The impassioned speech gave Ed goosebumps, and its effect on weakening him seemed even better than that on weakening Cuiske.
However, it's clear that there's no other type of person who would make such a childish statement at this time...
The Willow Man didn't react at all to the angry shout; he just focused on attacking Ed.
The next moment, his body suddenly tilted to the side, causing his heavy punch aimed at Ed to completely miss its mark.
A giant half-tree man, with a dark gray body and thick hair like a tree crown, struck the willow man in the side with his elbow.
If two humans were fighting in this way, it would be impossible for them not to end up in the hospital after such an attack.
The Willow Man seemed completely unprepared for the appearance of a second giant in the small underground space. Its scarlet eyes turned to the side, meeting those of the Half-Treant Aggregate that was a head shorter than it.
The willow man's movements faltered for a moment as his gaze swept over him.
If the Willow Man had an expression at this moment, everyone would have seen his jaw nearly dislocated in astonishment.
How is that possible?
How could anyone possibly possess such an ability?
Cuiske was instantly shaken—
Why did I encounter almost the exact same ability the moment I used the secret technique that I had honed over decades to master?
One is a wicker man, the other a solid half-tree man. Although they differ slightly in details, Cuiske is absolutely certain that they are not much different in principle from his abilities!
This is a skill that only a true High Tier expert can master; it's something that the Pseudo·High Tier holding the sword at his feet could never achieve.
Sailesi, Luxiusi, and Geliwusi are not here. Anyone with similar abilities shouldn't exist at all!
Cuiske's lineage-derived abilities from Adelaide are " All-Attribute Weakening " and " Weakness Detection ".
With his abilities, how could he not see that the giant before him, a head shorter than himself, was a composite of the humans who attacked this place?
His gaze swept across him and he immediately pinpointed the exact locations of the eighteen hearts. As long as he attacked those locations simultaneously, this guy in front of him would be no threat at all!
Countless willow branches stretched out from Cuiske's body, like hundreds and thousands of constantly dancing squid tentacles.
These branches launched an attack instantly. Although the Half-Treant Aggregate tried its best to dodge, six players had their hearts shattered on the spot in just one exchange.
The one currently controlling this body is [ Zhongde ], and he was also the one who just uttered that cringeworthy line.
After taking this round of attacks, he felt that the difficulty of controlling his body had increased sharply, and he needed to focus more on the operation.
This feeling is like playing an online game. One second you feel like you're sitting on a server and having a blast, and the next second you feel like you've been sent to a deserted island, where the latency has increased dozens of times and there's even a risk of packet loss.
Seeing that his attack had hit its mark, Cuiske's initial shock subsided somewhat.
The abilities of this Half-Treant Aggregate in front of me are indeed very similar to mine, but because the strength of the materials that make it up is limited, it can only reach the Middle Tier.
Since I am of High Tier, the beings formed by devouring the Blood Corpse will naturally also be of High Tier.
As long as he doesn't think about where that power came from, Cuiske will continue to feel that the advantage is in his hands.
However, just as the two giants, each between fifteen and twenty meters tall, were locked in fierce combat, Cuiske suddenly heard a whooshing sound.
The voice was deep and heavy, just like when he swung his fist at the boy.
Driven by instinct, Cuiske maneuvered the Willow Man to nimbly dodge, only to see a gray-white figure descend from the sky and punch the spot where he had just been standing.
Cuiske took a step back to steady himself, looked up to see the situation before him, and then froze completely.
two!
There are actually two such Half-Treant Aggregate!
Still eighteen heart weaknesses, still gray-white bark armor, still light green tree crown-shaped hair.
If one had to pinpoint the difference between these two half-tree beings, it would be their hairstyles.
But does it matter?
Obviously, that's not important at this moment.
The first half-tree had just recovered from the delay of losing a third of its heart and placed its hands in front of it as if it were about to capture the creature.
The second half-tree, who had just joined the battle, lowered his upper body and placed his fists one in front of the other.
At this moment, the player controlling this body also has another identity in reality—a boxing coach.
At this moment, Cuiske's mind was completely thrown into chaos.
If only one half-tree was fighting him today, Cuiske would only conclude that some being possessed the power to form an aggregate.
But everything changed from the appearance of the second half-tree being.
Regardless of the power system, going from zero to one is always the most difficult.
Just like the first mobile fortress in the Graycast Corridor took three or four years to build, but the second one was built in just two months.
To sum it up in one sentence: one doesn't necessarily mean two, but two... there will definitely be three!
Cuiske thought he could handle five, ten, and a half tree-men without much trouble, but what about fifty? Or a hundred?
Who is it? Who is it?
The willow man's eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light, following the faint citrus scent emanating from the two half-tree figures to spot a figure standing in the distance—
It was an ordinary-looking human. He was standing at the gap in his wooden wall, carrying a huge package on his back and holding a peeled orange in his hand.
Whenever someone enters through the gap in the low wall, this person will politely approach them, offer them a segment of orange, and say something.
Cuiske carefully read the lip movements and quickly memorized the sentence in his mind:
" High Tier are too hard to beat. Haven't you heard the saying, 'High-level players fight low-level players, fight XX'? Come on, brother, eat this orange slice. Let's become Middle Tier before we fight him."
By this time, a lot of orange peels had been thrown at the man's feet. Behind him, a sticky thing was rising from the shallow water of the dark lake; it was the third half-tree person.
Seeing this, Cuiske's mindset changed slightly.
He was absolutely certain that these enemies were members of his "former company," the Tree Worship Church.
But I've only been away from the Tree Worship Church for over eighty years. Have those three idiots already developed the power of the plant system to such an extent that they can mass-produce Middle Tier giants?
He could hardly believe what he was seeing.
Before he could even react, two slightly shorter tree-man figures stepped forward, looking as if they intended to forcibly restrain him.
The half-tree being that had just transformed into human form had one very obvious characteristic compared to the other two half-tree beings—
His fists were shaped like sword blades.
Seeing this, Cuiske had no other thoughts in his mind.
All other issues can be put aside for now; at this moment, only battle matters!