167 Black Weird Tentacles......
Su Lin looked at it fixedly.
At first glance he recognized it.
It's so familiar, and it's rare for plants to look like this.
Moreover, it is not only coarse and terrifying, but also very hard.
The dragon is alive and vibrant, just like a living python.
"Spirit Eater Grass!"
Gu Li also recognized this thing for the first time.
The strange plant that appeared on the roofs of residential buildings before.
Although Su Lin was a little startled when he first came out, after thinking about it, it was not a strange thing for this kind of thing to appear here.
The Soul Devouring Grass is a creature that likes dark environments and elements, and the Eternal Cemetery just fits its habits.
It's just all this......
It did happen a little too suddenly.
Countless black vines, at the same moment, burst out from under the dirt.
Most of the young investigators have never experienced such a big scene at all.
So when the Spirit Devouring Grass broke through the soil one after another, they actually subconsciously forgot to resist for a while.
Their first reaction was not to draw their automatic rifles and shoot them violently, but to quickly turn around and run quickly behind them.
And at the same time they screamed in terror, and scattered like a flock of frightened rabbits.
The remaining small group of investigators bravely picked up the weapons in their hands and began to fight back against the Soul Devouring Grass that kept popping up from the front.
And among them, the most comfortable is naturally Su Lone.
Because he had the experience of fighting with the Spirit Devouring Grass, Su Lin was still relatively experienced when facing this large group of monsters.
Plus......
The words of the system are also constantly bubbling out.
[A thick Soul Eater grass is moving at the bottom left of you, if nothing else, you are its next favorite......]
[Watch your left heel!] 】
[If you don't want to be dragged down by these disgusting black tentacle-like monsters......]
……
That's where the prompt text comes into play.
With the reminder of the text, Su Lin could basically accurately predict which vine would be in which direction and suddenly kill.
Want to steal my ass?
Impossible, impossible in this life......
Not only will they not be able to steal Su Lone's ass, but they will also be stolen back.
Tutu Tu –
After the bullets from the two shuttle magazines were empty, Su Lin decisively took out the [Wuming Knife].
While passing through the clusters of black vines quickly.
When the knife fell, the black rattans that broke one by one continued to fall on the ground behind Su Lian.
[Ding!] ]
[You killed the player Lv2 Black Phantom!] ]
[You've gained a lot of XP!] ]
[Ding!] ]
[You killed the player lv3 Long live the rainbow!] ]
[You've gained a lot of XP!] ]
[Ding!] ]
[You kill ......]
……
Listening to the kill prompt, Su Lian's face gradually sank.
These Spirit Devouring Grasses don't seem to be ordinary.
It's not like those zombie Deadpool groups that can be seen everywhere, these black monsters actually have names.
They are all players of the plant family.
Every time you kill one, you'll get a huge experience reward and a large bounty.
It's a pity that the level of these Spirit Devouring Grasses is still too low compared to the one I encountered on the roof of the building before.
Therefore, the refreshing feeling of killing is naturally not as high as the one I met on the rooftop before.
So, it didn't take long for the cemetery to be filled with countless pieces of black rattan debris, large and small.
The severed limbs struggled and wriggled on the ground like reptiles for a few moments, and then they were completely lifeless and no longer bouncing.
Cut, that's just it......
Su Lin thought so, and casually shook the [Wuming Knife] in his hand.
After killing several plant players in a row, its blade gradually coalesced.
The fine black spirit crystals gradually combined into a new sword body, showing a dark purple light.
Wisps of black energy flowed as they wrapped around and flowed into a black gem at the sword grid.
This gem already contained the power of the necromantic wolf Fenrir, and after absorbing the energy from the cemetery and the devouring grass, it seemed to be a little darker and purer.
But soon Su Lin found out that this didn't seem to be of any use.
Because although the sword body has become longer, the number of Spirit Devouring Grass has not decreased at all.
On the contrary, as the rain became heavier and heavier, the black mist became thicker and thicker.
And the growth rate of the Spirit Devouring Grass is getting faster and faster.
This made Su Lin completely unable to tell whether these ghost things grew directly from the scene, or whether they had already existed under the soil.
Anyway......
It's really impossible to kill.
Gradually.
Su Lin could hear it, and the wails around him became more and more frequent, one after another.
[So many times, for a man, durability may be more important than strength and speed......]
[Your physical strength has been exhausted, no matter how strong you are, it is a fake ......]
……
"Exhausted?"
"Non-existent ......"
Su Lin smiled crookedly, and before the next prompt text could roll out, he took out a blue can from his backpack.
- Fat House Happy Water!
There is nothing in this world that cannot be solved by a can of fat house happy water.
If anything, then two cans are fine.
Skill - [Will of the Fat House], activate!
For Brother Lonely, the fat house happy water is the top nourishment of the top stick.
It's very moist!
After a ton of happy water was finished, Su Lin felt that he was full of strength again.
But what followed was the increasing pressure on the battlefield for some reason......
Because although the low-grade Spirit Devouring Grass was very weak, it could not withstand their fast growth rate.
An investigator can single-handedly pick up ten low-level Soul Eater grasses, but what if there are ten more?
That's pretty overwhelming.
Therefore, the speed at which the investigators fell was far from keeping up with the speed at which the Spirit Devouring Grass was growing.
When the fierce battle lasted almost twenty minutes.
All the members of the fifth group were forced back to the entrance of the corner where the group had rushed in.
But this time, they had no way to retreat.
Because the [Forbidden Realm] has blocked their retreat.
"Captain, we're out of ammunition!"
"My knife...... It's broken! ”
"Help, the Weaver Girl's relief supplies are still being transmitted!"
“……”
In times of emergency.
Everything is a mess.
……