Chapter 8: Wood Spirit
I yelled almost instinctively.
Our speed should be stronger than that of the sandworms, and although running is not a long-term solution, it is at least a delaying strategy.
The crowd moved and showed their powers, running into the distance.
It's like a labyrinth, and we can't run out of it, so we run just to have more time.
However, after all, the desert is the world of sandworms, not to mention, we are followed by at least dozens of sandworms.
"Hong Bo, is there a way?" As I ran, my body rushed to Hong Bo's side, and now in this realm, his earth spirit is definitely the most authoritative existence, except for the beautiful dead dog in front of me.
"I need time, I'll try. Hong Bo said.
"Good. "I promise.
Naturally, everyone can hear the conversation between Hong Bo and me clearly, so everyone seems to know what I have to do.
"Be careful. "Wan Lingxin is not a procrastinating woman, so I like it.
Everyone was far away, and my figure shot backwards, facing the dozens of sandworms in front of me.
In the yellow sand in the sky, a figure flashed and rushed out in another direction, but it was a flood wave.
In just an instant, I was once again in full form, even more furious than before.
For there was no longer a whirlpool in front of me, but an abyss of quicksand, from which a whining sound came out, like a ghost tearing at the souls of the living.
Dozens of sand worms squeaked and swam around the edge of the abyss, and I seemed to be the only one left in their tiny eyes, and my body rushed backwards, and their bodies rose upright like snakes.
The soles of the feet lightly touched the ground, and the violent suction force came, and here was a hundred meters away from the huge abyss.
It's troublesome, but not to the extent that it scares me.
A sneer tugged at the corners of my mouth, and I hooked my finger at the sandworm.
Sandworms, a beast that is impossible to civilize, rely almost entirely on instinct to attack, even if they have the strength of the soul realm, but in general, they can only be called fools.
Therefore, it is always easier to deal with fools than to deal with smart people, even if it is dozens of fools.
Maybe there are other reasons why they are chasing me desperately, and the most likely is that when I killed the sandworms before, they smelled of the corpses of their kind, like sharks facing the smell of blood, and at that moment, they didn't even distinguish each other.
When I thought about this, I suddenly had a bold idea.
So I went for it, because my hands and feet were a little faster than my brain.
The body was pumped upside down and flew back, and there were still too many sandworms.
But my goal was barely achieved, and the head of one of the sandworms was blasted out of the scum again, and the green liquid gushed out again.
I'm waiting for the results, and I need to confirm my conclusions.
The results were surprising.
The tall sandworm shattered into pieces all over the ground with a clatter.
Hold the grass!
I can't believe it, has my strength reached such a level? With a wave of my hand, I have already slaughtered the sandworm that I had spent a lot of effort to kill?
Fantasies are like bubbles, beautiful, fragile, and end up with sticky collapse all over your face with soapy water.
The sandworm shattered into pieces all over the ground, and after the pieces hit the ground, they moved, crawling towards the nearby sandworms, and then the pieces wriggled a few times, and smoothly merged into the body of the sandworms around them, becoming one of them.
Damn, hundred-legged insects don't stiffen, why didn't I think of this before.
Looking at the sandworm that had obviously grown a few meters more, I sighed and turned around and ran.
Sure enough, good spirits do not work badly. Although it did not confirm the conclusion I wanted, it confirmed my previous conclusion, the conclusion about the composition of my own brain.
Turning around and running out, the sandworms continued to squeak back, and the abyss was at their feet, and I wondered why they had the ability to make the bottomless abyss run with them, and the speed was not slow at all.
I must practice the thunder line to the Great Perfection, and now I am very glad that I can have such exercises, not to mention anything else, just this escape function is enough.
Turning around with the sandworm, my mouth is dry, but the sandworm is full of energy, and if this continues, I will be exhausted to death sooner or later, a very correct theoretical fact.
I don't know how many laps I made, but I saw a figure waving at me in the distance.
The figure rushed out diagonally, rushing towards the figure.
It's Hong Bo, so it seems that this guy should have thought of something.
Seeing me approaching, Hong Bo turned and ran.
After some distance on my way, I saw a high platform that stood out in the bare desert.
"Give it a try. Hong Bo said.
Well. I nodded, I had no choice but to try.
The figure rushed close in an instant, and the high platform was more than ten feet, slightly higher than the body of the sandworm, so on the high platform, the sandworm should not be able to attack us, but this high platform is in the desert, and it is also the existence of the soil system, God knows if this thing will be controlled by the sandworm.
The body jumped onto the high platform, and everyone was on guard.
The sandworm rushed closer to the abyss under my feet, and the figure next to me flashed, and a green light appeared.
Mu Ling spread his fat head and looked towards the approaching abyss in the distance, his fat palm was stuffed in his mouth, he groaned slightly, and turned his head to stare at me.
"You owe me a big meal. Mu Ling said, dragging twenty-five or eighty-thousand.
Mu Ling walked into the center of the high platform unhurriedly and slapped his palm.
Green light poured out from under the wood spirit's small hand, instantly filling the high platform.
Green begins to appear on the high platform and grows rapidly.
It was a group of trees whose names they didn't know, twisting and twisting into the platform.
The abyss is less than 100 meters from the high platform.
A flash of fierceness flashed in Mu Ling's eyes.
The green light on the palm of the high platform suddenly became stronger, and for a while, everyone on the high platform was almost dyed green by the green light.
The trees on the high platform grew like chicken blood, and in the blink of an eye, one of the high platforms had been pierced by the roots of the raging trees.
And by this time, the abyss had already rushed into the foot of the high platform.
As soon as his feet were in the air, the high platform instantly began to sink.
There was a look of panic on everyone's faces, which was normal, and no one could be calm between life and death, even if it was suicide.
But everyone chose to believe in the wood spirit.
A cold snort sounded in Mu Ling's mouth, and there was no previous cynicism, and the cold snort was like a forest in hell, cold and without any emotion.
Mu Ling is a chubby boy, and his personality is also gentle on weekdays, which can be known from the fact that Huo Ling bullies him every day.
But now, this fierce momentum came from the chubby body, and everyone did not feel the slightest discomfort.
The wood spirit exists in such a contradictory way.
The roots of the tree in full bloom seemed to have found fertile soil and sufficient water sources, and with the cold snort of the wood spirit, they trembled straight in an instant, and the next moment, the roots of the tree had pierced into the wall of the abyss furiously.
Then it spread upwards, and in just a few breaths, the roots of the tree had already penetrated the bodies of a dozen sandworms.
The sandworm that had penetrated its body instantly turned into a lifeless statue like a creature that had seen Medusa's eyes, and then exploded into a long stretch of yellow sand under its feet.
I can't believe this power, and the shock in everyone's eyes can't be concealed in the slightest.
When he turned around, Mu Ling looked at me with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his smile was very weak.
Mu Ling's eyes slowly closed, and the green light on his body began to slowly fade.
I was hopeful, but the wood spirit's body was silent.
I'm scared.
So, I'm crazy.
A barely human roar rang out from my mouth, thunder surged from under my feet, and my form burst out.
Whether the wood spirit lives or dies, you all have to pay for your lives!
The force tore at the muscles and bones, and the pain piled up in the body like crazy.
I pounced on the nearest sandworm with red eyes.