Zerg in the crystal wall world

"Human form?" The Lord frowned. Most of the transformed forms of root and vine monsters are squirrels, apes, and various birds that are common in the forest. Now that human forms have appeared, does it mean...

The Lord was thinking as he sent out the leopard, the only large-scale infected body around him.

Without saying a word, the latter immediately twisted one leg and moved towards the root monster with two twitching legs. He stumbled several times within a short distance of several tens of meters.

Then he was kicked by the root monster, and was kicked ten meters away, landing on the fungus carpet. His body twitched, but he was not dead, but he could not stand up because of the broken bones...

Bang - a sound barrier cloud appeared in front of Agatha's head.

In the roar.

A big hole appeared in the head of this newly born root monster, and the acid quickly corroded most of the head.

But a bright yellow-green light flashed on the root vine monster. Under the stimulation of this unknown force, the growth rate of the roots and vines is equal to the corrosion rate of the acid.

The energy and materials used by the root monster to heal itself seem to come out of thin air, but the acid stored in the strong acid spines is limited after all.

In just a few seconds, this humanoid root-vine monster grew its head again. The face made of twisted roots has no appearance at all, but a pair of eyes shining with yellow-green light locked on Agatha.

The humanoid root-vine monster stepped towards the two of them.

The crazy carpet of bacteria immediately spread along its toes.

Its legs immediately retracted, and the yellow light of the fluttering grass blades appeared again, pushing away the fungus carpet tissue from its feet, and its body floated into the air supported by the yellow light.

call--

A swirl of grass blades with light spots like fireflies split from its body and flew towards Agatha.

It wasn't very fast, but for Agatha who couldn't move, it was inevitable.

And just as the swirling light flew into the air, a slap hit the swirling light.

Blades of grass flew around the master's hand for a few seconds, and the master felt a group of things sucking on his hand, sucking hard. But in the end, not even a strawberry mark was left on that hand, and he was unscathed.

It seems like everything is really fine...

Agatha said that the eighth level psionic user had the ability to harm him.

To put it another way, that is to say: If the opponent does not have level eight psionic energy, he can use it as he pleases!

"Sun thief!" The Lord roared and rushed towards the humanoid root monster.

The monster waved its arms, and those intertwined roots and vines brought incredible power. The whining sound of the wind could only be made when those long-handled weapons were waved.

There was just a thud, and the monster nailed its claws on the Lord's forehead - the skin was not broken.

whoosh-

The strong acid spines nailed the monster's shoulder. Because Agatha deliberately adjusted the launch force, the spines were just stuck in the monster's shoulders and did not come out.

The acid directly corroded one shoulder and half of the monster's chest. The arm also fell off.

The yellow-green energy on the monster lit up again.

But the Master keenly noticed that the monster's levitating figure had declined.

Is all the energy used to maintain self-healing?

Without thinking much, the Master swooped down and hugged one of the monster's legs, twisted around and smashed it to the ground.

No matter what, there is nothing wrong with letting it have more contact with the creep!

Most of the master's body functions are indeed in a dormant state, but his various qualities are still far superior to ordinary people.

The nearly four-meter-tall monster was unexpectedly picked up by him without realizing it, and was hit hard on the ground.

The fungus carpet tissue immediately climbed up.

The swirling light wrapped around the monster began to accelerate. As the roots and vines trembled violently, the yellow-green swirling light suddenly expanded outwards and actually produced a real impact, pushing away the fungus carpet and the master together like a bomb exploding.

While flying upside down in mid-air, the Lord's peripheral vision noticed a low-lying spot on the creeping carpet not far away. There was...

A soft touch came, and the fungus blanket caught the master like a spring bed and offset most of the impact-sometimes the fungus blanket was so intelligent that people doubted whether it had autonomous consciousness.

The Lord quickly stood up and looked at the monster again.

Because of the explosion just now, its power was no longer able to keep it afloat, and its feet completely fell to the ground, but the yellow-green light all over its body still resisted the clinging of the carpet.

Taking a step forward, the Overlord charged towards the monster again.

The monster faced the master angrily, but the next moment, a spine got stuck in its waist, interrupting its power.

The Dominator hit it hard.

Of course, the power of the Dominator is not enough to erase the quality gap between the two sides. The master's collision only made the opponent take a few steps back, not even falling.

After taking two steps back, the monster's figure suddenly sank.

One of its feet sank deep into the ground.

This is a trap dug by infected rats with the original rat hole as the core. The pit is filled with sticky fungus carpet tissue. The nature of the soft-hard exchange of the fungus carpet itself is much more terrifying than that of swamps and quicksand. An elephant cannot pull it out even if it steps in with one foot.

It was still holding on and wanted to struggle, but the master was still beside it.

He stretched out his leg and kicked it, knocking its other foot down. It was difficult to support its balance with only one foot in the carpet tissue. The monster shook and fell hard to the ground.

The master immediately flew forward, clasping one hand on its neck, and the other hand was like a claw, clawing towards the carpet of bacteria on the ground.

The fungus carpet that was originally like a plastic runway immediately became soft but full of flexibility. The hyphae climbed up along the master's arm and fixed it firmly.

Using both hands at the same time, the Lord held the monster firmly in place.

Agatha fired another spine, piercing the monster's other shoulder and corroding its other hand. For a time, the monster had only one leg left to move.

The fungus carpet tissue quickly climbed and entangled on the monster's body.

The bright yellow-green light shined from the monster's body again, and a large area of ​​the fungus carpet was driven away or even killed. The large number of fungus carpets trapped in the pit even squirmed crazily as if boiling, but in the end it did not pull out its legs.

The Overlord also flew up under this force, but relying on the hand bound by the carpet as a point of strength, the Overlord not only did not fly out, but still pinned the monster to the ground.

Agatha shot out the spines again. The mutilation of most of her body forced her to focus more on self-healing, and she was no longer able to clean up the germ carpet tissue on her body.

At the same time, as it struggles repeatedly, the creep begins to build cuticles and chitinous shells in key areas to increase its strength.

After the monster was restrained by a thick layer of skin and carapace and unable to move, the master released his hand.

"It's settled."

The fungi secrete digestive juices, which are far inferior to Agatha's acid spines, but are superior in quantity. At this time, the creep tissue has fully wrapped every vine root of the monster.

Even if the monster uses all its power to accelerate self-healing, its body is still being corroded little by little, and its death is only a matter of time.

Scattered little monsters are still being born, but they can't break through the blockade of the carpet.

The Master took two steps, leaned back on his creep sofa, and let out a long sigh of relief. He had never been in such an exciting fight in his life. As soon as the fight was over, he felt...well, he didn't feel anything. There was no sign of fatigue either physically or mentally...

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