Chapter 1819 Angry Man-Eating Tree
The priest finished the treatment with a confused look on his face. He looked at my legs suspiciously and then continued staring at the wand in his hand.
The blindfolded elf squatted down and checked my right leg. After making sure that the muscles and bones were healed, he turned to the priest and said, "Thank you very much."
The dazed priest came to his senses, responded perfunctorily, and then continued in his daze.
"Are there any questions?" The blindfolded elf asked doubtfully, "If there are any, you might as well tell them."
"Huh? Oh no, no, I'm just a little surprised. When did the healing technique become so powerful?"
The blindfolded elf smiled and said: "Your healing skills have always been very powerful, I know it personally."
"No, something's still not right," the pastor murmured, shaking his head.
"Stop doubting yourself," the blindfolded elf said, "You have to believe in yourself. Maybe you have unintentionally understood the true meaning of the healing technique and taken it to the next level, but you haven't noticed it yet."
The pastor pondered for a long time, nodded slowly, and said, "Maybe."
Listening to the conversation between the two, I felt a little funny and even more grateful.
Fortunately, the blindfolded elf admired the elf priest's healing skills, and fortunately the elf priest was overconfident in his own strength. Otherwise, my body's self-healing ability would have been exposed.
My leg injury had just recovered, but I couldn't sit still anymore. I grabbed Xi Lan's demon knife and headed straight for the elite man-eating tree.
The blindfolded elf did not stop me, but put the dagger back into its scabbard, folded his arms, and leaned on one side of the rock wall, quietly observing the battle with his so-called inner eye.
The giant sword elf is chopping down the wooden thorns stabbed by the elf tree spirit. The roaming gunner has a cold expression on his face, holding a revolver in each hand. While avoiding the wooden thorns that keep emerging, he tilts the magic bullet towards the cannibal. on the trunk of the tree.
The thick trunk of the tree crackled with bullets, sawdust flew everywhere, and a piece of bark the size of a washbasin was quickly shattered. However, the main trunk of the man-eating tree was too thick, and it had reached an exaggerated level. If it were just a piece of bark, , unable to cause substantial damage to the man-eating tree.
However, this round of bullet shooting is not completely useless. The ice attribute magic and light attribute magic contained in it can affect the movement of the man-eating tree and slow down its attack speed.
However, even so, it is still a bit far-fetched for them to fight against an elite man-eating tree.
As for my joining, I can only protect myself and practice my sword skills while protecting myself. At most, I can try to mobilize the killing intent to see if I can control it freely, that's all.
It is too difficult for me to reverse the situation of the war. In the face of this level of battle, I can only act as a strong soy sauce party.
Just when the two were in a stalemate, a strong and familiar figure broke into the battle formation. It was the female elf holding the knight's sword before.
As soon as she entered the battle formation, the female elf showed off her powerful skills. She twisted her waist, gathered some strength, and then her eyes shot out. She picked up the giant sword, turned around and slashed three times in a row. .
In an instant, three crescent-shaped arcs of white light, purple light, and yellow light came out one after another, heading towards the elite man-eating tree at the speed of the tide.
The outermost white light was the first to be hindered by the wooden thorns. After cutting off four wooden thorns in succession, the white light disappeared.
Purple light is different from white light. It seems to have magical properties. After touching the wooden thorn, it turns into a purple current and wraps around the surface of the wooden thorn. At first glance, the surface of the wooden thorn seems to be covered with purple snakes.
The yellow light that followed was similar to the purple light. It also had magical properties and was also an electric current. But what was different from the purple electric current was that the moment the yellow electric current came into contact with the purple electric current, it was like a time bomb that had expired. With several snaps, the three wooden thorns were blown into pieces one after another.
Seven wooden thorns were eliminated in one go. This woman is so amazing!
I was once again so amazed by her moves that I forgot to resist for a moment, and ended up being pierced through a hole by the wooden thorn again. But luckily this time, it didn't puncture my body, but only tore one of my trouser legs. .
It doesn't hurt, it's just unsightly.
Don’t look at some anime and manga, where characters with missing trouser legs or short sleeves often appear, and were once used as synonyms for coolness, handsomeness, and free and easy. In reality, if you try it, no matter whether it is missing sleeves or short trouser legs, you will look good. You look very twisted, and no one will compliment you on the beautiful clothes and pants when walking on the street. Those who are handsome are fine, at least their handsome faces are eye-catching. If they are the kind that are too horrible to look at, then wear a set with missing sleeves and trouser legs. Clothes are considered minor if they are not grabbed and beaten by passers-by - they affect the appearance of the city.
With the addition of female warriors, the elite man-eating tree finally felt the pressure.
The female warrior's moves are fancy, and her attack range is quite wide. It is especially effective against wood thorns in a small area. Almost every attack can cut off three or four wood thorns.
Because of the addition of the female warrior, the roaming gunner no longer had to stare at the tree trunk to attack, and instead launched a counterattack against the wooden thorns attacking him.
He also has a variety of attack methods, sometimes shooting and sometimes kicking.
The Wandering Gunner's kicks are no joke at first glance. He lifts his calf back and charges up. During the process of accumulating power, there is a strong force of degeneration attached to it. When he kicks it down, it is comparable to being possessed. The bullet of explosive magic broke the wooden thorn in an instant.
The wooden thorn had just been kicked off, and three new ones popped up over there. The roaming gunman was unhurried, lowered his body, put his hands on the ground, and performed a roundhouse kick in an inverted posture.
There were three crisp sounds, and the three wooden thorns were kicked around, although they were not broken.
The giant sword elf got rid of the siege of the wooden thorns and finally breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced towards me. I happened to look at him and grinned at him, but he did not respond. Instead, he immediately turned away his face and strode forward. Run towards the elite man-eating tree itself.
When he was still four or five meters away from the man-eating tree, he suddenly jumped up high, just in time to avoid a row of wooden thorns that suddenly appeared. He adjusted his body slightly in mid-air, and then put the knife in front and the body behind. Smashed it down.
With this leap out of thin air, he not only jumped high, but also jumped far. Coupled with the length of the giant sword, he happened to hit one of the main poles of the man-eating tree.
With a few crisp sounds, the main rod was cut off by his sword.
This blow directly reduced one-fifth of the wooden thorns.
The man-eating tree bared its teeth in pain, and the big mouth on its body let out bursts of roars, like an angry bear.
The angry elite man-eating tree swung one of the main poles, aimed it at the giant sword elf, and smashed it. With such momentum and power, once it was hit, it would cause serious injuries even if it was not dead!
However, the giant sword elf was unafraid. He raised his giant sword and made a blocking gesture, intending to use the giant sword and his flesh and blood to withstand the blow.