The vast amount of spiritual power was released into the atmosphere, manifesting as a thick mist, which instantly filled the field of vision of all living beings present.

The fog blocked their vision, making it impossible for them to see each other.

The dryad was about to explode at this time, although he didn't care about the life or death of his companion at all, but it was the first time in his life that he was tricked into this.

The murderous intent towards the human beings lurking somewhere in the room, as well as the sincere heart that was vainly trying to dedicate to the "Flower Emperor", were now replaced by a sense of grievance from the heart.

Kill him! Kill the "spiritual power source" that caused the current situation!

He roared inwardly.

If anger and murderous intent could also manifest as spiritual power, I am afraid that the church hall at this time would already be full of lightning and thunder and storms.

Suddenly, the dryad caught a glimpse of an irregularly shaped human body.

He instantly figured out what was going on, and said with a sneer:

"I see, does it change the tortuosity of light?"

"Is it a human who has awakened his abilities?" New branches pulled from his body, dispelling the fog around him, "Or, with the help of some inferior miracle creation?" ”

"Whatever it is," he said to the exposed prey, "your fate is a foregone conclusion, and you will die here!" ”

The vines that made up his body spread out in an instant, transforming into a bloody mouth, enveloping the target who did not dare to move in it, along with the altar he had destroyed.

Then, countless sharp wooden thorns and thorns grew from the inside of the giant mouth—if any life were trapped inside, it would definitely be severely damaged, become a blur of flesh and blood, and even turn directly into a puddle of flesh and mud, turning into nutrients for tree spirits.

However, when the mouth was reopened, nothing but rags floated out of it, and no flesh or bones were visible.

The dryad was also a little confused, he didn't feel the slightest feeling of fullness and satisfaction.

It's just a ball of air.

The abundant spiritual power in the atmosphere can still be considered as a supply...... But, what about the human?

For a moment of his astonishment, several thin strings of silver-blue light suddenly burst out of the ruins of the altar in front of him, which impatiently attached to his body, wrapped around his body, and hung down from the branches that grew beside him.

"You just used this trick to clean up my unsuccessful compatriots, right?"

"Hmph, human monster hunters?" The dryant furrowed a false eyebrow, wondering if he had stepped into the trap of some "Village Guardian", "I wish you could remember that with this physical means-"

His body swelled several times suddenly, and he broke free from the thin rope that bound him.

"—but it won't kill us." Through the mist, he intuitively looked at the "remains" of his companions, "Only demon beasts can destroy demon beasts." ”

"Humans are just a bunch of latecomers!"

Speaking words that sounded powerful and threatening, the dryad showed nothing more than desperately waving a rattan in the mist.

He was completely unaware that the human who had abandoned part of the "Moonlight Veil" and escaped his deadly attack had now followed the sudden arrival of the helper, lying on the ground and crawling forward, and would soon reach the door of the hall.

Fang Nuo, who steered things to such a situation, reveled in the "fact" that "he can also let go of the fog like the elders".

Even if the forces that caused this phenomenon do not belong to them, even if all this is only temporary, but ......

"I can perform such a 'grandiose' miracle."

The fledgling little beast was touched by this.

"One day, I will rely on my own strength to create such a sea of fog that is even wider than it is now!"

"Not good." He came back to his senses, "The dryad seems to have broken free...... He didn't have the same amount of fun to deal with as he had just now. ”

I still seem to have heard him say, "The dryad is not so easy to die"? Fang Nuo pondered in his heart for a moment, recalling the scene when he saw Xiong Zhen kill the "Flower Emperor Messenger" in seconds.

Is there any essential difference between the spiritual power manipulated by demon beasts and the spiritual power manipulated by "capable people" in human beings, as well as the spiritual power invoked through "miracle creations"?

The answer is "no", and needless to say, they are all spiritual powers.

Demon beasts rely on their ability to use spiritual power to determine their hierarchical status among each other, and they use it to fight, hunt, and promote their own personality.

It is said that the human world is not as bloody and cruel as the monster world, and they will also use spiritual power to improve their status in human society, to extend their lifespan, and to strengthen their physique...... But they are rarely used to "kill".

Because there is no need.

"Respect the differences between different races." Fang Nuo shook his head slightly, dispelling the irrelevant thoughts that filled his mind, "It seems that their family has their own set of life-saving methods, and if the power is not enough, it will not be able to completely take their lives." ”

At that time, Xiong Zhen also made such a "feat" with the help of the power of the "Beast King's Relic", and thus offended a certain "will" or "power" hidden in the dark forest......

No, it was a point of view that had been summed up with reference to the Dryads' opinions at that time, and Fang Nuo's mind suddenly became clear, and he realized his wrong thoughts in the past.

After all, wasn't Xiong Zhen's death because of the forest greenstone he picked?

What does it have to do with witches, the "Flower Emperor" that the dryads believe, and the dark forest itself?

At most, there was very little connection with the bear's own luck, he thought with some unhappiness.

He almost took credit for his own possessions on something else unknown...... He let out a light breath, and his heart paid more attention to the stone around his neck.

"Six-six!" A hand reached out from behind him, grabbed his body in an instant, and rolled him to the side.

Immediately afterward, in his originally stunned position, a "rattan whip" formed by the intertwining and entanglement of many vines smashed down on his head, and the force used was so great that it even left a deep ravine on the floor of the hall.

The floor tiles were also swept away by this force, thrown into the air, and scattered into countless pieces.

"It's dangerous...... "The human let the remnants of the moonlight yarn hang on his shoulder, holding the frightened snow-white hair ball in one hand and covering his mouth with the other.

Fang Nuo kicked his legs in the young man's arms a few times, and then saw the other party hurriedly lying on the ground, crawling towards the door at a very fast speed.

"Is it there?" Across the thick fog, the angry roar of the dryads was heard.

For Fang Nuo and Noka, the "brothers and sisters of different races", one of them could not understand what the enemy was shouting, and the other did not know the personhood of the other party, and they still called each other "that dryad" in their hearts.

Wondering why a "dryad" would show such power, he had no choice but to come up with the "final countermeasure" he had thought of before he came.

"In that case, I had to do it."

He used the human body as a cover and camouflage, and quietly mobilized the part of the spiritual power in the atmosphere that he could manipulate, and through the dense fog, he made them quickly condense without being easily detected by the opponent.

He imagined an image of a certain being in his mind, and let his spiritual power change according to his heart.

At this moment, the mist created to help humans escape turned into a large screen, and the spiritual power that manifested itself was under Fang Nuo's control, projecting its own shadow on it.

With his view obscured by the massive human body, Fang Nuo was not very confident in his plans.

In his heart, he hoped that it would succeed.

With apprehension, he kept perceiving the spiritual power around him, as well as the emotions that permeated the atmosphere and belonged to other living beings.

"Bang Dong", "Bang Dong"...... He heard a powerful beat, like the heartbeat of a creature he wasn't familiar with.

Then, like the sound of water dripping onto the ground, came from the other side of the mist.

It was quiet, and he could hear the ever-rapid breathing of humans.

Others were warm and squirted onto his erected ears, and the human clothes were undulating, soaked with sweat and twisting against his fur.

After a few more moments, Fang Nuo finally couldn't hold back the sweat dripping onto his hair and skin.

He raised his paw and pushed the human's face next to his head, hoping that the other party would let go of him and move away from him as soon as possible.

"Six-six?"

It's okay, he'd love to tell humans that.

It's a pity that in front of the other party, it's better to play a "pet" who can't speak.

The dryad is gone, so look around.

Fang Nuo flashed his claws, forcing the other party to let go of his hand and let himself land on all fours.

He watched as the human stood up, his eyes a little confused, and he saw that the enemy was no longer visible in the foggy church hall.

Before the humans could react to the change in circumstances, Fang Nuo stepped on his body and climbed onto his shoulder in a few steps.

Condescendingly, his perception seems to have improved, but he is well aware that this is just a psychological effect.

There was indeed no such thing as the dryad's aura around, and Fang Nuo nodded in satisfaction.

At that time, he did succeed in simulating the shadow of the witch, making the dryad think that there was another "capable man", or a well-known "monster hunter" in the mountains.

With the help of the witch's might, he successfully scared the dryad away.

Is this what I heard the elders say in the family class before, "the fox is fake and the tiger is mighty"?

The mood is a little complicated, and it feels good to bully other life forms with power, and this is indeed an idea that he came up with, and he has not lost the style of Huang Xian because of this.

But after thinking about it, from the very beginning when I learned that "there are other demon beasts ambushing inside the church school", I thought about using the power of that "evil fate"......

Fang Nuo lowered his head slightly, his understanding of his "low strength" was extremely clear.

If I could, I'd like to chop down the two dryads that appeared in this hall into firewood.

When he decided to come to the church school, he did so with murderous intent.

All the human beings who obstruct him from "giving back" and "sending news from the bottom of the runway without fear of hardships" are worthless in his eyes, and their lives and deaths have nothing to do with the principles and character they adhere to.

If you can "kill them" yourself, why not?

"Controlling spiritual power and performing miracles like 'creating a sea of fog' is only the first step."

Unconsciously, his claws snagged the human's clothes on his shoulders.

I have ideas, I have "beliefs", the only problem is that for the time being, I lack the strength to match these characteristics.

He longs to be strong, and it is better to have a power of his own, rather than relying on the power of the Beastmaster's relics like Xiong Zhen.

He longs to be independent and self-reliant, and this is also the path that every demon beast must take.

Family, relatives, unity...... These are all concepts that the Yellow Immortal clan has instilled into the hearts of juniors in order to inherit them, but they have a collective desire to "become an immortal beast", in fact, each of them knows very well in their hearts-

If you want to become a strong person and be promoted, you will inevitably become lonely.

All the relatives who once knew but fell behind will gradually disappear on this road.

It's best to get rid of the idea of relying on other things before you get used to it.