Chapter 79 Unable to calm down, letter, sea, heart
The hyphae rioted, rising into tangled clusters from the ground, like countless twisted demonic tentacles.
Even though they were under the control of the Furious One's thoughts, the mycelium tentacles still chose to protect them first. They wrapped the few remaining living people, interlaced layer by layer, and superimposed on each other to form a spherical protective shield.
A large area of blue light surged, and dozens of wind blades swept over.
Some wolf thieves used their innate skills to control the wind to try to cut through the mycelium protection, and some looked around, trying to find the attacker.
The wind blade cuts through several layers of hyphae protection, but there are at least hundreds of layers of hyphae!
And as the controller’s anger continues to accumulate, the wind blade cannot penetrate at all!
In addition, the mycelium can automatically repair itself. As soon as the wind blade cuts it open, it will be repaired again the next moment.
After several attempts, the wolf thief was still unable to break through the mycelium protection and could not find any suspicious signs.
And where no one can observe, silver fungal spores spurt out, hiding in the sun, and fall on all the wolf thieves raging in the mountain village.
Not one is left behind.
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The silver light in the space flashed continuously, and dozens of silver mushrooms were used one after another, one step at a time.
Chi Ping fell on the top of the church of Wuhun Hall in the twisted space fluctuations.
No need to look, the mycelium has already conveyed everything here to his consciousness, just waiting for him to arrive to make the final judgment and killing.
Mountain villages, wolf thieves, massacres...
It was as if a thousand needles had been repeatedly inserted into and pulled out of the nerves.
The veins on his forehead popped out like quivering earthworms.
"Die."
The wolf thieves paused when they saw Chi Ping suddenly appearing, and then attacked him with a grin.
However, before they could release their innate soul skills, large bloody mushrooms sprouted from everywhere on their bodies.
All the limbs and bones, the seven orifices and all the holes were filled with densely packed fungus.
Muscles are eaten away and blood is absorbed.
Within a moment, hundreds of wolf thieves turned into mycelium pillars standing on the ground as they howled from their souls.
Spores are part of the hyphae. Chi Ping can use mycelium to suck a forest dry and turn it into a desert overnight, and he can use spores to devour wolf thieves into withered bones in an instant!
It's not a soul skill, it's an in-depth development of the martial soul.
The mushrooms growing from the mycelium pillars are as red as blood, glowing charmingly in the midday sun.
Chi Ping looked at it coldly.
The smell of meat filling the remaining air made him feel nauseous, and the scattered limbs and splattered blood irritated his vision.
Chi Ping jumped down from the roof of the church and controlled mycelium to collect the bodies of the dead in the village.
Those hyphae pillars were lifted, and the energy obtained from decomposition was directed into the depths of the earth.
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Three days later, Bogu Town was located thirty miles away from the village where the accident occurred.
The soul emperor's cultivation was enough for Chi Ping to make the mayor of the town unconditionally agree to some reasonable requests, such as properly settling a few women whose everything had been destroyed.
In the hotel, Chi Ping took a carving knife and unconsciously whittled a piece of iron into pieces like fish scales.
When the iron block was only as small as a fingertip, Chi Ping stopped.
The soul power exploded, and the last small piece was shattered into powder.
Chi Ping sighed softly, "I really should save one."
——In this way, you can experience the fun of cutting those beasts into pieces.
He silently completed what he had not finished.
If there is a true god in charge of life in this world, it should have equal respect for life and accept the good and evil, life and death of life.
The nature of the wolf thief is such that there is no evil or good in it. They eat humans, probably just like humans eating piglets. And isn’t human XP weird? Lizards, elephants, catwomen, whatever. It's hard to say who is right and who is wrong, who is good and who is evil.
Intellectually Chi Ping can understand, but emotionally he can't do this.
He is a human being, and the words "empathy" prevent him from being indifferent.
Not before, not now, not ever again.
I saw children being roasted, civilians being tortured, bitten and devoured, women being raped...
He only felt that his reason was being burned, so he used taboo methods without hesitation.
"If you can really stay calm, I'm afraid you will be expelled from the family tree when you return home..." Chi Ping chuckled and put away the carving knife.
"It's time to write a letter to Qinghe and report the research results... Well... tell him about the situation of the wolf bandits. For him, the prince, the threat that harms the people of the empire should be eliminated as soon as possible..."
The next day, a letter was rushed to Tiandou City.
Chi Ping continued westward, walking much slower than before.
In order to exercise the spatial perception ability of the sixth generation mycelium, he has been maintaining his perception. In order to exercise his combat ability, he has been looking for wolf thieves along the way to hone his muscle strength and combat intuition.
As for the wolf thieves who were beaten to death by him, they all became good material for fertilizing the land.
Walking like this, Chi Ping came to Hanhai City, the only port city on the western coast of the empire.
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The slightly fishy sea breeze is refreshing, and the beautiful sea is refreshing.
After being disgusted by the wolf thief, Chi Ping decided to find something new to do. The noisy city cannot attract his interest, and the natural sea view is the scenery he seeks.
Follow the crowd into town and shop in stores.
Facing the midday sun, Chi Ping went out of the city with a series of outdoor camping equipment such as tents, flints, and iron frames.
"That's it!"
Choose a steep cliff, cut out the rocks to build a shelter from the wind, pitch your tent and place your camping equipment.
Chi Ping stood on the edge of the cliff and shouted to the vast sea, and finally jumped down.
thump!
The water splash was several meters high.
"Woohoo! Let's fry the fish!"
The sound of the waves could not cover up the childish cheers.
People tend to reveal their true nature when they are alone.
The products in the sea were so rich that it was unimaginable. It didn’t take long for Chi Ping to return to the campsite carrying two sea fish that looked edible and two sea shrimp that looked edible.
Find firewood, light a fire, barbecue...
Breathing the sea breeze and eating barbecue has a unique charm.
"Tsk! Wrong arrest!"
Chi Ping squinted and spat out the fish he just took a bite of. His mouth was numb, probably from a small poison.
Soul power circulates to dissolve toxins.
A little incident couldn't affect Chi Ping's mood. He still admired the sea view that he had never seen a few times in his life, and ate other non-poisonous seafood. Occasionally, he felt curious and would take back the grilled fish that had been bitten to try. smell.
It's poisonous!
Never tried it!
Curious!
After eating seafood and admiring the sea view, Chi Ping hummed a tune and took out his soul guide to start the analysis work.
"I never choose to give up on my ideals
Even in the bleak days..."
The passionate melody is matched with the rhythm of the waves, singing the sincerity of the child.
Sparkling waves, rolling waves.
Dusk, sunset, silver moon, breeze...
The fiery red sun crosses the sea level, and the cold moon takes its place.
Chi Ping lights up the mushroom lamp and rushes to work late at night.
"Next time... I won't come alone..."
The joy of the first meeting faded away, leaving only the unbearable desertion.
The last paragraph of the previous chapter has been reviewed. The original text is as follows:
"They massacred and raped in the village...
Scattered stumps, dead heads, entangled intestines, broken flesh and blood can be seen everywhere...
A bonfire was lit in front of the Wuhundian Church in the center of the village. Children who were no bigger than an adult's waist were strung on wooden poles. The turbid liquid fell into the fire and crackled.
The beast sang and danced while drooling thick saliva.
In the open space next to the church, the only living people in the village, a dozen women, were surrounded by wild beasts laughing like dead bodies..."
(End of this chapter)