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Chapter 304 - 270: Wood Realm, The Vines Descend! (Seeking Monthly Votes)

Chapter 304: Chapter 270: Wood Realm, The Vines Descend! (Seeking Monthly Votes)

This power, spreading like a virus, endlessly drawing upon flesh and continuously sprouting wooden buds on the body, indeed, sends chills down one’s spine.

Even Fang You felt somewhat.

"As long as the defense is breached, even a slight scratch can plant the seeds of the wooden buds’ poison!"

"The unyielding poison of the wooden buds!"

If he, unfortunately, were struck by it, he also wasn’t sure whether he could cut off this formless and intangible poison, akin to a conceptual one.

He had researched it.

Even if all the wooden buds on the target’s body were burned, they would still regrow, emerging from nothing.

Fang You himself certainly didn’t dare to try, didn’t want to try.

But since his own side possessed this strange and terrifying poison of the wooden buds, it couldn’t be ruled out that some forces, some powerhouses in the Ghastly Realm, also had this kind of insidious and horrifying attack.

It seemed inconspicuous, yet a mere touch could be fatal.

"This world is too dangerous; a slight carelessness can lead to doom. From now on, whether I move through the Ghastly Realm or elsewhere, I must be even more careful and vigilant."

Witnessing the scenes of huge silhouettes covered with wooden buds falling, all the soldiers at the scene gasped with shock.

This was even more chilling than looking directly at the hideous and ferocious faces of the mystic evils.

However,

this was ultimately their own force, the power protecting the base city. As the initial shock passed, what remained was a strong feeling of relief and surprise!

"Not having to face such a dread mystic evil is such a relief."

Ice King Sergey breathed a long sigh of relief.

From the moment he decided to come here, he had braced for the worst, and the scenes he had witnessed made his heart sink into the abyss.

He was ready to fight to the death! Even if it meant a slim chance of survival, to confront a calamity-level mystic evil.

But of course, if he could avoid a desperate struggle, that was always preferable.

After all, who didn’t want to live?

Katrina and the others felt the same, seeing those terrifying huge shadows perish in a strange manner left them with a sense of shock, but even more so with a relief of having survived a disaster.

However, the envoys from the two Great Oases couldn’t understand it!

The ordinary warriors of Blue Star hadn’t fought against calamity-level mystic evils, and didn’t know how frightening those monsters could be, could they not understand?!

Matissa had fought against them.

She had followed a superhuman-rank powerhouse from the Rose Academy and, together with several others, had besieged a calamity-level mystic evil. That battle was relatively easy, but it still took a good few minutes to finally kill the calamity-level mystic evil.

Such monsters, with their colossal stature akin to skyscrapers, not only provided them with vast energy but also a very tenacious vitality.

They were extremely difficult to kill.

Now they were being shot down by what seemed like toothpick-sized crossbow bolts—was that reasonable?

Without having to engage personally in combat against the dread mystic evils,

with the defense line already out of danger,

but, why did it seem like they were still unable to feel happy?

"What exactly are those weapons?"

"War artifacts? Ritual weapons? Or something else..."

Matissa strenuously used all her knowledge to think, to search, but the more she thought about it, the less likely it seemed, feeling almost as if she were going insane.

She couldn’t help but look towards Shi Yunxi as if seeking help.

Shi Yunxi shook her head slightly, "I haven’t used such weapons before, and I’m not very clear on them, but, is it necessary to be so astonished just because a few calamity-level mystic evils were killed?"

She was also somewhat perplexed.

The Great Oasis, where Matissa resided, had its Dominion and Throne level powerhouses, didn’t it? Killing a few four-star Calamities should be quite routine for them.

Just like they would kill those two or three-star Mystic Evils—if they could be killed, then kill them, that’s all.

This indifferent tone and the matter-of-fact expression dealt Matissa a fatal blow; she knelt, unable to help but wonder, could it be that using a special weapon to kill Calamity Level Mystic Evils was a normal thing... normal my ass!

Bang bang bang!

Awooo awooo!

Matissa, whose worldview had been shaken, crouched on the ground, hammering the floor, her eyes lifeless.

She was not the only one experiencing a violent shock—there was more than one Flame Owl.

On the left side of the defensive line,

there was an invisible and intangible eye, unseen and unfelt, attached like a hydrogen balloon to an ally from the Sunset Country.

This was a special secret art—Eye of the White Tower!

Secret arts involved special rituals, materials, and tools used to unleash special abilities. They came with various prerequisites but expanded the range of abilities available to an Awakener, beyond just their inherent Awakened Abilities.

The Eye of the White Tower was a core secret art of the Great Oasis power, the White Tower.

An ultra-long-range spying secret art!

Of course, it also had its limitations: the Eye could only be opened for a limited time, consumed a significant amount of resources, and was easily detected when spying on the strong.

This time, unable to span the thousands of kilometers themselves, an Envoy of the White Tower planted the Eye of the White Tower on a Rank-one Awakener from the Nightwalkers to ascertain the situation in Dong Huang.

Timing it right, just when the moment was about right, they activated this invisible eye, and from within the borders of the Sunset Country, they could see the state of Shui Ze’s defensive line.

"Damn it!"

The usually refined and scholarly Envoy of the White Tower suddenly swore aloud.

The moment he opened the Eye, he witnessed such a sensational scene that it was somewhat...

"This is unreasonable!"

"What kind of ritual weapon is that? How could it simply poison and kill a Calamity Level Mystic Evil!"

"Damn it, would you turn your head already!"

Watching the fixed view of the corpse of a Calamity Mystic Evil in his field of vision, the Envoy of the White Tower struggled to maintain his composure, wishing he could fly to the scene and twist that Awakener’s head himself.

Look! Just take a glance at that wooden tower!

But he couldn’t fly there.

In the sealed cabin, the anxious growl of the White Tower’s Envoy could be heard.

...

...

Across the vast ocean, in the White-headed Eagle Federation.

Within the sci-fi underground base.

The leader in a black leather jacket crossed his arms, "Any news from Dong Huang yet?"

"Leader, I apologize, but there is none."

His deputy said, "Since the Tide of Gray Mist arrived, our satellites have been unable to observe the situation in Dong Huang, and moreover, long-distance communication is becoming more difficult. In the future, we might face communication blockages."

The leader fell silent for a while.

He waved his hand, appearing very calm, "Given the current time, the battle at Shui Ze Base City has probably already erupted. Maybe the super tsunami has already breached the defenses."

"Notify me the moment there is any news."

"Yes, leader!"

However, what the deputy didn’t mention was that during their last contact, their White-headed Eagle’s scout had already been driven into a shelter.

In a short period of time, I’m afraid no intelligence can be relayed.

And over a longer period...

He felt that the greater likelihood was the complete annihilation of Shui Ze Base City, with their spies unable to send back any messages either.

Hmm, the leader probably doesn’t care about this minor issue, as long as the outcome is satisfactory.

Thinking this, the deputy remained very calm.

...

...

Outside Shui Ze Base City, Defense Zone One, that black tide surged forward once again.

"With those Great Cannons against the group, and the bizarre brown crossbow bolts for single targets, the defense of the city looks secure this time."

Flame Owl pondered.

His expression was somewhat distant.

Watching the Awakeners of Blue Star around him roaring and charging at the Mysterious Evil, he swallowed hard, not knowing what to say for a moment.

But obviously, the chances of withstanding the super tide were very high.

Did that mean, after the Tide of Gray Mist descended, the idea of Blue Star people building the Dawn District was feasible?

This was a big deal!

Flame Owl had never heard of such news before, and he believed it would definitely shock the upper echelons of Oasis.

But then the problem arose again.

’How should I report this?’

’Should I say there’s a Great Cannon that obliterated tens of thousands of Mysterious Evils, and some indescribably mysterious weapon that killed over a dozen Calamity Level Mysterious Evis in a few strokes?’

That was the truth.

But if he reported it like this, the most likely occurrence would be...

Snap!

Idiot!

I sent you to Blue Star to scout, not to write fiction and fabricate stories!

Envoy Flame Owl was already thinking about the post-war situation, and his headache was growing.

Suddenly,

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The tremors of the earth grew more intense, and in the distant tide of Mysterious Evil, a storm of white bone spurs rose, falling towards the defensive line.

At the same time, the tide roared forth in a charge.

Casting aside the burden of one-star Mysterious Evils, the two-star and three-star Mysterious Evils burst forth with all their speed, and the sky filled with a dense swarm of flying Mysterious Evils.

It was as if, at that moment, all of the flying Mysterious Evils within the tide launched a fierce attack together.

But,

"This isn’t mysterious!"

"Mysterious Evils are supposed to be disorderly!"

And at this moment, it was as if an invisible pair of hands were controlling the black tide.

No, perhaps from the beginning, there had been a pair of hands in control.

As he imagined this, Flame Owl broke out in a cold sweat.

The somewhat sparse tide was already rushing madly, and because it had thinned, the speed of the powerful Mysterious Evils within was no longer restrained.

Sprinting!

Diving!

The black tide no longer tightly packed, but like countless dark raindrops, it beat down on them, filling their view!

Under the roar of cannon fire, the Mysterious Evis charged fearlessly and with overwhelming ferocity.

"It’s our turn to take action!"

Huang Hongtian looked at the Mysterious Evils swooping in, his eyes burning with fighting spirit.

The surrounding investigation officers and special forces felt the same.

No fear, just fighting spirit!

The onset of the tidal wave had been unstoppable, but now, it had thinned significantly, and the fast and slow running Mysterious Evils had widened the distance between them.

The impact wasn’t as fierce!

Supported by the Great Cannon and the towering Wood Towers, how could they not hold the line?

Yes, at this moment there were still many Mysterious Evils, and the Awakeners were still outnumbered, with significant sacrifice expected. But war always involved sacrifice, and having stepped onto this line of defense, they were prepared to sacrifice!

"Leave those Common Mystic Evils to us, but the stronger ones have to rely on you."

Huang Hongtian said solemnly.

A certain Promethean instructor didn’t directly agree, "Don’t rush, we’ve prepared some gifts for the Mysterious Evils."

Huang Hongtian: "..."

Wait, you still... still have moves up your sleeve?

His heart, originally blazing, suddenly felt a little less... less able to ignite.

As the torrential rain of the tide surged with tremendous force, officials from the Investigative Bureau and Special Forces remained highly focused, ready to engage at any moment.

In the distance,

Bone spurs and ghostly flames flew.

Dodging and protecting the Cannon Platforms and Arrow Towers, amidst the thunderous booms of the cannon platforms, thousands of flying Mysterious Evils were on the verge of breaching the airspace above the defensive line.

"Wood Realm strategy, begin!"

What?

Huang Hongtian was still dumbstruck when the earth suddenly began to vibrate violently with a rumble, the tremors more vigorous than those caused by the massive shadows sprinting across the ground in the distance.

The soil bounced, and dust spread into the air.

About a few dozen meters in front of the defense line, where seeds had been planted and only a bunch of sharp tender shoots had popped up from the soil, seemingly insignificant, these seedlings suddenly grew as if injected with steroids.

Their roots cracked open the earth.

Deep green vines with thorns shot into the air like giant electric tendrils, wildly dancing and intertwining to form a massive net.

In the net, those flying Mysterious Evils fluttered down or were wrapped up by the stout vines, torn apart in mid-air.

They shed blood rain, causing wisps of black smoke to rise from the ground.

But the special vines, enlivened by the blood rain of Mysterious Evils, grew even more wildly, turning into deep green vines that blotted out the sky.

It seemed like even the sunlight was obscured.

Formidable shadows were cast in the eyes of the soldiers manning the defense line.

Swinging wildly, unleashing thorns.

Matissa’s eyes reflected several thick shadows, and she was frozen in place.

"What are all these things?!!!"