I'm trapped in a cube

The transformed trees were not afraid of death and swarmed towards the lizard creatures.

The transformed tree in front dies, and the transformed tree in the back is reconnected.

Looking at the fighting style of this group of transformed trees, Mo Ling finally understood why the number of transformed trees was getting less and less.

They all ran to the battlefield to die. Of course, there would be fewer transformed trees going to the big tree cave.

Seeing the Huashus being slaughtered one-sidedly, Mo Ling couldn't bear it anymore.

The teleportation frame aimed at the lizard, and Mo Ling began to peel off flesh and blood.

When the leader saw the cubic hole appearing on the lizard's body, he shouted excitedly: "It's a sacred object!"

The fighting spirit of the Huashus suddenly surged up.

"Holy object!"

"Holy object!"

While chanting the holy objects, they continued to attack the lizards that had lost the ability to resist.

Mo Ling looked at the pieces of lizard meat that had been peeled off and fell into deep thought again.

"This is not a creature made of Theseus cells."

Having killed so many Theseus cell creatures in the blocked area before, Mo Ling also gained experience.

After these creatures die, the Theseus cells slowly lose their disguise, and their corpses gradually become transparent.

Then these corpses will gradually lose support and collapse, and the whole process happens very quickly.

But Moring didn't see anything familiar happening in these lizards.

In the big tree hole where the mutation was the most serious, there were actually creatures composed of cells that were not Theseus's?

What on earth is this place?

Not long after, the Huashus had finished cleaning the battlefield, and they gathered in front of the cube and bent down.

"Thank you for the holy object! It has brought us victory!"

"The Qifang tribe has been devastated by other creatures, thanks to the holy object for its rescue."

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While these transformed trees were telling the sufferings of their own tribe, they also expressed their faith to the square devoutly.

Mo Ling was surrounded in the middle, staring blankly at the crowd of transformed trees in his field of vision.

The leader's face was full of anger. He stood up and said to his compatriots sadly:

"We have been waiting for this day for a long time, and we cannot continue to be weak."

"I have a dream. I dream that one day, newborns will be able to walk towards the big tree hole without any worries! They will not be attacked and don't have to worry."

The leader's words instantly aroused the resonance of the Huashu people. They raised their arms and shouted, pouring out their emotions.

"Kick them out!"

The high mood of this group of transformed trees also shocked Mo Ling.

He thought it was a carefree creature that thought about how to turn into a tree every day. It was very Buddhist.

But I didn’t expect that there is such a story among the transformed tree population on the other side of the big tree cave.

Huashu lifted the cube and walked in the other direction.

Their attitude toward cubes is becoming more and more pious, and more and more trees are lifting cubes.

Not only that, there is a large circle of guards protecting the cube.

Mo Ling also took the opportunity to observe the things around him.

As he walked through more and more areas, Mo Ling realized where the familiarity that had always existed in his heart came from.

This place is like a copy of the blocked area, with only some minor differences.

Mo Ling also immediately understood what the change in gravity he felt when he fell previously represented.

He seemed to have entered an opposite world through a big tree hole.

Here, the transformed tree is born from the tree, and after passing through the big tree hole, the purpose of the transformed tree becomes to transform into a tree.

A strange feeling filled Mo Ling's heart.

The cube was carried by the transformed tree and reached the territory of various creatures.

These creatures are the natural enemies of the transformed trees, and they often block the holes in large trees and attack new transformed trees.

Huashu hated these natural enemies who had oppressed the ethnic group for a long time, and kept praying devoutly to the square.

"Hopefully the relic can save us."

It seems they have used the cube as a lifeline.

Mo Ling just wanted to explore this area.

As each creature fell down, the transformed trees burst into bursts of ecstatic shouts.

At this time, Mo Ling looked at the fallen creature calmly, full of doubts.

"An ordinary creature again, where are the Theseus cells?"

Theseus cells seem to have disappeared.

Even insects and plants are made of ordinary cells, so this place looks extremely normal.

Mo Ling originally thought that these natural enemies that attacked the transformed trees were also violent creatures affected by the mutation.

But along the way, it seems that they are just normal creatures. They only choose to attack the transformed tree because it is too weak.

The sky gradually darkened, the Huishu people's expedition ended, and the cube was brought back to the tribe.

There was unstoppable joy on every Huashu's face.

The leader was standing on the stage delivering a victory speech.

"Praise the Holy Relic!"

"All the enemies who attacked us have been eliminated, except for the last one left!"

"Cave Demon!"

When the Huashus who were originally extremely excited heard this name, they suddenly looked at each other and lost their smiles.

They were whispering underneath, looking very frightened.

Seeing that his compatriots were so scared, the leader quickly encouraged him: "The enemy we originally thought was very powerful cannot last long in the face of the sacred object."

"The huge crazy lizard was hollowed out by the holy object in just a few seconds!"

"The elusive shadow beast has no way to hide in front of the sacred object!"

"The overwhelming needle bees were wiped out by the holy object!"

"The Cave Demon is nothing, all we have to do is believe in the holy objects!"

With the leader's encouragement, the Huashus returned to a state of high fighting spirit.

"All warriors, take a good rest first, recharge your batteries, and fight the cave demon to the death!"

"Tomorrow is the day it dies!"

"When the time comes, our journey to Big Tree Cave will be smooth and smooth!"

The leader did not forget to draw a cake at the end.

Mo Ling sighed as he listened to the leader's impassioned speech.

It’s really inspiring.

On this day, Mo Ling helped Huashu get rid of many natural enemies, and Huashu trusted him more and more.

At night, they placed the cube on a gorgeous altar, and the guards protected the cube tightly.

There are many wooden totem poles next to the altar, which are engraved with the totems of the Qifang tribe - a regular square.

Mo Ling looked at the totem, feeling increasingly weird in his heart.

Why is it exactly a square? How could such a coincidence happen?

From the moment he fell into the hole of the big tree to the "arrival of the holy object", everything was a coincidence.

While he was thinking, the leader walked up to the altar.

He asked the guards to go elsewhere and wanted to worship the holy objects alone.

After the guards left, the leader of Huashu, who always had an extremely resolute face, suddenly drooped his face.

The spherical body suddenly deflated and became sluggish.

He dragged his exhausted body to the front of Cube, leaned against Cube and sat down slowly.

The leader lost his impassioned look, and looked like a tired middle-aged man looking at the sky expressionlessly after work.

After being in a daze for a long time, the leader asked to himself:

"Holy object, can you forgive me?"