Chapter 574 Curse and Victory

The volume of the transformed divine tree is 1/10 smaller than before, and the epidermis is milky white. The new skill has not appeared, but its attack speed and movement speed have been greatly improved. It seems that the golden bark on the ground is cumbersome, limiting its ability.

More than ten green vines with thick thumbs spewed out from the hands of the divine tree and entangled in the direction of the fallen angel. This is the main attack method of 900,000 units of the divine tree. Once entangled by this vine, the divine tree will launch a powerful applause. Before that, Zhang Mu had used small cannon fodder to calculate the speed and attack frequency of the "vine winding" of the divine tree.

The fallen angel's body deviated. After leaving a shadow in place, it teleported ten meters away and deftly dodged the attack.

At this time, there were no other enemies in the whole battlefield except the divine tree. All the output arms were aimed at the divine tree, and all kinds of magic, light pillars and arrows flew in the sky. Even the starry sky will be tempted compared with the battlefield where everyone is located.

Time passed slowly, and Zhang Mu gradually felt the pressure. When the divine tree has 500,000 units left, its figure is almost the same as that of ordinary large arms. Both the movement speed and the attack speed have increased by more than 10 times. Even if the fallen angel has a 'teleportation', it will still be hit 1 in 10 attacks.

"Alas, the golden dragon is over." A Mu shook his head. Dozens of units of Jinlong were wrapped in flying vines. As soon as the divine tree saw that its prey was trapped, it immediately slapped it down and easily patted Jinlong's head.

The test of this battle for players is not weaker than Zhang Mu's experience in the Water God Tower. At that time, the test was mainly about the player's position and how to avoid the attack lines on the ground. But now it is different. What is the test is the reaction ability of the players, which will be ruthlessly made into fans by the divine tree immediately.

If it hadn't been for the numerical advantage of fallen angels, they would have been killed in seconds.

The number of divine trees is constantly decreasing. Every second, it will drop by thousands without a minute, and everyone's troops are also burning their lives one after another.

Big Devil, Golden Dragon, Black Dragon, Abyss Master... These 9-10 levels of arms, which have always been regarded as treasured by players, withdrew from the stage one after another. They did not escape, but all died in battle.

The screams will come into his ears from afar from time to time. Zhang Mu knew that there were some kind of arms that gave their surname and fate on this tragic battlefield, but he did not dare to look back, because if he was careful, the next unlucky one would be a fallen angel, or the one who had suffered several heavy blows. More than 5,000 units were left, and the 'Devil Butterfly King' was forced to transform.

A Mu and several people turned a blind eye to the powerful strength of Zhang Mu's demon worm from the beginning to the present. It's not that the Devil Butterfly King is not strong, but that he is too strong. They can't find words to describe it.

An hour later - "There are still 300,000 units! Don't stop the output!" Zhang Mu's arm once again came with a feeling of numbness. Hitting this 'divine tree' was more tired than his feeling of hitting 'Sanna' at that time. It took time to hit 'Sanna', as long as he avoided a few specific group attack skills. The divine tree in front of it not only needs to concentrate all its mind to avoid its attack, but also has to keep running and output. The difficulty of the two is not at the same level at all.

Huang Quan spewed out a mouthful of cigarette and said in a low voice, "Twelve wings... have immersed the whole person in the environment of playing Boss... I'm afraid I don't know what's happening here anymore, right?"

"The old monk is settled, oh." A Mu shook his head, took the cigarette handed over by Huang Quan, lit it and took a deep breath.

Why are Huang Quan and A Mu so idle?

Because except for the bosses of a few units, all the arms that can be used to fight are handed over on the battlefield, and the periphery is a mess, and the corpses are piled up into walls and mountains. The blood of the soldiers stained the hills red, making it a 'blood wasteland'.

The only thing that can help Zhang Mu is the hero magic value restored every minute, which allows them to barely release a few low-level damage magic.

"If we can't hit the 'Ancient God Tree', then the price we paid this time is too great..." The plague's eyes kept staring at the screen and said slowly.

"Shut your mouth, I believe that Twelve will definitely win this Boss!" The virus stared at the plague fiercely.

"In the worst direction, if the twelve can't kill the 'ancient god tree', I'm afraid we don't even have the qualification to participate in the national honor..." A Mu's cheeks trembled slightly.

"Yes, it's a national honor in a few days..." The expressions of the plague and the virus were extremely gloomy. They waited for a full year for the second national honor. If they couldn't participate because of hitting the ancient god tree... After a long time, a ray of sunshine quietly shone through the curtains. A Mu raised his watch and muttered He said, "This Boss... We fought for one day and one night..."

In the battlefield, Zhang Mu's eyes were full of blood, and he was in the final battle with the divine tree. At this time, the divine tree was already the end of the strong crossbow, and there was no possibility of strengthening.

The bark of various colors is scattered on the hills. From a distance, it looks like pieces of broken glass, reflecting magnificent colors.

' Bang!' At the last moment, the dark ruling cross sword in the hands of the fallen angel finally pierced the heart of the divine tree. While the fallen angel enjoyed the blood-sucking meal, the leaves on the ancient god tree of 0 units began to fall abnormally. Each leaf was cut on the fallen angel like a sharp knife, and the fallen angel was cut into pieces in an instant. The film has no power to fight back. Everything happens in an instant, and there is no possibility of escaping at all!

'This is the curse of my ancient divine tree'... Hehehehehe...' After saying this, the divine tree suddenly fell to the ground. There were no resources, no gold coins, and only 7 fruits of different colors burst out.

Zhang Mu sent the demon butterfly king to picked up the seeds and fruits on the ground as quickly as possible.

A pleasant voice came out, and a row of familiar subtitles appeared on the screen - this was a brilliant victory!

"Congratulations on your merit..."

"Congratulations to your twelve-winged angel on rising to level 40..."

"Congratulations to your wild boar Xiaobai for winning the merit..."

"Congratulations on your anger for the meritorious service..."

"Congratulations on getting the 'ancient divine tree seed', 'golden fruit', 'ice fruit', 'light fruit', 'giantite fruit', 'fire fruit' and 'thunderlight fruit'."

"I'm sorry, your 'pseudo-skull magic armor' is damaged..."

"Players' Twelve-winged Angels' "Amu" "Plague" "Virus" "Yellow Spring" successfully wiped out the 50-level world Boss, the ancient god tree..."

(to be continued)