The northern defense line of the airport, the floating island where the main fortress is located.

In the wind and rain, more than a dozen dark red figures shuttled through the forest, and the poorly dressed strange people looked at the clouds surging in the night sky, and the energy in the air continued to integrate into their bodies, giving them strength.

They received an oracle from the Creator.

The human fleet is about to arrive, and they will be the main battleground here!

To protect the creators.

They must be prepared as quickly as possible.

Mobilize all your forces and drag the last of humanity's fleets into the mire, draining their manpower and energy.

Even if it costs a huge amount of casualties.

It's just that if you want to complete the oracle of the creator, the weird race alone obviously can't meet this requirement.

After running for some distance, the strangers came to a charred black tree that looked like it had been struck by lightning.

The bare branches were staggered and cracks spread upwards from the trunk, and if you looked closely, you could see that several nearby trees were marked to guide the way, and it was clear that this tree had been specially cultivated by the strange people.

"Ka~Kolu~"

The strange priest raised his scepter and ordered his people to move, while the latter quickly gathered around the trunk of the tree, his body suddenly trembling in the wind and rain, and his already strange head swaying from side to side.

At that moment, the strange priest plunged his scepter into the ground and chanted an obscure incantation.

Suddenly, the surrounding evil energy was pulled and suddenly poured into the bodies of these strange people.

As a race created by evil spirits, the weirdos undoubtedly have a high degree of compatibility with this kind of obscure energy.

It's just that no matter how you fit together, there is a limit after all.

They have run all the way through the woodlands, and in order to strengthen themselves, they have already absorbed a large amount of evil energy.

Now it is violently indoctrinated by the priests in this way, and the final result can be imagined.

In just a few minutes, the strange man's body around the trunk of the tree swelled as if it had been blown out, turning into a bloated, dark red mass of flesh that surrounded the entire tree.

The priest, who had done all this, put away his scepter and took a few steps back.

Without its hands, the blackened branches of the trees drooped and plunged into the flesh one after another, greedily devouring the flesh within.

Through the flickering thunder in the wind and rain, it is easy to see the flesh and blood snatched by the branches seeping into it along the cracks on the surface of the tree, and then the whole tree dances and grows wantonly in the wind and rain.

It's not dead wood at all, it's a terrifying cult disguised as a plant!

After its feeding, it came to life again, and a scarlet blood mist filled the branches, drifting in the wind to the surrounding jungle, causing the monsters to howl.

In a few moments, the sounds of monsters running around the nearby jungle were echoing, and they were gathering towards this place!

The same scene took place all over the floating island, and if you looked down from a high place, you could see that there were at least thirty areas of blood mist in the entire floating island.

Without exception, these places have become meeting points for monsters.

Attracted by the blood mist.

These monster races, which were originally only active in the territory, are coming out of their lairs one after another, and this is just the beginning.

As the monster race arrives near the trees and sucks it into a blood mist that spreads in all directions, filled with a high concentration of evil energy, these monsters will inevitably undergo large-scale mutations.

The humus-filled woodland quietly bulged, and its dark roots shot out, piercing into the body of the monster that had been mutated by sucking flesh, piercing through the flesh and then retracting.

A blurred face appeared in the middle of the tree.

Silent roar.

There is no such thing as a free lunch.

The swarming monsters enjoyed this feast of alienation.

The price is the complete loss of sanity and the reduction of slaves to the evil of trees!

Even if the monsters in the mutation sense the approaching threat, they lose control of their bodies because of the mutation.

After a brief struggle, he still knelt down in an instinctive gesture.

Seeing that the overflowing blood mist was about to be devoured, the strange priest knew that the opportunity he had been waiting for had arrived.

It offered a dozen of its own people as sacrifices.

Naturally, it is not to let the tree-like evil in front of him feast on it, and subdue a large group of beast servants by the way.

Taking advantage of the trees' focus on controlling the beast servants, the strange priest saw the opportunity to step forward quickly, and hugged the trees with open arms, which were not as sluggish as the trees in disguise.

Almost at the same time as the strange priest acted, several slender tendrils dug into its torso, trying to replicate its actions and turn it into a sinister slave.

The strange priest itself did not have too high combat power, otherwise he would not have been easily crushed by Yan Jing.

Therefore, in the face of the evil attack, it did not put up any resistance, allowing the latter to destroy its own body.

However, the weird priests who have survived on this floating island to this day, and can even make way for the evil race to make way for the flesh balloons, also have an advantage that other evil beings can't match.

Demons disguised as trees almost instinctively eroded the bodies of the strange priests, preparing to enslave them.

It's just that these kinds of monsters obviously don't think.

Why did the weird priests choose to take the initiative to meet them?

While the evil cult was raving and destroying, the weird priest clung to the trunk of the tree in a very scoundrel way.

It did only one thing before it was completely enslaved.

Lift your own skull!

The brain, which had been modified many times, once again unleashed its powers, extending several fleshy limbs that looked like spider legs, climbing the edges of the sides of the skull of the strange priest, and rushing directly out of the priest's head with blood.

Before the tree-like evil could react, the tentacles of the priest's brain had already penetrated through the cracks in the bark, and the entire brain was attached to it, contracting and swelling like a heart.

The evil branch fell, trying to peel the brain away from its own body, but before it could fall, it pulled back first, directly into the blurred face in the middle of the tree.

In the next second, the entire tree was forced to change.

The rhizomes rose from the ground and intertwined into legs, and the largest branches on either side of the trunk turned into long and narrow arms, and even the trunk dozens of meters high gushed bloody flesh, transforming into a torso very similar to that of a strange man.

The charred canopy shrunk like the tentacles of an octopus and eventually condensed into the shape of a skull, by which time the priest's brain had fully integrated into the trunk of the tree.

Just a few minutes.

Based on the tree-like evil, strange creatures tens of meters tall are born and stand among the jungles of this floating island.

Take a step forward, carrying a large handful of wet dirt and shrubs, each step that falls causes a massive tremor on the ground nearby.

Arms began to swing, the wind could not stop it, and the wind and rain poured over its furrowed skin, flesh pouring out of it, making its body look more and more bulging.

At first, it was just a slow walk, but soon the giant weirdos were running wildly and howling.

The many beast servants that had been controlled by the evil spirit became its servants, and they followed it out of the jungle and headed straight for a man-made defensive fortress somewhere on the floating island, and it didn't take long for a new beast tide to form!

Stepping on the defensive fortress on the floating island, the strange priest knew very well that the expeditionary fleet wanted to occupy the area that the floating island would attack, so he occupied this place in advance, and a large group of monsters gathered on his side.

grabbed the two monsters casually, crushed them into a ball of flesh in their hands, and threw them out in the next second to form a new blood mist.

The priest who seized the tree-like body had mastered its means.

In this way to attract more monsters close and then enslave them.

A similar scene appeared all over the Floating Island, with nearly sixteen giant monsters manipulating the beast tide and occupying all parts of the Floating Island, their movements were different, but their goals were extremely consistent.

This is the real reason why the weird people breed tree-like evil.

Even if it's only tonight, they'll use this to dominate the entire floating island and the monsters nearby.

As long as the advance of the expeditionary fleet can be delayed, then a steady stream of monsters will come from all directions, join the battlefield, and drag the former to death here.

It turns out that the evil cult in the airport did not create a group of weirdos in vain.

As the evil energy in the environment continued to rise, the scale of the blood mist spread increased, and the monsters of the entire floating island were mobilized.

Shaped like a giant octopus covered with tentacles, it cruises through the sky, shuttling through the wind and rain, searching for traces of the expeditionary fleet; The beasts in the jungle are rushing endlessly, frantically grabbing evil energy to strengthen themselves and prepare for the coming battle; Worms underground, sometimes rushing out of the surface and flicking their tentacles at the night sky, sometimes diving underground, arching long strips of dirt between the jungles.

The strange priest raised his arms and felt the power surging through his body, convinced that he had fulfilled the requirements of his creator, and that the next step was to strangle all the humans.

The fanged jaws opened at a strange angle, and with a sharp roar, black-purple evil energy converged and turned into a beam of light that soared into the sky.

Come on! Mankind!

This is the power of the Creator!

The priests were eager to show their worth to the Creator, and looked forward to the arrival of the human fleet.

Until the clouds in the sky stagnate and the high-pitched whistle resounded through the sky.

The majestic dragon boat smashed through the fog condensed by evil energy, as if riding the wind and waves on the sea.

Brilliant golden light spread through the sky.

The beam of light condensed by the evil energy could not even sustain its existence.

The expeditionary fleet has arrived!

The strange priests who occupy the various parts of the floating island do not flinch in the slightest, they have long received the oracle of the creator.

Kill any enemy who dares to come here at all costs!

As soon as the expeditionary fleet appeared, they invariably used their abilities to direct the evil cult cruising in the air to approach the fleet, preparing to forcibly land on the deck and disrupt the former's actions.

The low-level evil cults that were mutated by absorbing the blood mist also showed their abilities at this time, their tentacles swayed, flying high into the air on the wind, and their torsos flickered with light and shadow when they swept through the wind and rain, and they actually became transparent, and finally disappeared into the night.

(End of chapter)