The expected Shattered sound did not come, which made Ed click his tongue in disapproval.
I thought I'd see some memorable scene like accidentally breaking a glass lamp, but to my surprise, the eyeball from nothingness vanished the moment it touched the ground.
Cuiske clearly knew something; he didn't seem to care about the disappearance of the eye, and instead, he had gained two more usable arms.
On the other side of the battlefield, the sharp tip of King of Domination Feng's spear pierced Adelaide's neck.
There was no gushing of blood like in a human; Adelaide simply tilted her head, and the two pieces of skin that had been cut apart were glued back together, as if a corpse had decomposed and reattached.
The King of Domination stopped his horse a short distance away, turned around, and couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement when he saw this scene.
"In such a short time, and with only an avatar, do you really think you Domination me?"
Adelaide's cold tone, coupled with his worn and half-ruined aristocratic attire, made him appear as awe-inspiring as a king emerging from his tomb.
How will you know if you don't try?
The King of Domination dismounted and gently tapped the armor on his side twice.
Xilǐ'er's carapace split open instantly, revealing six cracks crackling with electric arcs.
He inserted the six javelins from the Radish into the gaps in his back one by one, transforming himself into an old general on stage covered in flags.
He then patted Radish's side, causing the horse to gallop towards the knights' retinue.
"Even if I can't kill you, I'll make you feel the pain!"
A thunderous dragon roar echoed from afar. Adelaide seemed to sense something; although her deathly pale face remained expressionless, her aura seemed to have intensified.
As her fully armed relatives gradually approached, Adelaide slightly raised her right hand.
Fingernails laced with Corpse Poison slashed across his forehead from left to right. Beneath the torn flesh was not a skull, but the dark purple single eye that had just left Cuiske reappeared.
As that eye slowly opened, Adelaide looked at her blood relative before her:
" Mortal Enmity, locked on."
On the other side of the dark lake.
Cuiske scrambled away from the area where he had stumbled.
He hadn't forgotten that the dragon had only given him a push, its two front claws hadn't even touched the ground yet.
The very next moment after he rolled away—
"Bang!"
The dragon's claws touched the ground, and the whistling wind rose again, the sound coming from its wings, which seemed to be woven from branches and tender leaves.
At this moment, hundreds of plant tissues from the cave ceiling, ground, and surrounding rock walls all had their own tasks, like the print heads of 3D printers, continuously spraying onto the keel made of brownish-gray wood.
Muscles, tendons, skin, scales...
Before Cuiske could even catch his breath, a real dragon composed entirely of plant matter appeared before him!
As the last printed vine, having completed its mission, drooped weakly, the dragon's scales, which resembled stacked leaves, rippled, and the eyes on its head gradually brightened from their dimness.
At this moment, the dragon made of plants was no longer just a model, but truly came to life, exuding an aura that made people want to submit.
Such is the nature of those born with High Tier of cultivation; a mere glance is enough to inspire awe in others.
But wooden dragons have not existed in this world for a very long time, and if it were a dragon soul, how could it be...?
Cuiske looked up in disbelief, only to find Ed standing in a position that seemed extremely presumptuous—
The top of the plant dragon's head!
He gripped the hilt of the exquisite, slender knight's sword tightly, its tip embedded in the skull of the giant dragon below, as if he were some kind of dragon-slaying hero.
With a mount that most people wouldn't even dare to dream of, Ed's power and prestige are now being amplified.
That imposing aura that made Cuiske bow down came from that young man who looked to be less than twenty years old.
Damn, could this really be Tree God?
An uncompromising, complete Tree God?
How could those three idiots dare to let something like this come into being?
Cuiske struggled to adjust his posture while keeping an eye on all the enemies around him, but his mind was already filled with unease.
However, Ed's shout interrupted his thoughts. The young man standing on the dragon's head pointed in the direction of Cuiske and shouted loudly:
" Noya!"
"Roar!"
"Tear it apart!"
"Roar!!!"
The boy leaped into the air, and the giant dragon beneath his feet used all four claws and wings to launch itself like a cannonball, striking the stunned Cuiske.
On the distant battlefield, Tim watched as the spider leg in his hand gradually turned into a dry, empty shell. He casually glanced back in the direction where Noya had appeared, and clicked his tongue in surprise twice.
"Truly... everyone's talents are being put to the best use."
"What are you looking at, you old man?!"
A slightly delicate voice rang out, and Tim looked around and saw layers upon layers of spider webs above his head.
A ghostly figure flickered in the spiderwebs from all directions. This body, which was essentially of Low Tier, was far too weak. One had to concentrate to barely see the trembling spider silk left behind by Margaret's high-speed movement.
There's something I'm wondering about.
Margaret's voice came again:
"You were clearly at your limit before, so why did you suddenly stop worrying?"
Upon hearing this, Tim raised his left hand, looking at the cracks on it that shimmered with the light of dusk.
He clenched his fist slightly, and the patterns vanished instantly, restoring his gauntlet to its original, pristine state.
However, behind him, an even more obvious and dazzling crack of light had appeared.
He sighed softly and said:
"If I'm determined to give up a piece of my collection, then I'll choose to make the most of it."
Noya, in her plant-dragon form, was having a great time— Ed had added a small amount of rare, High Tier material ( Seraphina's tail flesh) to the body he was creating, temporarily granting it High Tier power.
As a soul, she would not feel any pain unless attacked by a soul.
Furthermore, since the dragon body Ed printed was even more intact than her original body, Noya was like a cripple who had suddenly recovered, excitedly launching heavy punches at the wooden figure that was about the same size as herself.
The players who formed the half-tree formation now realized what they should be doing – observing from the sidelines and then looking for opportunities to unleash their full damage potential!
At this moment, [ Zhongde ] was even more excited!
The old event is making a limited-time return!
NPCs break resilience, players deal damage, and exquisite teamwork is right before your eyes!
However, this time, it wasn't Xilǐ'er who was responsible for breaking the toughness, but rather the Pixel Blue Dragon that always lingered in everyone's sight.
This guy looks really cool when viewed in high resolution... It would be even better if the color scheme were blue and white instead of green and brown.
Inside the cave, Noya, caught up in the excitement of the game, suddenly heard a message from Ed through the Root Network:
"Stop messing around, steer the battle towards Adelaide."