Below the silver level, no one can break the shackles of the vines at all.

After a while, [Four Hands on the Ground], [Strange Species], [Parumdo] and a few others were wrapped in vines and hung to the crown of the ancient war tree.

Following the second batch of players who arrived late [Lumbar Strain], I was not surprised to see the current appearance of several people, "Haha! This is what happens against us. ”

"Boss, this doesn't seem to have anything to do with us." A little brother beside him said weakly.

[Lumbar muscle strain] glared at him, "This is fate!" That's fate! It is because they are against us that they have this kind of life! ”

The younger brother scratched his head and didn't answer for a long time.

Say whatever the boss likes......

After being wrapped in vines, the Strange Walkers received a prompt from the system:

"You are being bloodline-modified by the War Ancient Tree, do you accept the Green God Tree Spirit bloodline?"

The crowd, who had been panicked by the extreme itching and labor pains all over their bodies, turned to joy after receiving this message.

Since you can't resist, of course you choose to enjoy it.

The first to choose to accept the bloodline, "Accept!" Accept! ”

After he gave up his resistance and chose to accept it calmly, the pain slowly calmed down, and all that was left was the itching that ran through his body.

After bearing it for a long time, the itching sensation slowly turned into numbness, and it was no longer as unbearable as before.

[Four Hands on the Ground] During this time, he investigated the types of Warcraft in the world through various doors.

What he wanted to fuse was the kind of bloodline talent that could improve his assassination ability.

And monsters like the War Ancient Tree, at first glance, are tank-type bloodlines with rough skin and thick flesh, which is completely inconsistent with his expectations.

[Four hands on the ground] endured the pain and itching and chose not to accept it.

The SAN value was gradually declining from the moment he was bound, and by this time it had fallen below zero and was approaching his limit.

He had already felt the feeling of two extreme breakthroughs because of the completion of various difficult tasks, and he endured it, and was still making the last effort to break free.

Every once in a while, the system will prompt him again asking if he wants to accept the Green God Treant's bloodline talent.

[Four hands on the ground], who clicked "no" a few times, was already in a trance at this time, and was just mechanically choosing "no".

Du Wei noticed the situation of [four hands on the ground] and decisively kicked it off the line.

He then disconnected several players who had reached their limit as well.

When [Four Hands on the Ground] was disconnected, the lower limit of his sanity had long exceeded the limit of ordinary people's tolerance, reaching an extremely dangerous value.

This is a very dangerous thing, but it can also bring him a lot of benefits.

If it is said that the player's promotion level is the sublimation of the physical and spiritual levels, then the lower limit of the SAN value is the sublimation of the soul level.

At this stage, there are only a handful of players who have the same endurance as him, except for a few players in the Shan Mental Hospital and [Doctor Yang], only the [Fog Capital Orphan] with a very strange threshold can reach this lower limit of SAN value.

[Parumdo] also wanted to follow the same path as [Four Hands on the Ground], but after experiencing the second baptism of the ancient tree of war, he decisively chose to accept it.

He admonished himself this way:

Maybe that's fate,

Heaven wants him to choose the green god tree spirit bloodline,

That's why I asked again and again if I accepted it.

Among the players of the Strange Walkers, only [Four Hands on the Ground] chose to give up, and the rest either accepted it early or were kicked off the line early by Du Wei.

The receptive person feels the vine gradually loosening.

In the eyes of the Ancient Tree of War, these people were already his servants, and there was no possibility of betrayal. What it couldn't understand was that a few of those people had just been loosened by the vines and began to attack it.

The rank of [Strange Species] quickly increased to the Silver Beginner Rank, and the change in speed was not obvious, but it was not difficult to see from the rough skin that covered his body that his defense power had been greatly improved.

He threw away his weapon after fighting with a dagger, and his clenched fists hardened to become the same as the skin of an ancient tree of war.

A heavy punch blasted out, smashing a dent on the body of the ancient tree of war.

Although the dent was not as heavy as it was when it was hammered backwards, it did cause some damage to the ancient tree.

After [Parumdo] got out of trouble, he kicked in the air.

Wooden growths grew and covered the Wizard Boots, causing even worse dents to fall on the ancient tree.

The other five players who are still sane use their own tactics to launch a surprise attack on the Ancient Tree of War.

This wave of onslaught of war caught the ancient tree off guard, leaving several dents on its body.

The Ancient Tree of War didn't give them a chance to inflict a second damage on themselves, and spiked vines quickly grew all over their bodies, piercing through the five players who had accepted their bloodline.

Although they had broken through in strength, they were not able to master them in a short period of time, and they were all sent back to the teleportation altar.

[Parumdo] and [Odd Species] reacted quickly, turning around to dodge the deadly attack.

Several other players did not take action against the ancient tree at the first time because their minds were still a little confused, and they were treated by the ancient tree as servants who had not undergone abnormal changes.

But when they reacted, they also launched attacks on the ancient tree one after another.

This time, the ancient tree was on guard and was not injured again due to carelessness.

But a new problem has arisen.

To say that one or two special circumstances occur, it can also be concluded as a probability event.

But now all the people who were enslaved by it had the intention of resisting, which made it, as a clone of the green god, feel a little dazed in his heart.

Why?

Why exactly?

For hundreds of years,

There have never been a few human beings who can defy the bloodline.

And now the humans in front of them all seem to have the ability to defy the control of their own bloodline.

It's okay that they don't accept it,

Once accepted,

It is equivalent to taking away the bloodline talent of the Green God Tree Spirit from himself.

The players below noticed the mutation of the strange players, and they all threw identification techniques at them.

After learning that the Ancient Tree of War could give players the information that they could increase their strength to the silver level, these people rushed to the city as if they had seen their own father.

"Daddy! Father! I want it too! ”

"Pestering me~"

"This Treant is an ally! Stop! ”

Seeing the hungry eyes of the people below, the War Ancient Tree was afraid for the first time in its life.

It whipped the crowd with its rattan whip, not giving them a chance to get close to it.

Then he took a vertical leap backwards and jumped behind the beast tide.

The rest of the monsters are stupid,

The leader of the vanguard army left a mess and walked away.

The rest of the players are also stupid,

The powerful blood of his own heart,

actually ran away after a wave of welfare.

The people were overwhelmed with grief,

regretted why he didn't rush to save people with the strange players in the first place.

This story was later interpreted by many players:

The initiator of all designs is a dog planner, and he wants to use this way to give some people who can grasp the opportunity and luck a strong bloodline.

In the future, whenever a powerful monster or creature appears, players who keep this moment in mind will flock to it, using various means to speculate on how to steal the opponent's bloodline talent.