So that was how it worked.
"No wonder we were attacked. The moment we stepped in here, we were already trampling on their lives. The tree formed by their collective will was only its outward form."
Wang Shi gave a bitter smile. For the first time, he felt that he truly had been in the wrong from the start.
"Friends who live here, we never meant to disturb your peace. We stumbled in by accident. Please let us leave. We promise we will never come here again."
His words received no response. Instead, the tiny life-forms around them attacked more and more frequently.
Though they had little combat power, the support of this world's laws still allowed them to make it difficult for Wang Shi to breathe.
It would not kill him, but he could feel countless tiny life-forms already eating into his body.
The sensation of ten thousand insects gnawing at his heart was chiefly what made it so unbearable.
Houtu's expression grew grave.
"There's no other way. We have to fight our way out. Waiting any longer will only lead us down a road to death."
The two exchanged a glance, then swiftly raced back the way they had come.
What they did not know was that this world was even more unusual than they had imagined.
On the Mandela Grassland, the Frog God Race was locked in a long-standing struggle with the Elf God Race.
An accidental collision had inexplicably shattered the barriers between the two worlds, causing them to begin merging.
As the laws of the two worlds fused, intense conflict arose between their inhabitants.
The Frog God Race possessed extraordinarily advanced technology and excelled at making all sorts of other weapons.
But when their technology entered the Elf God World, it had no effect