Spore Cultist Charlie's Tree Root Attack was not actually that powerful. What was truly difficult to deal with was not the tree roots descending from above, but the red threads mixed among them.
These red threads were the truly troublesome things.
They were not exactly Mind Control.
Rather, they were a special means of manipulation.
They were effective against undead as well.
There were quite a lot of red threads flying down from above. Gu Xi did not want his subordinates to turn around and become his enemies.
So Gu Xi immediately came up with a countermeasure.
The Ghost Squad, which had been serving as mere background decoration, flew up at this moment.
They still looked like White Impermanence, their Yin Energy thick and chilling.
Although the cultists in this instance did not know what White Impermanence was, they could still feel fear from the Ghost Squad's imposing presence as it rose.
Gu Xi had only one request: use the Ghost Squad to draw the attacks of the red threads on Spore Cultist Charlie's tree roots.
Though there were many red threads on the tree roots, there were not more than sixty thousand of them.
Besides, in Gu Xi's estimation, even if there were that many red threads, Charlie could not have them pursue every enemy individually.
Fine control was not Spore Cultist Charlie's specialty.
Furthermore, the battle below had already slipped beyond his control.
He could no longer spare part of his attention to conduct fine control over every enemy.
All he could do was unleash the red threads over a wide area, first controlling people, then crudely making those tangled in the threads attack.
In Spore Cultist Charlie's eyes, as long as the enemies fell into chaos, everything was worth it.
He simply had not expected that although