Wei Ya was torn right now, should she continue to wait? Standing here, watched by a huge unknown creature, waiting for a signal from someone who had been swallowed into a tentacle in front of her eyes?

But she had to admit that things had slipped in unreasonable directions as soon as they left the rush, the damn hardheads, the huge sandbars that appeared for no apparent reason, voodoo, lava fields, elemental creatures, and this horrible thing.

What did he call it?Son of the Evil God?The title of the evil god was not uncommon in her memory, but behind the title was mostly a special individual or a rare species that did not live up to the name. There are not many things that are so consistent.

Instinctively the caster, the female mage loathed the creature, devouring magic, chewing on the magic that existed in nature, leaving her surroundings into a vacuum without spells. Such a thing must be destroyed, because its existence will threaten the entire caster group, especially since this place is not far from the City of Ten Thousand Laws, and if it has the ability to move or reproduce, it will inevitably affect the former.

It is now at a critical juncture, the ceremony is about to take place, and nothing must be allowed to derail its course. This is the responsibility of every mage in the City of Ten Thousand Laws, and if the gray robe fails, she will stop it at all costs.

Wei Ya looked down at the griffin embroidered on her chest, she worked hard to stand out from so many classmates, endured the pressure of her mentor and strict elimination, and finally came to this point.

Although this experience cannot be called a life of nine deaths, it is also hard-won. She is quite loyal to the City of Ten Thousand Laws, but is it worth sacrificing her life and hard-won knowledge in her brain for it?

Fortunately, things didn't need Wei Ya to really make a choice, and the plants that were left outside by Cheese started their activities again. Irrigated by the blood of the grey robes, their vital energy is increasing at a rate visible to the naked eye. Even the female mage could see that these plants, which were still weak and abnormal just now, had already condensed a considerable degree of magic power, and their quantity level was about to compare with those trees that had grown for a hundred years. Gaining a vitality far beyond their own, these plants also began to move rapidly, sprouting, spitting leaves, large green leaves growing from their vines, greedily obtaining thin sunlight, and transforming the energy in the body into more intuitive nutrition.

Plants have long been regarded as the epitome of bihedron. On the one hand, its branches and leaves are so delicate that a slight pinch can cut off their vitality. But on the other hand, after time and cultivation, trees can become immortal and tenacious existences, not to mention those carefully paved stone paths and even buildings made of huge stones, which will also be transformed and distorted by the power of plants.

In fact, most of the things in this world are like this, weak and strong, just a set of artificial concepts, and they must be placed in a short period of time based on the human concept of time to be meaningful. If the time span is stretched wide enough, then the set of concepts may be completely descriptive.

Therefore, although time is not fast-forwarded here, the plants that have received the blood of the gray robe are growing and functioning at a rate of more than ten times the natural time. From the beginning of their roots that could only cling to the surface, to the differentiation of thin rhizomes that cannot be seen by the human eye, deep into the cracks of the monster's skin, and then to the continuous expansion of this gap, this process that should have taken hundreds of years was revealed in just a few dozen minutes, which is not shocking.

The problem is that, in addition to the long time it takes for plants to create miracles, what they change is often immovable and unconscious. But now what it is influencing is a living creature of real things, and a living creature of living things.

Wei Ya looked at the tentacles that were approaching around her, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly. She tried to escape, but the vial she held told her that if she ran now, she wouldn't get anything. Not only can you not get it, but you will also have to throw away everything you have saved up with great difficulty. Why is this happening? It's supposed to be a simple task, it's supposed to be easy! Where did it start? Where did the problem start?

Frustration, anger, fear, and other emotions are the best catalysts, and spells take on a new form in the rise of magic. The green leaves rolled up into the tips of the spears, the vines hardened into the barrels of the guns, and the wooden guns turned into neat arrays of guns with her hands, full of intimidating power like soldiers.

Plants should not belong to the research scope of the plastic energy system, because every life is a complex collection of elements, and it is too difficult to manipulate it in a plastic energy way. But she still did it, and this is exactly the topic that Wei Ya studied as a lecturer in the Department of Plastic Energy, life energy. In other words, she sees the inner vitality of living beings as an element and shapes them.

In the City of Ten Thousand Laws, her research has received a lot of attention, which is why she was able to obtain the title of teacher early, and she was promised a place in the City of Ten Thousand Laws as long as she completed her expatriate service in the Rushing Stream.

This is a lifelong goal for most mages from the City of Ten Thousand Laws, because only by gaining that place, even if it is just the most basic research room, can their status as mages be truly stable, and even if they have no achievements from then on, they can work as trainers until their old age and be guaranteed. Wei Ya's ambitions certainly don't stop there, she also wants more resources to be tilted towards her own research.

For this, she must not die here. For the first time in front of her eyes, the magical aura had a tendency to transform from halo to mist, although it was only for a moment, but the powerful mana urged the spell was extremely powerful, and the wooden spear array forced the tentacles that wandered down far away, without losing the wind at all, for the time being.

Wei Ya knew very well that her spells would not last long. The power enhanced by emotions will also dissipate with emotions, the emptiness after resentment, the loneliness after pleasure, the peaks and valleys of emotions pull people's thinking and consume people's energy. It is both a source of strength and a source of poisonous water.

Hurry up, hurry up. The wound torn by the roots grew bigger and bigger, and finally, under the unknown thickness of the skin, a different color was revealed, which was the smell of internal tissues with a strong smell of blood.

Now is it!, unscrewing the bottle in her hand, the female mage didn't look at it and stuffed it into the wound. She saw a silver-like liquid flowing out of the bottle's opening. That's a metal, liquid metal, mercury.

Mercury is highly toxic to most living beings, even if it is a demon, I am afraid that they will not dare to drink mercury, its toxicity is not comparable to that of biotoxins.

Come on, let me see what you're capable of.