Chapter 1726 A Bright Spot

My knife can only cut off vines as thick as my fingers, but I can’t do anything with vines as thick as my wrist.

This also directly led to the fact that five minutes later, the vines I faced were all about the thickness of my wrist, or even thicker.

Faced with this situation, I feel quite headache.

Under the blessing of the earthy yellow light, the cutting is continuous. No matter how hard I try, it will not help. Unless I try to cut with the sword, but I am still far away from the tree man's body, and the sword cannot be affected at all. If its true body cannot harm the deity, what's the use of cutting off more vines?

distressed

Wandering surrounded by layers of vines feels like a mouse swimming among snakes, both thrilling and exciting.

Anyone who is not careful may risk their life here. In order to survive, they can only be faster and more alert. This is an instinct, the instinct of survival.

I am weak enough to be forced out of my survival instinct by a tree man.

I think back then, when I was at level eight, I could challenge level nine ghost-faced spiders single-handedly, and even chase them through tunnels to kill them.

That past event is like a medal of glory, engraved in my memory.

It's a pity that time flies by. In fact, it didn't last that long, it's just that the enemies we encountered were different.

Now that I am at level 10, I am trapped by a level 11 treant, which is really sad.

After all, physical strength is limited.

Even if you are as strong as Achilles, you will eventually run out of strength.

Not to mention me.

Waves of fatigue washed over my body like a tidal wave.

I can clearly feel that my movements have slowed down.

I could have easily slipped through the vines, but now I could barely avoid being caught by them.

At the same time, I could cut through its stems and leaves with every knife, but due to the lack of strength in my arms, it was difficult for me to injure it at all.

I was wheezing and panting, trying my best to shuttle among the vines to survive, but in the end I was unable to survive and was tied up by a sudden vine.

Then, in less than a breath, my whole body was wrapped in layers of vines, like a rice dumpling.

Finished bird.

That was the first thought that ran through my mind.

Then, I said in despair: It's over, it's going to turn into tree man excrement. This is the outcome I least want to see.

"Don't worry," Odachi comforted me at the side: "You won't turn into feces so easily. With your self-healing power, you can survive in the tree man's belly for at least a week."

"Furthermore," Odachi chuckled and said, "You will never see the day when you turn into tree manure."

"Ah?" I felt happy, holding on to my remaining hope, and subconsciously asked, "Do you have a way to help me escape?"

"No," Odachi said, "It seems you didn't understand what I meant. I mean, the reason why you can't see the day when you turn into shit is because you died before you turned into shit."

I used the last bit of my strength to glare at the Odachi.

"Evil Light Slash."

An imperceptible voice sounded.

A surging force of transformation is rapidly gathering.

The next second, a white light flashed.

I heard several branches snapping.

The tree man's vines trembled violently, and the strength of the binding became weaker.

Being able to breathe freely, I first took a deep breath, then looked around, trying to find a way to escape from this cage of vines.

However, there were too many vines and it was impossible to escape.

At this moment, another voice sounded, a female voice, very nice and clear.

"Thunder."

Suddenly, a dazzling white light came down from the slightly dim ceiling, and at the same time, an explosion rang in my ears, which made my ears buzz and the hairs on my body stand on end.

After the explosion, the vines that tied me began to tremble, like the hands of an ancient old man standing in the cold wind.

After trembling for about three or four minutes, the vines suddenly let go, and I fell all the way down the leak, and fell flat again.

Due to my weakness, I couldn't stand up for a while, so I had to roll on the spot holding the Odachi, rolling to the side of the rock, and quietly observing the situation on the field.

The blindfolded elf adventurer was still in a chopping posture, but had not yet had time to withdraw his attack.

Three meters away from him, a tall female elf, holding a staff as long as an arm, stared at the tree man.

About ten meters away from the two people, the tree man was glaring at the man and the woman with an angry look on his face.

It has sharp fangs and looks ferocious, but what is funny is that the new vines on its crown have now become scorched black, and wisps of black smoke are rising.

In addition, I also saw a few small flames that had not been extinguished in certain locations.

Really furious.

But the female elf doesn't care whether you are angry or not, just listen to her singing again, her voice is gentle and echoing ethereally. At the same time, a crackling electric ball quickly condenses on the head of the magic wand.

As the electric ball grew bigger and bigger, the tree man felt the threat more and more clearly. It twitched its roots and moved quickly, hoping to take advantage of the situation to launch an attack on the female elf.

"Ignore me?" the blindfolded elf murmured. At the same time, the tip of the sword rushed down, then he raised it slightly and said in a deep voice: "Ice Blade Wave Sword."

Clusters of ice blades snaked forward like snakes, heading straight for the tree man.

The tree man was on guard for a long time. Dozens of vines burst out at the same time, colliding with the winding ice blade.

For a moment, broken ice spikes and broken vines fell to the ground. When the power of the ice blade and wave sword was completely neutralized, only four of the dozen vines were still intact.

What a powerful ice blade attack!

I sighed secretly.

The damage of the ice spike attack is considerable, but more importantly, it is its strategic significance - it can slow down the opponent's movement speed and gain more time to attack.

After eating the Ice Blade Wave Sword, the four intact vines were retracted by the tree man at an obviously slow speed. Then, dozens more vines rose up and started to kill the blindfolded elves and female elves.

In my opinion, I can't count on the Ice Blade Wave Sword. After all, there are too many vines, and at most a quarter of them can be frozen.

In this case, how will he face this intensive attack?

While I was thinking, a crisp gunshot broke my train of thought.

Looking up, I saw a male elf wearing a Western cowboy hat, striding straight towards the tree man.

White skin, angular face, eyes as bright as a hawk, high bridge of nose, thin and tightly closed lips, these nearly perfect organs are put together to form the handsome and extraordinary face in front of you. .

The black lining shirt, lavender trousers, and a fluttering brown-red satin robe, as well as the corners of the clothes fluttering in the wind, all set off his chic and unrestrained style.

And the new revolver in his hand made my eyes shine even more.