The forest boat carries Wu Tong and a group of monsters outside the capital, watching the huge worm of fate.

"It doesn't seem to be dangerous." Wu Tong was a little embarrassed about this for a while. How should he fight?

"It just seems that you don't forget what happened in the ruins of the God of Destiny." The black dragon girl Louise looked solemn. She still remembers that she was suppressed by the terrifying pressure and couldn't even lift her head. This was simply a shame for her as a dragon clan for the rest of her life.

How could Wu Tong forget that he was just thinking about what this worm of fate wanted to do, why did he appear in Shendu but did nothing, was he waiting for something or was bound?

If you attack rashly, will it trigger the other party's stress response and lead to a mass killing?

Wu Tong didn't know these things. When he thought of the fever yesterday, he ran over and had no plans. He felt that he had made a mistake. If he came here so recklessly, he would be in trouble. Wouldn't he be afraid of something going on?

But now the arrow is on the string and I have to fire it.

Not only was his forest boat, but the dense warships had arrived, and the extraordinary people from all sides were ready, and even the formations and magic circles were arranged, just waiting for him to open up the situation.

"It's time to come, so I can only bite the bullet and go on." Although Wu Tong said this, he actually left a way out and placed a teleportation array in a hidden place on the way to come. Whenever something is wrong, teleport and leave immediately.

The phantom of the sage of the sect floated in the air, and Wu Tong directly launched the holy tree to descend and summoned the phantom of the elves' holy tree.

How could he go up and open the situation in person? He doesn't even look for death like this?

Although the worms of fate are white and tender, they are the existence that can eat fate. Although Wu Tong doesn't know whether this ability is true, he has to be careful, not to mention that the strange silk threads on the worms of fate are not easy to mess with. If you really touch them, it will get cold, wouldn't it be extremely unlucky?

As soon as the huge phantom of the holy tree appeared, countless branches, leaves and vines strangled towards the worm of fate.

At the same time, countless warships opened fire at the same time.

Cannonballs, lasers, spells, magic, and psychic energy. When the extraordinary and technology are combined, countless firepower and the magnificent attacks brought by the phantom of the holy tree fall on the worm of fate.

Countless lights exploded on the body of the worm of fate, causing the originally quiet worm of fate to keep rolling and squirming, which seemed very painful.

But Wu Tong discovered something wrong. Even the firepower that was constantly covered did not cause any damage to the worm of fate, and there was no trace of the white skin. What really caused pain to the worm of fate was the wantonly hype silk threads on the body.

Countless silk threads kept flying, intertwining and moving back and forth within the body of the worm of fate and outside the body, as if they were accumulating.

Not only Wu Tong had this idea, but also the commanders of all forces. These people are basically experienced and have many battles. Although their strength is not as strong as Wu Tong, from the perspective of vision, if Wu Tong does not have the theoretical knowledge of Wu Mingkongsai, he will not be able to catch up with the other party's eyesight, that would be a real experience.

But everyone just realized that before the next countermeasures were taken, the silk threads continued to gather and squirm in everyone's eyes, forming weird shapes in the air.

Everyone didn't know what the meaning of these shapes was, but Wu Tong found something wrong.

call out!

A sharp sound of breaking through the air sounded, and in an instant, the body of each warship was attracted by the strange shapes, which was exactly the same as that of the worm of fate. These silk threads kept wandering along every detail of the warship.

After the silk thread burst out, the original steel warship showed a shocking sense of ups and downs, just like a heart that nurtured some existence.

"Everyone has it, retreat!!!"

"The battleship self-destruction system is fully opened, the target, the worm of destiny"

The commanders of all forces were very decisive and retreated immediately. For nothing else, in just a moment, countless silk threads had eroded the entire warship.

Everyone felt that they all seemed to be standing in a living organism.

The battleship is alive.

Someone who responded quickly escaped.

Of course, there were also those who were slow to react and did not escape. The more ruthless ones directly led the entire warship to the worm of fate, preparing to give the other party a wave of ruthlessness before death.

But what no one expected was that the warship was silk-wired and fast, so fast that only a certain strength could barely escape, and even self-destruction could not be opened.

In an instant, countless warships all turned into absurd and weird silk threads without any logic.

In addition to Wu Tong's forest boat, when the silk thread eroded, the sage of the inherited magic power sect in Wu Tong's body was constantly throbbing, and an indescribable limb protruded from the void, which looked like both hands and hooves, and there were claws in vaguely. It mixed with strange things made up of the limbs of countless terrifying creatures pinched the silk thread, and the miserable white light enveloped the silk thread, constantly eroding the other party in direction.

Wu Tong was sweating coldly, and he could only say that the boss was very powerful. If he was a step slower, the whole boat would be cold.

The indescribable limbs that were constantly expanding were heading towards the worm of fate, as if they wanted to teach the other party a lesson, but the silk threads on the worm of fate also seemed to be angered by the indescribable limbs, and they were entangled into a large ball and rolled onto the indescribable limbs.

The confrontation between the two was particularly intense. All the people who had just escaped from the warship were tingling with scalps. The whole god was entangled by the two, and was turned into ruins in just a moment.

Even the huge phantom of the holy tree showed a hint of transparency. The phantom of the holy tree was in the center of the fight between the two. The violent fluctuations kept hitting the phantom of the holy tree. Wu Tong could clearly see the cracks on the phantom of the holy tree. From this appearance, he would die suddenly at any time.

But when the indescribable struggle between limbs and silk threads intensified, the space was shattered, forming a shattering storm, constantly tearing the surroundings, something even more tingling to the scalp happened.

The phantom of the holy tree located in the center of the fight was not only not torn apart, nor became more transparent, but on the contrary it became more and more real, as if it was about to come back to life.

But the price was not high. Wu Tong was sure that the phantom of the holy tree had completely escaped from his control and was becoming a brand new life.

This new holy tree is extremely creepy.

On the surface of the holy tree, threads continued to rise and fall, and deformed flesh and blood grew on the wooden torso. The originally lush branches were covered with beating hearts, half-dead eyes, and even sharp teeth. They did not look like the original elves' holy tree, but more like the Hydra Cypress that Wu Tong had glanced at in the foreign land.

No, the appearance of Hydra Cypress may be even higher. At least, except for the rotten demons hanging on the branches and vines, there are not so many strange things.

At this moment, everyone couldn't help swallowing their saliva, and countless delirium-like murmurs echoed in everyone's ears. Even this horror was not limited to the capital of God, but it vaguely spread beyond the capital of God.

"Damn, this is an evil thing." Wu Tong was under a lot of pressure. What was going on? Why did he suddenly become like this?

Where did his upright and majestic elves holy tree go?

I tried to use the sage of the Sect again, and could still summon another phantom of the holy tree to come, but he didn't dare. This one made him double the pressure. If another one came, wouldn't it be cold?

He was very glad for this situation. Fortunately, he did not start a group of flesh, but threw a phantom of the holy tree, otherwise he might have become like this.

When the deformed flesh and blood threads completely condensed the holy tree from the phantom state, sarcoma hung from the silk threads. When these sarcoma exploded, the elves were born.

It's just that they are not these beautiful elves on Wu Tong's boat, but they have no facial features and no skin to expose the red flesh and blood inside to the air and look like they are crawling forward on all sides.

These elves and beasts looked irrational and kept tearing the deformed flesh and blood covered on the trunk of the holy tree. Although there were no facial features on their faces, the heads of these elves and beasts were directly pierced ninety degrees, and a blooming triangular funnel suction cup was exposed on their slender necks. The densely rotating sharp teeth inside were extremely sharp. Once they bite the flesh and blood, their entire body would hang tightly on it.

"You elves, probably weren't born like this." Wu Tong swallowed and asked Alyssa.

Alisa was also confused. At first glance, it seemed very cruel, but when she thought about it carefully, the process of birth of the elves was similar to this, but it was relatively gentle. After all, they were born from plants, and after they grew, they would use the plants that gave birth to them as their first bite of food.

The only difference is that it is not as ugly as it is.

"No, it was definitely not born like this." Alisa denied immediately. Although the process was similar, how could it be the same? The opposite side was not a serious elves. No, in Alisa's eyes, this was not an elves at all, but just a derivative of evil things.

The behavior of the elf beast shocked Wu Tong for a hundred years. Although he felt that the indescribable limbs that erupted from him were enough to impact his views, he did not expect that the situation of the elf beast was even more shocked.

After eating the flesh and blood on the trunk of the holy tree, the body continued to expand, looking like a small giant beast. The skinless flesh continued to grow and grow disgusting granulations that were swaying and fusion. As the granulations fusion were fusion, the more unacceptable deformed organs continued to form.

At the same time, the indescribable limbs protruded from the void were separated from the entanglement with the silk thread, and headed towards the holy tree in a weird way that no one could understand. It seemed that he wanted to take the holy tree for himself.

However, the silk threads on the worm of fate also discovered the purpose of the indescribable limbs. The huge group of silk threads pierced into the void, covering the indescribable limbs, and also wanted to integrate into the holy tree.

Unfortunately, the silk thread chess was one step short of the move, but when the indescribable limbs merged into the holy tree, terrifying tentacles with twitching claws erupted from the holy tree.

The silk thread that followed was directly entangled by the tentacles. A sharp mouth was cracked on the tentacles, and they kept sucking the silk thread, as if they were sucking noodles. The only difference was that the noodles were sucking a lot of tentacles that were constantly squirming and flying.

At the same time, the elves and beasts fell from the holy tree with their squirming tentacles to the ground like a ripe melon.

As soon as it landed, soft and tough mouthparts, like hollow straws, instantly covered the face without facial features.

The elves and beasts unscrupulously spread their limbs towards the worm of fate, as if they were controlled by the tentacle holy tree.

Of course, the elves and beasts not only headed towards the worms of fate, but also towards the surviving extraordinary people flying in the air. The delicious flesh and blood kept seducing these beasts.

Those extraordinary people thought that elves and beasts could not fly, so they didn't take it to heart, but the next moment they made these extraordinary people slap in the face.

These elves and beasts do not fly, but they can jump around and jump very high.

Unpredictable, the extraordinary people were directly knocked down by the elves and beasts. In the sky, the extraordinary people and the elves fell on the ground one by one. Before the extraordinary people could react, the dense mouthpieces grew on the elves' faces and pierced directly into the extraordinary people's faces, and a sweet kiss came.

It seems that it is still a French wet kiss, which is easy to identify, especially from the constantly swaying mouthparts, the feeling of the sticky and wet liquid being constantly pulled out, and the bodies of the extraordinary people being hollowed out after the kiss all show that they are satisfied with the kiss without any negative reviews.

An empty human skin was torn apart in the arms of the elf beast. Looking at it, it seemed that it was not drunk enough, but it did not head towards Wu Tong's forest boat, but turned towards the worm of fate.

Wu Tong was also frightened by this scene. It was so bad that he was wiped out all of them all at once?

You can tell him some serious logic.

Although he didn't know why the elves and beasts didn't attack them, he probably should be the result of his strength being similar to that of the other party.

When Wu Tong thought of this, he was in a bad mood. With his strength as a cannon fodder level.

What is more important is not ordinary cannon fodder, but mass-produced ones. After the two sides fight, one dies and one is a large number of people, and there is no value at all.

Large buns of silk threads intertwined with the tentacle holy tree, while small buns of silk threads continued to penetrate every elf beast that wanted to be on the mouth of the worm of fate.

Looking at this scene, Wu Tong extinguished his idea of ​​preparing to attack him. That's it?

The other party came with a thread, and the whole ship was gone.

This kind of battle is not something he can intervene at all. When he thinks of this, he can only wish that the Tentacle Holy Tree will fight to the death of the worm of fate and that he will run away.

As long as the tentacle holy tree fights the worm of fate, there is a high probability that nothing will happen. After all, it is a combination of the phantom of the holy tree summoned by himself and the indescribable physical boss behind him. I believe he will give me a face.

Thinking of this, Wu Tong hurriedly prepared to launch teleportation magic, preparing to teleport directly with the people and the ship to the teleportation array he had pre-set when he came.

If it is a little later, you won’t be able to leave.

Looking at the space storm caused by the ever-expanding and shattering space, he was far away, otherwise he would definitely have died without life if he was caught in it.

But when he activated the teleportation magic, his whole face changed.

Teleportation magic has failed.

The constantly spreading space storm was particularly dazzling in Wu Tong's eyes, and his heart was even more terrifying, especially his legs, which were a little shaking.

"Damn, are you so fierce? Even the space was broken. How did my boatman survive in the turbulence of space?" Wu Tong couldn't help but complain.
To be continued...