Indescribable tarot cards

If someone stands on the treetops and looks out, they will find that in the corner of the vast jungle, a huge bulge suddenly rises.

It is the result of countless trees growing and supporting each other. Under the stimulation of strong vitality, their growth cycle is extremely shortened. In just a few dozen breaths, they complete a path that takes years or even decades to complete.

To Aaron and others, the swarming wave of plants was simply more terrifying than the extraordinary Dick.

Dick can only promote the growth of plants in a small area. Although the plants he stimulates are quite lethal, they are still within the scope of human resources.

But now this green ocean seems to be no longer something that can be solved by human power.

Alice cut off a few vines that were reaching out with malicious intent with her backhand, but in the next second, these vines that had retreated in fear were growing again at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, a section of tender green sprouts sprouted out. .

Ron, the leader, had a gloomy face and pursed his lips slightly. Without saying much, he wielded two long swords and struggled to carve a passage through the sea of ​​plants.

However, under the triple obstruction of grass blades, vines and trees, the three people's march was extremely difficult, and they could only barely protect the horses underneath them.

As for the other war horses, two of them were already tripped to the ground by vines, followed by countless plants swarming towards them.

The war horse snorted, half-kneeling, and tried to struggle to stand up, but tough vines were wrapped around its body, and the blades of grass that it had ignored in the past were tightly constricting its joints.

There were even a few bunches of anxious unknown flowers that had crawled in along its moist nostrils.

There was a loud sound of bone cracking, followed by bursts of tiny, crackling sounds.

Aaron's face was solemn, trying not to look back at what was happening behind him, but he knew that the war horse was probably dead.

Even the war horse had no time to scream or howl. Under the urging of the druid, the plants that had been slaughtered in the past finally became murderous at this moment.

Following all the gaps that could be crawled into, vines as thin and as tough as iron wire entered the body of the war horse, growing and spreading wantonly, occupying the organs and blood vessels, and then crushing the two unlucky horses in the first place. The possibility of the war horse surviving.

From time to time, a few plants stained with blood or unknown body tissues would break out of the war horse, and then re-enter the war horse's body like a bug.

Blood splattered, but the bright red horse blood was absorbed by the plants before it even touched the soil.

The single scarlet color smudged the plants, adding a bit of creepy scarlet color to the various greens.

Moreover, Aaron's side is still on the edge of the battlefield, and the pressure on Isabella and the black-armored knight in the middle of the battlefield is even greater.

Because what they have to face is not only these annoying plants, but also the master who caused all these phenomena-the Druid.

At this time, the Druid had already taken on a different look. In other words, under the dual effects of the extraordinary aura and the cult aura, she was completely unable to control her power and had become a slave to these two forces. She was simply executing With that illusory idea in her mind.

The leaves become greener and greener under the nourishment of vitality, and even become slightly larger.

And on her bark-like skin, a few green branches have even begun to grow, as if she has completely turned into a plant body, breaking away from the category of flesh and blood creatures.

She had completely removed the eyes, nose, mouth and other facial features. What was displayed in front of Isabella and the black-armored knight was a giant wooden statue that was two stories high.

In this short period of no more than a stick of incense, under the infusion of massive life breath, the druid's body expanded like a balloon, looking down at the two insects in front of him.

Because she has no mouth, she cannot open her mouth to speak, but her powerful soul fluctuations can still replace words to let all living beings understand her will, "Those who disturb the forest will die."

However, this so-called forest disturber was probably the one she thought was the target, because the blood-sucking frog she originally rescued had already been mummified among the many hungry vines.

To her, everything is no longer important. All she carries is some extreme emotion, and she may not even care about the inconsistency between her words and deeds.

However, just in front of this wave of plants that can also make waves on land, there is still an isolated island.

The black horse stepped on the soil under its feet, with silent flames still beating in its eyes.

The black-armored knight and Isabella had already sat on it at some point, looking at the "waves" coming around them.

However, in this space that is only about a few meters square, there seems to be some strange power. Whenever plants rush into it, their tender green will be replaced by withered yellow before they even have time to move a little more.

The shriveled plants fell weakly to the ground, and in an instant they were covered by the corpses of new ones of the same kind.

Layer after layer...

Here, there are no unnecessary sounds, only the rustling of plants rising up and the rustling of falling plants.

Not long after, the eyes in front of Isabella and the black-armored knight were already full of withered yellow, except for a few reluctant green plants above their heads.

"Stay like this, sister."

"Hold on a little longer, brother, my hunch tells me that we have to stay..."

Different from the calmness of the black-armored knight, there was already a thin layer of sweat on Isabella's beautiful face, and a few dark blue blood vessels could be vaguely seen under the pale and bone-like skin.

For Isabella, who only has a bronze rank, it is really difficult to forcefully fight against this druid who is close to the gold rank or even a gold rank. If it were not for the help of the dark horse under her, she would have died long ago. Fa Wei maintains the withering halo.

Only the withering halo that tyrannically takes away the lives of all creatures can confront this small forest at this moment.

The sucked life force will be fed back to the dark horse under her crotch, and then it will turn back to Isabella, supporting the operation of the withering halo.

"Ten breaths, sister." The black-armored knight whispered.

So far, he is still confident that he can protect his sister from the siege, but if it takes a while, that may not be possible.

After all, plants need time to grow.

In his field of vision, the soul body emitting bright green light was still expanding, and the intensity of the offensive was slowly but surely increasing.

It was like adding up straws one by one. In his estimation, within ten breaths at most, the withering halo would be completely washed away.

There is not much time left for them.

At this time, the druid seemed to sense something, and his huge head slowly looked in a certain direction, looking at a certain inconspicuous tree.

As many trees nearby continued to expand, this silent tree stood out.

Feeling the Druid's gaze, the tree finally stopped pretending and trembled.

Yes, it's not a tree in the first place.