Chapter 846: Battle of the Deep (1st Update!)

What should the war of tree people be like?

Yi Xia didn't have a very clear concept of this.

He had experienced a lot of extraordinary wars and witnessed the fighting of countless creatures.

Their forms were very different.

And now, he was watching two kinds of exotic life born from the same root, fighting on the body of the world tree that created everything for them:

The ancient tree that no longer exuded calmness and gentleness was "intimately" entangled with the fungi of the same huge size.

It was a common and unnoticeable fight and struggle in the plant world.

It often takes at least several months or even years.

Even when "the chess chess is matched", it will last for a longer time than ordinary things.

Perhaps for those lives that are not "spiritual" enough, the restricted life form makes it difficult for them to understand compromise.

That is the "stubbornness" given to them by nature...

Now under the different life characteristics, this tragic process can be accelerated and transformed to a sufficiently rapid posture.

There was no blood and flesh flying everywhere, or the horrible appearance of broken limbs and debris when flesh and blood creatures fought.

However, the wildest and most violent evolution of life caused by war still allowed Yi Xia, a stranger, to feel a familiar breath of war from the wriggling and intertwined forest below.

For beings with less keen vision, the trend of the war can also be seen from the color changes with distinct characteristics.

The resurrected tree people and those deep species have a striking enough difference in painting style.

Yi Xia's eyes, surrounded by endless flames, swept across the huge figures in fierce battle.

The scene was too chaotic, and he was looking for a relatively suitable entry point.

And at this moment, Yi Xia's eyes suddenly condensed.

On the intricate and colorful battlefield, a huge deep life completely killed a majestic tree man.

It stood on the completely fallen corpse of the other party, and let out its low and fierce roar towards the battlefield.

Different from the dark style of the deep life, it presents dangerous and colorful colors.

Although under the more vivid style of the resurrected tree man, such colorful colors seem quite dark.

But at the same time, it also brings another kind of repressive and taboo danger.

This seems to be a huge fungus-like life...

Yi Xia automatically ignored its tough surface that broke into countless spider web marks when it stepped on the rock and more inharmonious details.

Let's not talk about whether it has enough energy.

Just like the scales of the mirror carp that make many people physically uncomfortable, as long as they are cut off, it is still a popular delicacy...

So the great witch who was originally preparing to wave the witch flag towards this foreign land, temporarily slowed down his attack rhythm.

The great witch felt that he had found a high-quality mushroom...

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"Roar!"

The distinctive dangerous roar of the deep killer-the resurrected enemy-Stanqila once again became the most dangerous sound dominating this battlefield.

Under the tangled shade of the trees, countless "tiny" figures who were fighting changed their faces after hearing this nightmare-like voice.

Even in such a scorching and tragic war, Stanqila's roar can still bring such a real and fierce sense of fear.

It is the most powerful slaughterer in the Deep Tribe and an undoubted war meat grinder.

In the past years of war, the number of revived treemen and derivative subspecies killed by Stanqila is enough to form a former regional tribe.

Even for many derivative subspecies whose tolerance for war has increased, this is an unimaginable horror scene.

Compared with the more peaceful revived treeman area due to the existence of the Sun.

The Deep Land, which has lost its light and is always shrouded in a gloom, is inevitably intertwined with more dark concepts of living beings.

And it is not surprising that such an alien was born among hundreds of millions of individuals.

"That guy... killed the strong guard tree chief!"

Some subspecies saw the fallen magnificent ancient tree through the creeping danger above their heads.

Another guard who had guarded a certain jungle for thousands of years returned to the embrace of the tree father...

So, this brought more panic and anxiety.

They did not have the tough and sturdy body of the tree man, and their weak flesh and blood could only wield weak weapons.

Just like the creeping shade above their heads that looked "slow" and "soft".

It was a scorching fight between two magnificent giants.

It seemed to have lost some strength, and it did not have the strength that a life of this level should have.

But any subspecies that was not on the battlefield for the first time knew that there was enough danger to be crushed to pieces.

That was not a battle they could join and influence...

All they could do was to attack the related subspecies of the other side.

Just like the entanglement of roots and vines, the strangulation of branches and meridians.

The layers were clear and orderly.

Even in the chaotic and dangerous Deep Region, everything has a seemingly disordered thread running through it.

After hearing Stanchira's roar, the morale of the subspecies on the opposite side suddenly soared.

They screamed and launched a chaotic but intensive charge, as if they didn't care about the opponent's counterattack at all.

They had reason to believe that the powerful Stanchira's victory roar would be a declaration of their victory.

At least, they didn't have to worry about the shadows above their heads stopping their wriggling in the next moment.

Then, the magnificent torso of the invincible flesh and blood swung the whip of destruction at them...

And the next moment, the two groups that were already fighting closely together once again intertwined with a higher density.

In an instant, countless lives passed away.

War is the most ruthless trampling on the value of life and the depth of civilization...

And at this moment, "the day dawned"...

The later spore poet-Illumi Zhongte recorded the epic scene of all his fortunate experiences:

"At that time, I followed my comrades and fought with the fierce deep monsters... Until now, I am still grateful for the skills my ancestors gave me-it allowed me to dodge the attack of the vicious monster and let me keep my weapon in the other's body forever..."

"That was the end of the 175-year Deep War. I even had time to retrieve my weapon. The bigger movement from above temporarily stopped the war."

"The sky is burning...It is a light different from the warmth of the sun. It is like a flame born from the destruction of the world..."

"At that moment, I thought it was the guidance of the tree father-it missed all its descendants in eternal sleep..."

"And the next moment, I witnessed greatness with my mortal body..."