In the main hall of the Wood Clan's habitat, Crono and several elders also felt the touch of the mark in their bodies at the same time, and looked surprised and uncertain.
Not good!
There is something wrong with the sacred tree seedlings!
In an instant, the power of the sacred tree seedlings fluctuated greatly. In the Wood Clan's habitat, most of the various buffs that had originally enveloped the Wood Clan were cleared away in an instant.
A Wood Clan guard hurriedly came forward to report: "Elder, an abnormality was found in the sacred tree cultivation area. The projection mirror communication was interrupted, and we have sent people over to check as soon as possible."
Not good!
Without the support of the sacred tree, the energy value of the habitat barrier decreased rapidly.
"Let Walter block the attack from the Federation outside, and the others will follow me!"
Crono did not dare to be careless and immediately took everyone to the underground sacred tree cultivation area for support.
Crono hurried all the way to the entrance of the underground passage of the Sacred Tree Cultivation Area. As soon as two tribesmen opened the lower door, a black mist suddenly poured out from the passage.
"What!"
When the Wood Clan guards saw this, their hearts skipped a beat.
This black mist can actually affect perception?
Not good! It’s pollution fog!
Seeing this strange black mist, the two elders walking at the front immediately realized something, their expressions changed slightly, and they immediately stepped back.
The two looked at each other, with extreme vigilance in their eyes, and looked back at the elder Crono.
Crono's eyes were also full of surprise.
It turned out to be pollution fog!
What affects the transfer of marks is the fog of pollution!
Why does the pollution fog appear here!
"Quick! Back off! Don't inhale the black mist, release the spiritual armor to cover your body! Don't let the pollution invade your body!"
The two elders also reacted immediately, shouting and taking the trees with them The clan guards backed away.
Most of the younger generation of the tree spirit tribe had not experienced the last holy war and knew very little about the power of the pollution fog. They felt a little strange when they saw the elders acting like they were facing a formidable enemy.
Is it really that scary?
At least it seems that the black mist can block sight and perception from prying eyes.
The younger generation of tree spirits had not yet figured out the situation, so they followed the elders' orders and retreated a certain distance. Then they heard a rustling sound coming from the black mist.
What?
The elders of the Wood clan knew the terror of the black fog and stared at the entrance of the passage.
I saw shaky shadows emerging from the black mist.
Crono and the two clan elders looked at each other.
Corruption?
It's very similar, but there seems to be a difference.
"Deal with them, try not to get too close!"
Crono reminded the guards, clasping his hands in front of him.
Chi!
Suddenly, countless thin vines extended from the ground at the same time, spreading rapidly toward the passage ahead!
The rapidly growing vines will firmly lock the group of zombies coming out of the black mist in the passage in place.
"Well..."
The zombies wailed and struggled to move away from the entanglement under their feet.
Taking this opportunity, the tribesmen at the rear used long-range natural arrows to bombard the zombies.
"Bang! Bang bang!!"
Natural arrows exploded on the zombies, making muffled sounds and leaving bloody holes.
However, the blood hole that was blasted healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye!
Like the group of lickers outside, zombie creatures also have extremely terrifying vitality!
An elite guard of the Wood Clan asked cautiously: "Elder, what is this black mist aura?"
The senior elder of the clan glanced at the clan members and shook his head, as if he did not want to say more.
“It’s a natural disaster.”
“Did the Ye clan do it?”
Crono frowned and said in a deep voice: “This is not the case for the time being. Clear, purify this black fog first.”
……
At this time, there is the sacred tree cultivation area on the other side of the end of the passage.
Under the erosion of the black mist, the entire sacred tree was shrouded in the black mist, making constant chirping sounds.
Fang Heng did not run away as Sergei planned, but carefully observed in secret.
He was also partially affected by the black mist, but it was far less serious than the tree spirits.
Are you kidding, leaving now?
Didn’t the big fish you got slip away?
A trace of greed appeared in Fang Heng's eyes, staring at the more than ten elite Wood Clan guards surrounding the magic circle in the center of the hall.
In the middle of them, the sacred tree saplings were flashing blue and black light in waves.
In addition, there are sacrificial bottles and natural crystals placed in the center of the magic circle.
Great stuff!
We must take action!
Fang Heng cultivated Abe Akaya from a seed, and had already completed the soul connection with Abe Akaya.
But the Tree Spirit Tribe does not have such ability, so their ability to control the sacred tree is far less powerful than Fang Heng.
The seedlings of the sacred tree have been affected by the pollution and are now in a state of extreme agitation, and have even become partially out of control.
Xaviu was concentrating on suppressing the magic circle, while the other two elders were fully cooperating with the Wood clan guards to repel the zombie groups coming from the surrounding darkness.
At this time, no one noticed that Fang Heng had quietly blended in with the zombies under the cover of black mist, only a short distance away from the sacred tree sapling area.
Psychic puncture!
Blood arouses!
Fang Heng continuously used interference attack skills at an elite wood tribe manipulating the main magic circle.
The elite Wood Clan guards were assisting Xavi in stabilizing the magic array. They were highly concentrated and unprepared for a sudden mental shock. They were in a daze, and then the blood in their bodies boiled and flowed rapidly.
In the past, Fang Heng had used these two moves to deal with senior elder-level tree spirits. How could ordinary elite wood tribes withstand this!
Suddenly, as if the elite Wood Clan member had been hit hard, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and he flew backwards with a groan, submerging himself into the darkness.
What! ?
When everyone heard the noise, they all looked at the position of the Mu clan member who flew into the darkness.
What happened? Why did he suddenly...?
The remaining Wood Clan guards who controlled the magic circle were frightened and looked at Elder Xavier one after another.
With the thick fog surrounding him blocking his perception, Xavier didn't know what was happening.
Could it be caused by the magic circle riot?
"Don't panic, hold on to the magic circle!"
"Poof!!!"
As soon as Xavi finished speaking, another elite manipulating the magic circle spurted out a mouthful of blood. He flew backwards from the magic circle and sank into the outer area shrouded in black mist, completely losing his voice.
The area shrouded in black mist is full of zombies crowded together. It is conceivable that there will be no good results after being seriously injured and being knocked out.
The remaining tree spirits who controlled the magic circle suddenly turned pale and fell into extreme fear.
Before Xavier could say anything else, the third tribesman vomited blood again and flew backwards!
The guards of the Wood Clan were trembling for a moment.
Now it is certain that someone is attacking!
Unknown attacks from unknown enemies who have no idea where they are coming from. No one knows whether they will become the next victim! (End of this chapter)