Creating gods in the Hunter x Hunter world

Fu Long, Wen Ji, and Leorio immediately sensed a force opposing the healing spell.

"By pulling them in from a distance and eliminating them one by one, we can still put up a fight."

“No problem.” Ge’er’s hand transformed into a snake and quickly coiled towards one of the withered wooden figures. Guanxi stepped forward to help, and with a single pull, one of the withered wooden figures was dragged directly into the Land of Life.

Boom! Jin made his move, killing the opponent with a single punch. Black energy scattered, and this one was beyond dead.

Although it's unknown whether this withered wooden figure will revive if this place becomes a dead zone again in the future, it is currently incapable of fighting against its own side.

Ge'er's hands are perfect for pulling people over long distances, which is quite useful.

There were only a dozen or so wooden figures surrounding them, which was clearly not enough to go around.

"Quickly, go back and report what's going on here." The leader of the deadwood men also noticed something was wrong and immediately shouted to the three deadwood men behind him.

The three withered wooden figures withdrew their powers and quickly fled.

Fu Long and the others didn't dare to chase recklessly. Once they left the Land of Life, they would face the endless attacks of the Deadwood Forest, which none of them could defend against.

So let the fleeing ones run, and just eliminate the ones closest to you.

Within five minutes, all the withered wooden figures in the surrounding area were killed in the Land of Life.

“Keep moving forward. We can escape back to the mountain god's temple at any time. Don't be afraid,” Qiduo said after analyzing the pros and cons.

Having the ability to leave makes dealing with such matters much simpler for her now; she doesn't need to worry about what to do if she loses.

Continue forward, one hundred kilometers, one hundred and fifty kilometers.

In the deadwood forest, the land of life stretches out all the way, and soon you reach the center of the deadwood forest again.

However, upon arriving here, the group stopped, for before them lay a large army of withered wooden men.

Although there aren't many of them, just over two hundred dead wooden figures, it would be quite troublesome if they all charged at us at once.

Moreover, the withered wooden figure standing at the very front was quite tall.

Standing at two meters tall, he is considered tall among the entire Dryad race.

This is clearly the patriarch of the Deadwood Clan.

More importantly, behind him, those withered wooden figures all had red eyes, and their roots, which had transformed into feet, had already taken hold in the ground, ready to attack at any moment.

Fu Long could already sense that the opponent's root was on the edge of the land of life, and that it would charge in as soon as he gave the order.

However, Fu Long was not in a hurry. Given the current situation of the Land of Life, it could still hold on.

If all else fails, throw out the nectar. I'm sure they'll be scared when the nectar comes out.

"Humans, your destruction of my deadwood forest is an unforgivable sin."

"Unforgivable!" shouted the group of withered wooden figures behind them, trying to bolster their morale.

"Unforgivable?" Fu Long took a few steps forward, conjured a jade bottle, and picked out a drop of nectar from his hand.

A powerful force of life instantly spread outwards.

Even the chieftain of the withered tree was shocked. How could such a powerful life force be possible?

"Chief of the Drywood Clan, right? Now I have a question for you: if I use the Dew, will you still be able to limit the expansion of the Land of Life?"

Chief Kumu remained silent, deep in thought, concluding that it was probably not possible.

Chapter 499 Why am I in such a good mood?

The biggest problem now lies before Chief Kumu.

To fight or not to fight.

Let's fight. We really can't win. The nectar they're holding looks like a high-grade product.

That powerful vitality, if it were to actually fall to the ground, would probably bring back life to a large area of ​​trees around it.

That's right. The predecessor of this thing was something that could revive the ginseng fruit tree. How can it be the same?

When this land of life appears, the withered tree clan will surely perish.

But if we don't intervene and let them pass, what will happen to the feud with the Drywood Clan?

For these races of the Dark Continent, there is no such thing as face; there is only hatred.

Many members of the Deadwood Clan have already been killed by them, and they cannot be resurrected.

Once the death energy of the withered tree clan is extracted, they can never be resurrected.

Therefore, the deaths of these clansmen are a source of hatred. No matter what Fu Long and you do, at least this hatred cannot go unpunished, right?

"Humans, you really are..."

Chief Kumu was at a loss for words, as he was not highly educated to begin with, and the Kumu clan did not even have words like "despicable" or "base."

The Drywood Clan had previously allowed Fu Long and his group to venture deep into the forest before making their move, but that was merely an instinct.

The best way to trap prey is to put it deep in the trap before making your move. That way, it will take a while to escape, giving it a chance.

So it was purely instinct; they didn't even set up a trap.

"There's nothing we can do. We've said from the beginning that we were just passing through and didn't intend to fight the Drywood Clan, but you wouldn't have it, so we had no choice but to take action."

Chief Kumu was also speechless.

This is normal. In the Dark Continent, this is the first time I've ever heard of such a thing as "borrowing a passage".

It's not normal for them not to lend it.

"Chief, let's go! There are only a few of us, we can finish the battle quickly."

Behind the chieftain of the withered wood clan, a young withered woodman offered a suggestion.

With 200 to 19, you have the advantage by any measure, so why aren't you attacking?

But Chief Kumu clearly had more in mind.

Without the support of the Deadwood Forest, their fighting strength is not strong. Can they really defeat them?

Unlikely.

Even if we win, with over two hundred tribesmen, it would still be a big problem if more than half of them died.

"Retreat." In the end, Chief Kumu made the decision.

It was this decision that allowed the Drywood Clan to continue.

Otherwise, if a real fight broke out, not only would those two hundred or so people be certain to die, but if the Deadwood Clan were gone, the Deadwood Forest might actually have developed into a forest in a few years and would no longer be a dead land.

"Chieftain, how can you back down?"

Of course, there were also dissenting opinions, and quite a few of them, at least thirty or so clansmen spoke up.

Chief Kumu glanced at them and said, "In the Land of Life, we are definitely no match for them."

“We can absorb life force. As long as we turn this place into a dead zone, we will win.”

"Fool," Chief Kumu thought to himself, "You think I don't know? The problem is, what he has just can't turn into a death trap."

"Let's go around to their backs. Behind them are countless places of life. Let's absorb the life there first, and then we'll talk."

Finally, the chieftain of the withered tree came up with a solution: intercepting from the front was prone to problems, but if they cut off the rear, there would be far fewer problems.

You keep giving us life, and we can just absorb it.

In this way, no one will delay anyone else.

Once these tribespeople have absorbed enough, they will probably have left the Deadwood Forest, and everything will be much easier then. They can't just leave the Deadwood Forest to cause trouble for others, can they?

Further ahead lies the territory of the Abyss Hand Monster, a death trap they cannot traverse.

Seeing that the chieftain had said this, the other tribesmen had no choice but to obey. So they followed the chieftain and quickly left, heading towards the edge of the deadwood forest.

The people of the Drywood Clan are known for their stubbornness; in their view, Fu Long and his companions were gradually regaining their vitality starting from the entrance.

Therefore, if they want to absorb, they must absorb from the entrance. That way, if they catch up with Fu Long and the others, they can fight them.

They never considered that absorbing the energy directly from not far behind the other person would allow them to catch up immediately.

Of course, Chief Kumu also played a part in this; he didn't want his people to catch up with those humans.

Humans are very strong in combat and are also proficient in various tricks, which makes them a match for their race.

The only method he could think of was to stall for time.

After the Kumu clan left, Fu Long and his group all breathed a sigh of relief.

The nectar in Fu Long's hand was indeed full of vitality, but no one knew how long it could last.

Therefore, it's hard to say what the outcome will be once a battle begins.

The only thing that could be certain of was that our side would at least not die. If all else failed, a single talisman would be enough to solve everything, so we weren't too worried.

Now that the Drywood Clan has left, all that remains is to move forward.

"We can move forward quickly, after simple treatments, and as soon as we have a glimmer of life, we can charge ahead. In the absence of the Drywood Clan, we can advance with the lowest possible life force."

Qiduo immediately offered an analysis, and everyone nodded in agreement.

That makes sense; that would make it much faster.

"Walk."

Fu Long and Wen Ji continued to use healing spells, this time just a simple treatment. As long as the death aura on the tree was gone, they could proceed immediately.

This did indeed make the speed much faster.

Meanwhile, more than two hundred members of the Drywood Clan arrived at the entrance.

The vitality here was incredibly abundant. Two hundred members of the Drywood Clan surrounded the area and absorbed it with all their might. It took them nearly ten minutes to completely absorb the vitality of this area.

The area had once again turned into a forest of dead trees. The chieftain calculated that if things continued this way, it was still possible to catch up with the enemy. He hoped they were aware of this.

He was overthinking it. In just ten minutes, they cleared a territory of about two hundred meters.

Fu Long and his group, along with the survivors, had already run two kilometers away.

Within a day, Fu Long and his group appeared in a place only about 100 kilometers away from the border.

Here, I have to rest. Using healing spells for a whole day is quite tiring.