunk was shot out by the tree god.

After being infused with divine power, the blackened target looked like a 40-meter long knife from a distance. When it swirled and struck a five-story-high scorpion-shaped 12-legged demon, the demon's body Immediately, a straight and slanting black line appeared, from top to bottom, the black line divided its huge body into two.

Countless yellow, green and green viscera and slurry swayed out, polluting and corroding several acres of land like a pour, and eroded a large deep pit several meters away. The yellow slurry also released a poisonous gas that killed both humans and animals.

Before letting it go, the tree god would be heartbroken to death, but now, he doesn't care anymore.

"Hmph!" There seemed to be such a faint cold hum from the heaven and the earth.

Everyone knows that it is the Plague Demon God watching all of this.

so what?

Unless the Plague Demon God dares to invest in more Demon God Generals, or if he personally launches a move, this situation cannot be solved by sending more elite demons.

The next scene looked extremely tragic.

Every step the tree god took, he had to shatter a large number of branches, bark, and rhizomes, turning these peeled off limbs into "cannonballs" that shot out, protecting the giant treants who went into the sea in the form of supporting shots. and the people of the forest upon them.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!" wailed with her little sister, but unfortunately she has no tears, because tears have been dried up long ago.

In their view, it was the tree god who did not hesitate to sacrifice himself to cover their evacuation.

The canopy with a diameter of more than one kilometer has been greatly reduced, and the diameter is less than 500 meters by visual inspection.Not only the canopy, but also the height of the tree is decreasing strangely.It's like there is a small tree in this god-level tree that was originally 500 meters high.

In fact, this was an illusion. The tree god began to remove the branches and roots bound to the earth, and only kept the most core, unpolluted trunk.

It's just that it can't remove the remaining bark and branches before stepping into the sea, after all, this is its last protective layer.

In Mark's eyes, this is a very clever way to lose weight.

Since it no longer retains this priesthood, everything related to this land can be discarded.

Mark didn't do anything, just sat on the armchair on the deck with a trident in his left hand, watching the small-scale catastrophe come to an end.

One tree after another walked into the sea with big strides.

On the shoal, they were half submerged in the water, but turned their heads to look at their gods in a daze.

In front of all the children of the forest, the tree god Surman turned into a 300-meter-high giant tree, and stepped into the sea with them with heavy and shocking steps.On its left shoulder, a small fountain appeared, gurgling out clear springs, and finally gathered into a small waterfall with a width of only about five meters.

Only those with the best sense of divine power or the strongest eyesight can see the slim human figure in the center of the spring.

The tree god stopped, it was watching, waiting for Mark to fulfill his promise.

Mark didn't disappoint him, he stood up slowly, and slammed the end of the trident in his left hand on the ground.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

Huge waves rose from the sea again, but this time instead of destroying the coastline, the waves over 15 meters high formed a huge and wide wall of water, separating the land corroded by the plague and the forests that stepped into the ocean. The people are completely separated.

Not only that, Mark stopped acting.

The ghost crocodile and the one-horned blue whale came out of the deep sea together, cruising on the bottom of the sea on both sides.It was impossible to see from the shore at all, only two vague and huge shadows could be seen wandering underwater.

This huge psychological pressure wiped out the last sliver of luck of the demon commander.

On the other side, even if the Plague Demon God has prepared more, so what?
Howling Island is his, yes, but the biggest fat has been cut off.

The ocean is not their domain, tens of thousands of powerful demons can only stare blankly on the shore.

They don't even know how many cards Mark, who seems to be mainly in the ocean field, still has.

(End of this chapter)