He had given up his ambitions and his future; all he wanted was to fight, either to wipe out the rebels or to be killed by them.
Tonight is the first and last time he will push his abilities to the limit. His body has even undergone some Tree Transformation Aberration due to the excessive exploitation of the Symbiotic Tree. At this moment, the area below his cheeks near his neck looks more like tree bark than human skin.
As the sobs in the church grew fainter, Antiya Lisi slowly rose from the archbishop's seat.
He looked at the nearly a thousand "pupae" densely packed on the church floor, and slowly raised his hands in front of him.
Almost simultaneously, a crack appeared on the surface of the pupae, and then one by one, half-tree people with a lot of mucus on their bodies emerged from them.
On their bodies, the partially decomposed priestly robes were still faintly visible, though most had been corroded into tattered strips of cloth, yet two distinct styles were still discernible—
Holy Crusaders who entered the church earlier, whether they came from the Holy City or were from Fir City, have been transformed into monsters by Antiya Lisi in an equal manner.
Their current state is somewhere between humans and Treant Hunter, more like the state of [ Clear Soup Master ] when he was possessed by the Duke of Adelaide.
Clearly, they were all defective products made in a rush, but defects made by Antiya Lisi only affect their lifespan. If they only needed to fight for one night, then such defective products would be more than enough.
Some of the half-tree beings seemed to still retain their senses, looking at Antiya Lisi with empty but strange eyes, wanting to say something but having lost the ability to speak.
As the mucus on their bodies gradually dried, these half-tree Holy Crusaders began to roar.
Antiya Lisi looked at these monsters who obeyed his every command, gently pressed down with his hands, and his booming voice echoed throughout the cathedral:
"The only rule tonight: Kill every individual who attacks you!"
" Holy Crusaders, charge with me!"
Amidst a deafening roar, Antiya Lisi led countless half-tree people out of the cathedral like a green tide, rushing towards the tunnel exit in the Fir City.
In the Fir City, players with high moral standards are besieging the Treant Hunter.
Objectively speaking, players' understanding of the Treant Hunter has been completely inadequate over the past two months.
There are two main reasons for this. First, when players are playing the first phase of Fir City Operation, their main task is to collect intelligence and items and complete the evacuation. They do not have a strong desire to fight, so they are more likely to choose a strategic retreat when facing the Treant Hunter.
The second reason is that even if they wanted to fight the Treant Hunter, they could only gather three people in a short time. One Treant Hunter could easily take on three players and easily pack them up as loot for that night.
However, things changed in the new phase of the game --
How many Treant Hunter are there? A hundred? Two hundred? That's about it.
How many players are there? A thousand? Two thousand? Definitely more than that.
If [ Zhongde ] hadn't attacked the city walls and taken away a group of players, the players pouring out of the tunnels would have already filled this area to capacity.
Now, the players have an overwhelming numerical advantage, and they are motivated by one another, finally ready to engage in battle with the elite monsters of the map that have left them with such psychological trauma...
After a head-on confrontation, the players were surprised to discover--
Treant Hunter, it's nothing special.
A Treant Hunter can fight three or five players simultaneously. What about ten players? Twenty players?
Previously, they only bullied players because of their high stats. Although their raw strength was not much different from that of the weaker vampire count, these Treant Hunter had no ability to infect.
For enemies that only have numbers and no mechanics, simply increasing numbers is the best way to fight them.
"Quick, get a rope to tie me up! I can't hold on much longer!"
In the chaotic, dark battlefield, a player was shouting loudly, trying to get his teammates to cooperate in capturing the Treant Hunter, whose thick branches had already been cut off.
However, no teammates responded to him. The player turned around and saw that the players who had just been cooperating with him behind him had been turned into Turkish kebabs by another treant.
The surviving player was briefly shocked, then felt a tremendous force, as if it could tear him apart, surge through his body—
He could no longer suppress the Treant Hunter; the opponent only had a few seconds to Imbalance, and if he failed to seize the opportunity, he would be doomed.
Just as he was ready to reopen the gates, the Treant Hunter was suddenly bound by seven or eight thick branches.
The branches tightened their grip, quickly binding the tree spirit completely and preventing it from attacking the player with its branches. Then, the tree spirit actually broke off the branches it had used to bind another tree spirit, causing them to dry quickly and remain in a hard and taut state.
At the same time, a sound like tree bark rubbing against each other entered the ears of the surviving player:
Is this the right thing to do?
He looked up in disbelief and saw a tree-man, four or five meters tall, looking down at him—no, looking down at him through its canopy—and the tearing, scraping sound came from a hole in the tree.
"Yes, yes..."
The player nodded subconsciously, then immediately remembered something and quickly asked:
"You are one of the Treant Hunter..."
The first word that came to his mind was "traitor," but remembering that he was on the side of justice, he forcibly swallowed the derogatory term and changed his words:
"You're the 'inside man' among the Treant Hunter?!"
"That's right, you can call me Enzo. [ Howling Pothos ] sent me to help you."
Although the treant's voice was shrill, its speech was remarkably fluent, demonstrating that it was a thinking, intelligent being, completely different from all the other Treant Hunter who only knew how to attack.
The player thought for a moment and quickly continued, "I remember the hidden side quest."
" Enzo, we are saving your companions. Our lord may have a way to heal them. I need your help."
"I know, please speak."
Seeing that the other player could communicate so smoothly, the player immediately pointed to another Treant Hunter not far away:
"I'll distract him, and you can tie him up while we're at it, just like before."
Okay, no problem.
The player ran two steps forward, then suddenly turned around and asked:
"By the way Enzo, do you know where the Pothos Ivy, that is, [ Howling Pothos ], is right now?"
Enzo the Tree Man thought for a moment and said:
He should be in the most dangerous place.