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Chapter 125: Tree Life Peak

The scarlet light curtain exudes a foul smell.

They blow through the fresh air and make it turbid;

They illuminate every lantern bug, rendering it blind;

They ultimately exert their power over everyone below, turning the fantasy of disaster into a cruel reality.

The will that had just been condensed began to waver under the influence of evil forces.

Irelia's body hunched slightly, as if an invisible force was pressing on her shoulders.

The determination and fanaticism in the eyes of countless people seemed to be covered with a layer of coldness that froze to the bone marrow.

The will of the group is firm, but fragile.

Irelia suddenly understood what Ryan had reminded her once.

She believes that only by working together can any difficulties be overcome.

But Ryan said that if you want to unite the people, you must first be able to overcome difficulties yourself and show others that you can.

No one will side with the loser.

At the same time, no one will refuse to stand on the side of the winner.

Humanity cannot learn any lessons from history.

But humans can see lessons from history and use them to teach others.

Ryan cannot become a great man who can correct history just because he has seen that history.

But he felt that a person with leadership potential would have a smoother future after being nourished with chicken soup by him.

Irelia didn't repeat those grand pronouncements.

When people face a life-or-death crisis, most will simply follow their survival instinct.

The group of people closest to the edge of the light curtain rushed towards the light curtain uncontrollably driven by fear.

However, panic would only accelerate the arrival of death. After hitting the light curtain, they were instantly assimilated by the evil force.

The specific manifestation was that the whole person turned into a pool of crystal blood, and was then absorbed by the light curtain.

Carlo gave up scolding the Great Elder. After all, the latter had become a rotten human skin.

He joined forces with several other relatively normal elders and tried hard to maintain order.

This action worked at first. Although the elders had their own ideas in recent years, they never gave up on improving their voice.

In times of crisis, a strong voice can often give those anxious people a sense of security.

This voice may not help them overcome their fear directly, but it can fill their empty brains with some instructions other than fear.

But this brief peace was soon shattered by another fear.

The huge roar was like thunder, and the magic machine seemed to have no effect to the strong man.

But there is no doubt that in a battlefield with large-scale participation of ordinary people, its effect is no less than that of a powerful magician.

Countless shells gathered by magic fell from the sky, carrying out indiscriminate bombardment.

Every loud noise means the disappearance of buildings and lives.

Zed maintains the Shadow's aloof style.

He didn't care about the lives lost or the buildings destroyed.

Instead, he was secretly analyzing Ku Shuo's position.

Ryan couldn't do this job.

His strength comes entirely from his own 'talent'!

Those magic spells were also figured out by Ryan.

But it was obvious that in such a chaotic scene, he couldn't figure out where to say the bitterness.

So Ryan changed his target and wanted to intercept the artillery fire.

But another shadow stopped him.

"It's you."

Ryan recognized who it was.

"My name is Kevin!" Shadow's answer made Jie, who was standing next to him, look at him a little longer.

"You're not a shadow anymore?"

"I am Kevin first, and Shadow second. But before Kevin, I was an Ionian."

Kevin's answer made Ryan look at Irelia.

If I have a kind of charm, then what is this about Irelia?

The domineering aura of Shuangwen novels?

It only takes a short time to mold a shadow without any thoughts of its own into another shape.

Time is tight.

Kevin directly stated his reasons, "Find Kusanagi before you take action, otherwise their sacrifice will be in vain."

After all, Ryan, who was experiencing the battlefield for the first time, still had not adapted to this cruelty.

These are not the cold, detailed numbers seen in TV dramas, other literary works, or news reports.

Every minute, every second, and every bombardment is real life moving towards another world.

And these lives might have been walking on the same street with you just a few minutes ago, or even had their eyes meet.

But Kevin was right, taking action now would be a waste of sacrifice.

Everyone understands the truth, but how many people can actually act according to it?

Ryan raised his palm, and suddenly a seed jumped up from an inconspicuous place and landed in his palm.

"I wouldn't rush into it, but I think it could."

First of all, the Brotherhood is a large and diverse group of people. It is impossible to know the details of each person. Who knows if someone will accidentally awaken the ability to communicate naturally.

Secondly, who can guarantee that the plant uprising is not instigated by Ionia's will?

"Do you want to dance?"

Ryan asked, looking down.

The tree thief volunteered, and tender branches emerged from around it.

It doesn't care about humans killing humans, because in the knowledge of the spirit of nature, such things have never stopped.

But it cares about its compatriots being slaughtered by humans.

With its naive mind, it still remembers the resentment left in the prison van.

"The stage is now yours..."

Ryan closed his eyes.

Shadow magic was like a bridge, establishing a deeper connection between him and Shujian.

As he urged dark magic to flow towards the tree thief, the latter's body began to grow rapidly.

one meter;

five meters;

ten meters;

Fifteen meters...

When Ryan realized that the tree thief had reached his limit, he stopped the transmission of dark magic.

However, at this time, the tree has become a plant version of Optimus Prime.

The slender tree trunk was like a straight spine, and the huge willow branches waved, smashing a cannonball condensed by natural magic.

The not-too-dense leaves seemed to have a different kind of 'charm' after being enlarged.

When the figure of the tree traitor appeared above the city wall, the surrounding trees also faintly trembled.

This vibration was like encouragement, increasing the strength and frequency of Shujian's swings.

The whistling sound of wind replaced the scream of magic shells.

It was at this time that Jie finally made a discovery.

"He's there..." Jie pointed to the city gate, "beneath the gate outside the barrier."

"Outside the barrier..."

Irelia's eyes narrowed slightly.

The biggest obstacle has actually always been the scarlet barrier formation.

She raised her arms, wanting to unite everyone to break through the formation.

But Ryan patted her and said, "Leave this kind of work to me."

Perhaps this formation can be broken through with numbers.

But the price will inevitably be countless lives.

Irelia is the source of that will.

Maybe this is not correct, but ensuring the source is pure and spotless is good for everyone.

As for things related to internal strife, violence, and killing.

Ryan took a deep breath and felt that even the air under the scarlet formation had become much fresher.

"You can wait a little longer." Jie appeared beside Ryan.

"Still waiting?"

"Since the appearance of this tree has prevented our men from suffering any more casualties, wouldn't it be better to wait a minute...let him think he still has hope, let him pull out his true treasures, and then we can ruthlessly extinguish his hopes once more?"

Jie said expressionlessly.

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Give me some tickets, brothers.

Chapter 126 Born in Light

"Is this... another forbidden technique?"

Ku said there was no way to connect this towering tree emitting an evil aura with natural magic.

Whether it was using the knowledge he gained from the Order of the Balance or the information he had collected over the years for analysis.

This strange plant in the scarlet formation is either a product of a completely forbidden technique.

Or it could be some other evil being that has escaped from the spiritual realm.

And the one who can master this forbidden technique...

"Jie!"

Ku said gritting his teeth.

This person whom he once regarded as his adopted son has now become his biggest stumbling block.

"It's a shame you won't get a second chance..."

Ku said that although he was impatient, he did not feel desperate.

He had tasted despair long ago, and he didn't want to experience that feeling again.

So he made several preparations.

Ku Shuo raised his old, dry hands, and almost every inch of his skin was covered with scars.

Faking death over and over again is not without cost.