Evolve from a Tree

Chi Chi Chi!

The black shadow went from high to low, like a battle axe, cutting through the thick fog, leaving clear traces.

This is a branch that Su Mu differentiated. The edge of the branch is sharp, and the hair is broken.

During the previous fight, Su Mu discovered that these fleshy spines were extremely resistant to energy, and the damage caused by the thunder bombardment was not satisfactory.

Since Thunder can't do it, then Su Mu won't be so stupid as to continue strangling with Thunder.

He looks like a mage on the surface, but in fact he is a band musician who is proficient in folk music, especially percussion!

He, Su Mu, once made a great wish - to let every enemy hear the music that poured all his emotions into it, and use moving music to influence the hatred in their hearts, so that they can put down their butcher knives and start a new life.

Su Mu thought that the appearance of this thorn was too strange and unique, and his aesthetics must be different from ordinary people. I am afraid that he would not cooperate to quietly appreciate the percussion he played.

How can this work!

In order to be able to smoothly influence the hatred in the thorn's heart, Su Mu had no choice but to conceal it in advance, using thick fog and thunder as the means of concealment.

All of this is without the slightest malice. He believes that after hearing the percussion music he played passionately, this strange-looking stinger will definitely dissolve the hatred in his heart, and create a good...thing that is useful to the world and society.

bang bang bang!

The branches transformed into sharp-edged battle axes and fell on the meat thorn like a storm, continuously and with a strong sense of rhythm.

These flesh spurs seemed to be hit by a high-speed train. The flesh spurs' body was cut into a 'V' shape and hit the ground fiercely, the ground cracked and gravel flew.

Meat Spike was so absorbed in listening that he couldn't help but embed himself in the crack, and let out a cheer of enjoyment.

"Roar!!!"

The four petal mouths of the thorn split apart in pain, trembling constantly, the big lime-gray eyeball lost focus due to the excessive pain, and the gray light emitted became intermittent.

"Why are you screaming so loudly? It seems that you still have resentment. It must be my playing time is too short and the strength is too light. This is my mistake."

Su Mu blamed himself very much, because of his laziness, he didn't get the best experience with this thorn, it was his fault!

Mistakes must be corrected!

He, Su Mu, if he knows his mistakes, he will correct them!

"In order to make up for the mistakes I made, this time, I will definitely do my best!"

boom!

boom!

boom!

Su Mu used 200% of his strength, even though his body was rapidly collapsing because of this, Su Mu didn't stop, and still dutifully played the violent metal percussion.

The earth was groaning in pain, the ferocious gullies spread rapidly, and the violent turbulent air waves spread around with strong shock waves. The ground was abruptly lifted up by the shock waves and thrown into the air to form a deadly storm wave. It shot out in all directions, and when it fell to the ground, there were fist-sized potholes.

The thorn was so smashed that he lost the strength to howl, and the four petals opened their mouths silently, like bowstrings stretched, which was the expression of extreme pain.

A gulp of purple liquid spewed out from the petal's mouth as if it didn't want money, and it was so moved that it performed a fountain show for Su Mu!

This is the audience's best gift to him as a performer!

Su Mu's heart was moved, the aura in his body tilted relentlessly, and the thunder wrapped around the fleshy spine again at some point, completely enveloping it, and performed electrotherapy with the sharp-edged battle ax that fell from the sky.

The effect was quite perfect, and there was a strange smell of burning in the air.