Spellcasting Heavens

escape!

Escape desperately!

As long as you can survive, it is worth paying no matter how high the price is!

The man who lost one foot temporarily forgot about the pain and massive physical discomfort due to his strong will.

His behavior at this moment undoubtedly proves the amazing potential that life can unleash when it is threatened.

Unfortunately, before he could run very far, the vines and trees that were chasing the puppet suddenly seemed to have discovered something. They immediately turned their spearheads and strangled the escapee to death in a few seconds, and then trampled him into pieces. Meat puree.

Looking at the extremely tragic scene in front of him, Luke shook his head slightly and muttered to himself: Idiot! Do you think you can survive by cutting off one foot? No! That would only expose the person hidden by the magic potion. With your vitality, let this living forest discover your existence.”

Following the man's tragic death, the remaining team members finally gave up their resistance and began to close their eyes and accept their impending death.

In about ten minutes, they were all annihilated under the constant trampling and beating of the giant trees. Just like most people struggling to survive in this apocalyptic world, it was basically impossible for them to survive until natural death.

At the same time, under the crazy siege of the entire deep forest, the puppet inevitably began to get injured. The life energy stored in the body was consumed rapidly. In the end, it could not even regenerate its severed fingers. It looked extremely embarrassed, as if it would be shot down in the next second. , captured, crushed to pieces.

After all, the power of a puppet is limited, and the terrifying magic that animates this forest is the result of the collaboration of hundreds of Dalent spellcasters. The two are not on the same level from the beginning.

Feeling the restless magical energy in the surrounding air, Luke began to carefully examine the performance of the activated plants.

Soon, he discovered that these plants did not have the ability to move wirelessly, but each plant had its own fixed territory. Once the puppet jumped out of the territory, the plants would return to their normal appearance.

This also means that, strictly speaking, this activated forest does not always maintain a fully activated state as the world thinks.

It is more like a machine that operates according to certain set rules. Only when a stimulus from the outside activates one of its parts, will this part react and form a linkage.

Incredible! What an exquisite design,

Almost perfect control. Is this the foundation of advanced magical civilization? Luke sighed involuntarily.

The more he learned about this race that had conquered countless worlds, the more he felt that it was absolutely normal for the planet under his feet to become what it was now.

Regardless of the magical knowledge taught by the tribal elders or the books collected along the way, they are far from comparable to the civilization created by the Darent people.

This is a qualitative gap, a gap that cannot be bridged by quantity.

But before the boy could figure out how the forest worked, the puppet in the distance finally lost its support and was smashed into the ground from mid-air by a thick tree trunk like a fly, making a huge noise.

Before he could get up from the ground, the following vines wrapped the puppet into a rice dumpling at an extremely fast speed, and finally tightened it and hung it in mid-air.

Without his leverage point, this extremely flexible guy could no longer jump around, let alone break free from the shackles of the vines.

No! No! No! Let me go! Let me go!

The puppet obviously hadn't realized what was going to happen next, and was still struggling with all its strength, trying to tear apart the layers of extremely tough vines.

But unfortunately, this struggle is in vain. Even if one or two vines are broken, more vines will be added next to it.

When his struggle became weaker and weaker, a thin vine emitting red light suddenly emerged from the corner and inserted into the gap in the puppet's body at lightning speed.

moment!

A large amount of surging blood-red twisted life force was sucked out alive!

Ahhhhhh!! Mine! That's mine! Give it back to me! The puppet screamed like crazy as he felt the rapid loss of life force.

But its roar has no meaning at all to this forest. The activated trees can't even understand any language and will only run according to the set program.

There is no doubt that the plants have discovered the source of life of the puppet and are killing this life by extracting life force.

In just a few minutes, the puppet lost the energy it had accumulated in its body and was thrown to the ground like a rag doll.

At this moment, it has no ability to move, and its incomplete soul is like a fire in a storm, which may be completely extinguished in the next second.

How about it, can we have a good talk now? Luke stepped forward with a relaxed and cheerful smile on his face.

You won! I lost! Everything about me will belong to you! There was strong resentment in the puppet's eyes.

This was his first failed hunt, and possibly his last.

As a hunter who has killed countless lives, it understands that failure means death and that everything about it will be taken away by its opponent.

Its worldview is both simple and extreme, leaving no room for relaxation.

You are wrong. As long as you agree to the conditions I proposed, you will not only be qualified to live, but also make up for the incomplete soul. Remember, this is the last chance. Tell me your choice after thinking clearly.

After saying that, Luke took out the unfinished book, sat down less than one meter away from the puppet and began to read it calmly.

Why should I believe you? How do I know that you have the ability to repair souls? And what guarantee do you have that you will not fulfill your promise after getting what you want?

After hearing the previous words, the puppet's eyes once again ignited a strong desire to survive, and he raised his doubts in one breath.

In its chaotic concept, there is no trust at all, only deception, killing and plundering.

I can't prove it, and I don't need to prove it. Don't forget, you are the one who is about to die now, and you are the one who longs to live and get a complete soul. You are not qualified to bargain with me. Either choose to believe it, 100% Obey my orders, or wait for death to come. As a half-life with a broken soul, if your body dies, you will cease to exist forever. Luke responded without raising his head.

Because he knows better than anyone else that the desire of half-living beings to live and obtain a complete soul is even stronger than that of most intelligent beings.

It doesn’t matter what you think. What matters is that the puppet will eventually surrender. This is determined by its innate nature...