章 11: Imprisonment
編集者: Atlas Studios
It turned out that it was already dawn outside.
Within a vicinity of around a few hundred, all the huge trees that had regained their vitality the day before had already withered, where even the leaves on the branches had fallen. After slashing the tree with a sword, one could see that its inside was completely hollow, as if its core had withdrawn.
As for the tree root demon, it was nowhere in sight.
But that didn't seem right. Last night, Zhang Yang clearly heard some clicking from afar, which was enough to prove that the tree root demon's trigger for the roots to attack came from afar.
And now, he didn't receive any kill information, so there was no doubt that either there was a bug in the Village Building Order or the tree root demon was still alive.
This is bad. That bast*rd destroyed my temporary base overnight and killed so many of my soldiers. This can't go on. We have to find the tree root demon and kill it!
Zhang Yang activated the Level 2 Vision and the results surprised him. Within a two-kilometer diameter, not even a single yellow dot was found. How was it possible that no demon existed in such a large area?
This is too bizarre.
"Look for some clues around here."
With a wave of his hand, Zhang Yang led the remaining soldiers to search for clues. The tree root demon must have been badly injured by the spider venom, else it couldn't have escaped so thoroughly.
Moreover, upon observing the entirely dead and hollow trees, he felt that the tree root demon should have also mastered some kind of demonic spells that could manipulate the roots. It would also provide the trees with some vitality before controlling their roots to attack.
Soon after, Zhang Yang and his men were out five to six hundred meters away. In the process, he turned on the Level 2 Vision once more, just in case they were ambushed.
But the area was silent. There was nothing—no bugs, birdsong, or ordinary demons—as if they had all been scared away by something.
This situation left Zhang Yang's even more uneasy. His rationality told him that now wasn't the time for revenge because seizing the moment to get out of the primeval forest and upgrading the soldiers was the most important task at hand.
"Forget it; stop the search. Let's head back."
Zhang Yang made a prompt decision and led the soldiers back in the direction they came from.
Just dozens of meters out, his hair suddenly stood on end. He immediately activated the Level 2 Protection which enveloped himself and the nearby soldiers.
Almost at the same time, along with some brushing sounds, countless, sharp tree root spikes burst out from the ground, skewering three soldiers who didn't enter the protective shield in time.
Their surroundings constantly rumbled. Within a few moments, under the bewildered gaze of Zhang Yang and the soldiers, a huge demon emerged from the mud just 30 meters ahead of them.
The demon was as tall as a five-story building. Its entire body was wrapped by arm-thick roots that glowed a dark-green luster. They constantly wriggled and twisted, seeming disgusting to the core.
Not only that, but Zhang Yang also saw that at least one-third of the roots on its body were rotten. The roots couldn't move on their own and dragged on the ground at the back, as if they were corroded by spider venom.
Before Zhang Yang and the soldiers reacted, the demon pounced on them. Hundreds of thousands of tree roots enveloped the air as it bound the Level 2 Protection, continuously constricting its space.
As expected, this approach was the same as in the underground, though admittedly it was really effective. As soon as Zhang Yang's and the soldier's space was constricted, not even the Level 2 Protection could save them.
Furthermore, Zhang Yang was also running out of energy.
"Attack its body!"
Zhang Yang furiously shouted, at the same time releasing the demonic spell he had learned.
"Imprisonment!"
He didn't know the level of strength that tree root demon's soul was, but since the situation had come to this, he could only take a chance!
In an instant, Zhang Yang felt his soul power deplete by half, transforming into thousands of soul threads, as if he had turned into a demon with countless tentacles. The demonic spell wrapped and enveloped the tree root demon, while a peculiar pattern flew out from the middle of his body and imprinted on that demon.
The scene was incredibly magical.
At that moment, Zhang Yang felt that he had touched the depths of that tree root demon's soul, which was an incomparably clear sensation. It was far more profound than one could feel. Inappropriately speaking, it was almost as if their spirit and flesh had mingled.
Everything about that tree root demon seemed to be in Zhang Yang's grasp, so much so that he figured out its real weakness.
Of course, he also sensed the demon's frantic struggle. However, it was pointless. Zhang Yang's B- soul strength easily overwhelmed the demon and in just one second, the demon was crushed by the imprisonment spell.
At that moment, time seemed to have paused. The fluttering roots in the sky became motionless.
This was a great advantage for his side.
"Kill it!"
Wu Yuan roared and took the lead. His spear was like a dragon, smashing through the countless, tangled tree roots and blasting into the body of that tree root demon with one thrust.
Shreds of debris from dozens of roots were instantly blown off. The tree root demon's body was left with a bucket-thick hole. The battle strength of a captain was undoubtedly brutal.
Meanwhile, other soldiers also snarled and charged out. Four elite spearmen stabbed the tree root demon's body, while four elite shield soldiers brandished their swords at the immobile roots like madmen.
The same went for the ordinary soldiers as well.
The bowmen inflicted very little damage because the tree root demon's defense was so high that even the elite shield soldiers had to slash with all their might to cut through it.
As for Zhang Yang, he had entered an entirely different state.
He previously thought that as long as he successfully released the imprisonment spell, he could let it run on its own just like in a game. But it wasn't like that at all. He had to maintain the imprisonment spell without moving an inch. If he slacked off even a little bit, the tree root demon would break out of the imprisonment.
That was why he desperately tried to maintain the spell and felt extremely fatigued. It also consumed a lot of his soul energy. In just a few seconds, he felt like a few days had gone by. The huge exhaustion inside-out could simply make one collapse and give up.
However, Zhang Yang held on, or more accurately, the B- strength of the soul gave him the power to persevere.
Three seconds.
Five seconds.
10 seconds.
15 seconds.
20 seconds.
Zhang Yang watched as the soldiers went berserk and slashed off all the roots of the tree root demon. After witnessing Wu Yuan blasting a large hole in its body and yanking off a green tree heart the size of a human head, Zhang Yang felt completely relieved and deactivated the imprisonment spell at the same time.
Argh!
An indescribable feeling of exhaustion erupted like a volcano, and Zhang Yang didn't even have a chance to inspect the results of the battle before he completely passed out.
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