Chapter 231 What Do You Think of Humans?

The deacon was ready to take action. Even though the others were worried, they could do nothing.

In a cult, the superior controls everything.

However, the arrogant deacon did not realize that while he was staring at Mu Lin maliciously, the red poppy flowers were also staring at them.

Lycoris radiata!

Mu Lin was not walking in the dead woods all the time.

He sowed many seeds of the red spider lily and planted them on the strange dead wood.

Although the dead wood was full of the breath of death, it could suppress the mana and blood of the Qigong practitioner and make everything go to death.

But Lycoris radiata is the flower of death. It can feed on life and lure people to death, and it can also absorb death and make itself grow quickly.

When planting Lycoris radiata, Mu Lin originally only wanted to leave some marks so that he could walk out of this ghost wall.

What he didn't expect was that he had an unexpected harvest.

"Sacrifice, Lord of Desolation... The disaster here is not a strange place formed by nature, but a man-made one?"

Such a thing was beyond Mu Lin's expectations, and it also made him full of murderous intent.

Looking at the corpses hanging on the trees, especially when he found the corpses here, and the children under ten years old, Mu Lin's murderous intent in his heart was unstoppable.

"What do you think of humans!"

As a human dignity, seeing the aliens slaughtering humans like cattle and sheep, Mu Lin was extremely angry, which made him want to take action.

And when he was sure that these people saw him, not only did not want to escape, but were ready to attack him, Mu Lin even gave them the death penalty in his heart.

"You have already got the way to die!"

"Kill!"

After the decision was made, Mu Lin had no more scruples, and did not wait for the cultists to make a move.

He was resolute and took the lead in issuing the order to attack.

"Crack..."

After the order was issued, Mu Lin's ghost soldiers and ghost messengers no longer just shuttled through the dead wood forest, but swung their knives to chop the surrounding trees.

This behavior immediately made the cultists who thought they were following Mu Lin and his men sneer.

"Foolish, our sacred tree cannot be hurt by ordinary things..."

"Cry!"

The dead wood is weird and has a strong ability to suppress and curse. Ordinary swords and knives will not only not hurt the dead wood, but the knife holder will be injured and die.

Even the sword will be corrupted by the weird power of the dead wood.

However, the dead wood is dangerous and weird, and Mu Lin's ghost soldiers and ghost messengers are not weak.

They are recognized by the will of humanity. They are a kind of underworld, and they have special attacks on evil things such as demons and monsters.

As we all know, restraint is more important than heaven, and special attacks are more powerful than gods.

The super restraint ability made the ghost soldiers and ghosts chop down with a knife, and the dead tree was immediately cut.

Such a scene was beyond the expectations of the cultist, and it made him extremely heartbroken.

"Asshole, you actually cut our sacred tree, you all have to die!"

The extremely angry cultists did not have any respect for the sacred tree, but it was their mission to cultivate dead trees. If Mu Lin cut a tree, they would have to work for a long time to save it. In this case, they were naturally angry.

However, while being angry, these people still had no fear of Mu Lin.

They did not think that Mu Lin would win, and they always thought that Mu Lin was just a scabby problem.

The hesitation just now was just because they didn't want to offend those aristocratic families.

Thinking this way is not entirely arrogant, but they have confidence in this dead wood forest.

The fact... is indeed so.

"Woo woo woo..."

Mu Lin's active attack was like poking a hornet's nest. The chopped trees immediately flowed with red blood, dyeing the trees red.

At the same time, countless overlapping evil ghost faces appeared on the trunks of the trees and screamed desperately.

"Cry!!!"

The piercing and sharp screams made people upset and dizzy.

What's more frightening is that this scream is not only from the chopped trees, but also from the surrounding trees.

Hundreds of dead wood faces screamed together, turning this place into a demon cave.

The layers of wailing sounds can make people completely crazy.

At this moment, Lin Qi and the fox Bai Zhi, who were guarded in the center by the ghost soldiers and ghost messengers, felt extremely uncomfortable.

The endless wailing devil's voice filled their ears, making their faces extremely distorted and pale.

Outside the dead wood forest, Hua Xingyu, who had not entered the dead wood forest because no relatives or friends were trapped in it, also changed his face at this time.

Even though the distance was far, the noisy devil's voice still made him upset, and his soul was affected, which made his magic power unstable.

Upon noticing this scene, Hua Xingyu, whose face changed in shock, immediately fled to the distance, and they did not stop until they retreated a thousand meters away.

When the influence of the devil's voice weakened, they looked at the dead wood forest with worry.

After all, they were not enemies. In this dangerous place, as human conscience, they did not want Mu Lin and others to fall into danger.

"Brother Hua, do you think Brother Mu can win?"

"It's hard... it's impossible to destroy the Deadwood Forest. It's too dangerous here."

Hua Xingyu shuddered fiercely as he said this. Obviously, his previous experience had left him with a great shadow on this Deadwood Forest.

However, although he didn't think Mu Lin could destroy the Deadwood Forest, Hua Xingyu still had confidence in whether he could escape.

"However, although it's impossible to destroy it, Mu Lin is very strong. If he wants to escape, no one should be able to stop him."

After some reasoning, Hua Xingyu felt that Mu Lin had a great chance of escaping since he and others could escape.

However, he thought so, but the deacon and others who were alarmed by the changes in the Deadwood Forest did not think so.

"We didn't pay attention to those rats before, and we didn't completely activate the Deadwood Forest, so they were lucky enough to escape. Now, your stupid behavior has completely angered the Holy Tree. This time, none of you can escape!"

The vicious deacon wanted to see Mu Lin and others panic and run away in a panic.

But soon, his expression changed.

The thousands of overlapping noisy demonic sounds emitted by the dead tree were indeed extremely terrifying. Even the cultists could not stand it and could only watch from afar.

But such demonic sounds seemed to have no effect on Mu Lin's ghost soldiers and ghost messengers.

"This is impossible!"

He didn't want to believe it, but the next scene made him believe it even if he didn't want to believe it.

In the thousands of noisy demonic sounds, Mu Lin's hundreds of ghost soldiers were completely unaffected. They waved long swords, broadswords, and spears, and turned into lumberjacks at this time, chopping at the dead trees.

"Crack!" "Crack!" "Crack!"

As the long swords chopped, one dead tree after another was chopped down.

And the more than a hundred ghost messengers were not much behind. Although they did not wave long swords, they waved the soul-binding chains in their hands, like long whips, and whipped the dead tree trunk and the twisted big face!

"Snap!"

"Cry!!!"

The full-strength whipping made the big face on the dead tree wail again.

But this time, even though the distance was far, the deacon in the cult could feel it. At this moment, the wail on the dead tree was no longer anger and greed, but pain... It was a real shrill wail.

Just listening to such a howl, the deacon's body trembled. He seemed to feel the pain of the dead tree face in person, which was a hundred times more intense than breaking his hands and feet, or even pulling out his nails.

This is normal.

The soul-binding chains of the ghost messenger never hurt the body, but whipped the soul.

This kind of pain that goes straight to the soul, few people can endure it, not even demons and evil ghosts.

Otherwise, thousands of demons and endless ghosts would not change color when they heard the underworld.

"Snap!" "Snap!" "Snap!"

The violent whipping sounds rang out one after another in the dead wood forest, and the strong whipping also made the dead tree face wail continuously.

In the end, even the evil ghost face on the dead tree was beaten to death by the ghost messenger with the soul-binding chain.

When the evil ghost face collapsed, the magic of the dead tree also dissipated most of the time.

"Crack!" "Snap!"

In this way, Mu Lin's ghost soldiers and ghost messengers started to cut down trees in this dead forest.

In a short time, Mu Lin cleared a large area of ​​this dead forest.

Such a scene made the deacon completely crazy.

"This is impossible, how can you hurt the holy tree, why are you not affected by the crying and wailing!"

They couldn't understand the scene in front of them, but Mu Lin looked calm.

How to attack? Of course, it was the special attack of the ghost soldiers and ghost messengers on the dead trees.

As for not being affected by the wailing, it was because of the transcendental characteristics.

This characteristic derived from the thought of invincibility allowed Mu Lin's soul to maintain a high level of rationality and transcendence, ignoring most of the negative mental effects.

The noisy demonic sound was generally a negative mental state, which could make people upset and their souls shattered.

Unfortunately, Mu Lin's already strong soul, coupled with the transcendental characteristics, made him ignore this influence.

Because the ghost soldiers and ghost messengers were an extension of Mu Lin's ability, they could easily connect with him. With Mu Lin's blessing, his subordinates also ignored this influence.

...

"Cut down all these dead trees for me!"

Being unaffected made Mu Lin act more recklessly.

As his orders were issued, the ghost soldiers and ghost messengers became more crazy, and dead trees were constantly chopped off and ghost faces were shattered.

Such a scene also made the deacon completely anxious.

This is the place where the servant of God is bred. Now, the servant of God has not been bred yet. If all the dead trees here are cut down, he will be finished.

The fatal crisis made the deacon feel extremely regretful.

"Damn it, I shouldn't have provoked this guy..."

After regretting, the deacon was left with madness.

"Go, go together, if we don't kill him, we will all die! If we destroy the arrival of the servant of God, the chief priest will never forgive us. At that time, we may be more miserable than death!"

Under the pressure of death, many cultists could only endure the pain of the devil's voice filling their ears and approached Mu Lin.

At the same time, the dark dead wood forest also sensed the crisis of its impending destruction. In this case, they also used all their means.

"Woo woo woo..."

Amid the shrill howls, the many shriveled corpses hanging on the dead trees all shook.

Then, these dead skeletons, like dead spirits, stood up again and rushed towards Mu Lin stiffly.

Not only the branches, but also a large number of corpses were buried under the roots of the dead trees. At this time, these skeletons were also awakened.

They dug up the soil and drilled out from under the ground. After a period of confusion, these monsters also rushed towards Mu Lin's ghost soldiers and ghost messengers.

There were tens of thousands of people killed by this auxiliary priest. The many corpses made Mu Lin the lesser party.

In addition to the corpses and the magic sound, the dead trees were still shaking their branches, activating their own hanged ghost abilities, trying to hang all of Mu Lin's ghost soldiers and ghost messengers on the dead tree branches.

"Buzz!"

Of course, they did not succeed.

Mu Lin, who was completely at odds with him, also went all out.

He asked the ghost soldiers and ghost messengers to form a sky-wall palace formation.

"Boom!"

The formation was formed, and many ghost soldiers and ghost messengers were like one body.

The ability of the dead tree's hanged ghost, at this time, was activated on one person, that is, on all people, and the ghost soldiers and ghost messengers gathered together, like a city, heavy and tough. In this case, the dead tree had no ability to hang up Mu Lin's ghost soldiers and ghost messengers.

However, the hanged ghost ability was useless, but the huge amount of skeletons came over one after another and fought with Mu Lin's ghost soldiers and ghost messengers.

"Kill!"

The fierce war was started in this dead wood forest.

As the war started, the cultists also rushed forward.

Of course, they were afraid of death and did not come forward, but huddled behind the dead trees and skeletons, and released attack spells at the dead trees and skeletons with all their strength.

Yes, they were attacking the dead trees and skeletons.

This scene also stunned the deacon who was preparing the spell.

"Assholes, what are you doing? Are you crazy?"