Chapter 529 Plants Are Also Crazy (8500 Words)
After this experience, every adventurer became very alert to the plants around them.
Soon, everyone found some dangerous and deadly plants.
Adult-sized Venus flytraps.
The grass leaves, like clamps, stretched out.
In the middle was a juice with a strong smell, and undigested bones and shells could be vaguely seen.
The thin leaves that seemed harmless to humans and animals would instantly harden when the prey fell into the center of the leaves.
As the grass leaves closed, they instantly retracted and stabbed straight inward, killing or clamping the prey directly.
The killing scenes that everyone saw happened 3 or 4 times.
What's even more bizarre is that after a successful hunt, the Venus flytraps would actually pull out their thick rhizomes from the ground.
They quickly moved to another hunting location, then camouflaged themselves and waited for the next prey to arrive.
The small tree named "brain leaf worm" by the "arcanist" vest.
It is not big in size, but it is very good at camouflage.
When small prey walked past, they did not move.
When a large, unsuspecting prey passes by, they will pounce silently and wrap the prey's head and spine.
Then, they will grow special spikes that pierce into the prey's body and control the body and brain.
During this period, the prey will not feel any pain, and even the silent change of thinking can have a very reasonable self-explanation.
A high-level wanderer was hit, and after several minutes, his companions around him did not notice his abnormality.
If Matthew had not seen the "blood disaster" above his head, he might have died quietly.
They will quietly suck the prey's spine and brain until the whole body is completely out of control.
Only when the brain leaf worms are full and full will they abandon the corpse that has lost its use value and hide in a nearby position.
Wait for the next prey to target the "fresh" corpse.
Although these two strange and dangerous plants are relatively deadly, they are rare and usually difficult to encounter.
The next one is completely different.
You can see a group almost every few dozen meters you walk.
They are called "Hooked Poisonous Gorse", a carnivorous grass named after its fruit.
At first glance, they look like a bunch of ordinary shrubs.
On the top vines of the shrubs, there grow clusters of crystal-like beans.
These dazzling beans also exude an alluring aroma.
Many adventurers with a willpower below 5 points almost "lost control".
Fortunately, their companions woke them up in time.
Otherwise, they would be caught by the thorny vines, dragged into the bushes, and fall into the ferocious mouths of the flesh.
Whether it is the highly corrosive digestive fluid or the thick and deadly thorns.
They can easily kill adventurers with a physical fitness below 15 points.
Moreover, these hooked poisonous gorse beans everywhere grow in patches.
Around them, there are some larger and more dangerous variants.
Along the way, even Elio and Beelzebub, who were leading the way in front, felt a lot of pressure.
They must always be vigilant and not relax at all.
Seemingly inconspicuous thorns and stings may bring deadly dangers.
The team marched for about an hour.
Arrived at a position 3 kilometers away from the base in a straight line.
Such a "touching" marching speed brought considerable mental pressure to the adventurers.
On the contrary, Matthew, who observed and collected information along the way, was quite satisfied with the strength of Alice's adventure group.
The old team members whose strength increased rapidly, plus some newly recruited adventurer elites.
The average professional level of Alice's adventure group has reached an astonishing level 10.
In just one year, Alice has developed a small adventure team into a large elite adventure group.
Even if it is the east wind of the development of the Gulf Territory, the personal ability is also outstanding.
Matthew vaguely remembers that the first batch of professionals who entered the game, the average level of the average line was only level 4.
The strongest top player has just reached level 10, which is at the peak of the middle-level professional.
In this way, the adventurers of the Gulf Territory not only perfectly replaced the role of the players.
And they are more obedient and easier to control.
Players who all want to "become Buddhas and ancestors" and "become kings and dominate" are not conducive to the control of the Gulf Territory because of their "game dust" mentality.
Matthew, who has thought about this clearly, decided to continue to improve the training of adventurers.
In the future, one after another powerful and flexible adventure groups will become an important part of the armed forces of the Gulf Territory.
Just as Matthew was thinking, Elio, who was leading the way, suddenly stopped.
A series of slight exclamations also made the adventurers behind immediately alert.
Yaya looked over and saw a slightly barren woodland.
The ground full of stones and dead bones gave people the feeling of seeing a mass grave.
However, when they arrived here, they no longer had the suffocating feeling of hostility from all directions.
Seeing this scene, Matthew immediately remembered something and turned his head to the hesitant Alice and said:
"We are almost there, follow these traces."
For this special mission, Alice did not say anything and issued an order to continue moving forward.
The bizarre skeletons on the ground opened the eyes of the adventurers.
Fist to adult sized bugs.
Remaining plant-like remains were revealed.
The skeleton of a gigantic beast several meters high.
The bones of various creatures.
It gives everyone the feeling that these corpses are relatively complete. They are not like the battle relics that everyone knows. Instead, they give people the feeling of being in a cemetery.
Metal frame?
Matthew "looked" at the metallic luster of the corpse and saw a variety of common metal components such as iron, copper, gold, and silver.
At the same time, we also saw the existence of some sporadic rare magic metals such as "Adamantine" and "Mithril".
Metalized life forms are very rare in Matthew's overall memory.
The demiplane of Catachan in my impression has never been encountered before.
"That's not right. Such serious metal penetration, why didn't it appear after more than ten years?"
"Could it be said that the regional characteristics of local biological species are also different depending on the location of the transmission?"
Let Yaya collect some specimens, and Matthew also collected some information while walking.
Walk through this dead "cemetery".
The Gulf Territory adventure group came to a vast plain.
The thick fog rarely became lighter.
The scene that can be revealed makes every adventurer feel even more creepy.
The grass gathered together, waving its roots and moving forward.
Dangerous and deadly barbed poison gorse, huddled and grappled together.
The crawling vines are like tens of thousands of twisted snakes, crawling forward in an entanglement.
One after another, big trees sprouted vine arms that climbed forward, rolling forward.
It gave everyone the feeling that these plants had come alive and turned into twisted green monsters.
What makes people even more uncomfortable is that underneath these crazy plants, there is a layer of green fungi that is dozens of centimeters thick.
Devouring the slower-moving plants bit by bit, turning them into a part of yourself.
On the contrary, the large plants are secretly devouring these green carpets and growing vigorously little by little.
Such a picture that subverted cognition made Chris couldn't help but mutter:
"Good guy, luckily these ghosts didn't attack us just now..."
Elio glanced back at the jungle shrouded in thick fog, vaguely feeling that there should be certain "laws" in the transformation into the living creatures in front of him.
At this moment, Yaya, who had the best eyesight, turned into a light flying bird. After seeing the scene in the distance, he shouted in a clear voice:
"Yeah, there's a city ahead, and these plants are besieging them."
Can anyone survive in this hellish place?
Almost all the adventurers couldn't help but look at the "arcanist".
Obviously, the Arcanist led everyone straight here because he knew the situation here.
Is it to save that city?
In fact, everyone guessed it right this time.
Matthew's goal is really to rescue the Catachans' castle.
Matthew only stayed in the Catachan demiplane for a short five or six months.
But he was very impressed by the demiplane of Catachan, which is "ridden with dangers and can be called the Green Hell", and the people of Catachan, who are "brave and good at fighting and known as Rambo per capita."
The demiplane Catachan is on the verge of upheaval, and players are forced to leave.
Wait for Matthew to return to the Catachan plane again.
All the millions of Catachan people who once lived in the demiplane of Catachan have died.
Matthew only found some tattered ruins and the history of Catachan's gradual destruction over more than 10 years.
Calculating the time, the time when the crazy plants launched their attack happened to be very recently.
Therefore, when Matthew discovered what happened to these plants, he knew their "purpose".
"Roar……!"
Amidst the roaring sound, Thorne, wearing a black jacket, violently waved his 3-meter-long "Ghost Claw", splitting several twisted tree men in half as they jumped up.
The twisted tree man screamed in pain and fell down helplessly.
He was trampled down by the dense trees and vines, dragged to the bottom of the fungus carpet, and greedily devoured.
Thorne, who was panting, felt a fatal danger approaching.
He rolled nimbly on the ground, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of ferocious spikes flying towards him.
"Jet Cactus!!!"
With a warning shout, Thorne quickly ran towards the twisted orcs who climbed up the city wall.
He hadn't rested for three or four hours, but he had no intention of stopping.
The defense force suffered heavy losses and no longer had any extra troops to defend the outermost city wall.
He must hold on as long as possible to buy time for the combat troops to adjust.
As for the Jet Cactus, which was a great threat to him, he chose to trust his comrades, just like he had trusted countless times before.
Click! Click! Click!
The huge cactus was covered with yellow-brown cracks, its abdomen gradually swelled, and it had spikes that were thirty to forty centimeters long.
As its body expanded, it slowly emerged and grew to more than one meter long. Just when it was about to contract its abdomen, it sprayed out these spikes that exuded a metallic luster.
"Bang!"
An explosion of fire ripped open its chest "in an instant."
The violent explosion triggered a terrifying impact.
Thousands of spikes on the jet cactus flew around at the same time, and more than 20 twisted tree men were blown into sieves.
Those seemingly inconspicuous spikes contain extremely terrifying toxins.
The twisted orc who was stabbed screamed and turned yellow, and his whole body seemed to be dismembered by a sharp blade, cracking and falling piece by piece.
Dale put down his musket and immediately hid behind the bunker. Dozens of twisted spikes flew over his head.
Counting the remaining six ammunitions with heartache, Dale gritted his teeth and reloaded the musket, while shouting at the same time:
"Hold on for three more minutes!"
Bang!
Dodging the poisonous vines, Thorn's strong body jumped up flexibly.
While swinging his knife to cut off the twisted tree man's chest, he stepped on its shaking and falling arms and threw away the heavy "ghost claws".
The obliquely chopped blade just happened to chop off the head of the twisted tree man who surrounded him, and in the twisting and turning, he avoided the sweep of several vines.
Every time Thorn dodged and attacked, it was as dangerous as dancing on the tip of the knife of the god of death.
However, Thorn seemed to have gotten used to such a battle.
He calmly dodged the attacks of various plants, and even carefully avoided the broken vines on the ground.
He calculated the direction and strength of each step, and relied on his fighting instinct to avoid the danger flying from afar.
Thorne heard Dale's cry, but he knew his own suffering now.
The lack of food and supplies, as well as enough time to rest, made his condition decline quickly.
Even if his will was strong enough, his body was still at the peak of being able to hunt Catachan demons alone.
However, the endless enemies had almost drained all his energy and physical strength.
Even though the fear and terror in his body were constantly sending him a signal to retreat.
Thorne, with a heart as strong as steel, was still fighting hard on the city wall to stop these twisted monsters from rushing into the city wall.
Unfortunately, human power will eventually run out.
As Thorne's speed slowed down, the sharp "ghost claws" became heavier and heavier, and various twisted plants struggled to climb up the city wall.
The crazy wave of plants was about to drown Thorne!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three shots in a row, the rotating iron balls pierced through three twisted tree men that rushed over.
This gave Thorne space to retreat.
Dale sensed the crisis coming, but still gritted his teeth and did not dodge. He quickly moved the muzzle, aimed, and shot!
Bang!
The flying wood chips surrounded Thorne, and he deftly turned to the side.
He turned the handle of the knife skillfully, and slapped a gust of wind to the side, blowing away the flying small wood chips.
Thorne, who felt his hands and feet were a little weak, ran towards the stone sentry tower regardless of the twisted tree men chasing behind him.
He jumped lightly twice, avoiding the jet spikes, and the whole person jumped to the shooting port.
Dale, whose half of his body was dyed red, had just pulled out the black spikes and was trembling and half-kneeling on the ground.
Thorne, panting heavily, turned his head to look at the sparsely populated city wall behind him, and said with gritted teeth:
"If the hunting team hadn't returned, how could we be so embarrassed."
He sprinkled a bag of green powder on the wound, and Dale, who felt as if he was surrounded by flames, trembled with pain. After more than 10 seconds, he said with sweat on his forehead:
"The biggest trouble is that the green tide is erupting faster and faster. I hope we won't become the third city destroyed this year."
Thorn, whose eyes were a little black, looked at the twisted tree man getting closer and closer, tightly grasped the heavy "ghost claw", and said dully:
"We won't lose!!"
"Roar...!"
The roaring twisted tree man responded.
They stared with dark red eyes, shouted in a strange tone that no one could hear, and struggled to rush up.
Dale struggled to stand up, loaded the last two rounds of ammunition, and waited for Thorne to shoot again after swinging his knife.
They both knew that they could no longer see whether the city could be defended or not.
Just when the two were ready to fight to the death and kill a few more monsters as scapegoats.
Groups of flashing red light suddenly exploded on the city wall!
The scorching flames spread and instantly devoured dozens of twisted plants.
Boom!
Boom!
The explosions that came one after another stunned Thorne and Dale, who had experienced many battles.
Thorne looked at the twisted monsters that were swept away, and the burning plants, and couldn't help muttering to himself:
"What is this? The artillery researched by the main city?"
"No, it's a spell!"
Dale, with an excited look on his face, pointed at the red tracks in the sky and the silver-white majestic figure, and said in disbelief:
"That's a dragon!!!"
"Ding, you killed the distorted magic plant-twisted tree man, and gained 3000 experience points."
"Ding, you killed the distorted magic plant-jet cactus, and gained 5000 experience points."
"Ding, you killed the distorted magic plant-beating grass, and gained 1000 experience points."
"Ding, you killed..."
"..."
The dense killing prompts on the data panel gave Matthew a lot of information.
He looked at the crazy distorted plants below, and threw fireballs one by one, clearing away the plants that climbed up the city wall.
The few twisted tree men who climbed over the city wall were shot and killed by the defenders who reacted.
The Catachans stared at the circling Fang in disbelief, feeling a very terrible "pressure", but they all forced themselves not to take action.
After regaining his breath, Thorne took a sip of bitter wine made from barbed poisonous gorse beans, stood up without hesitation, and waved to the huge fangs.
Yaya released his claws and waited for hundreds of cans of fierce fire oil to fall, dyeing the crazy plants outside the city wall black.
Yaya, who had strong control, landed lightly on the city wall.
She glanced at Thorne and took a deep breath suddenly.
"Roar……!"
The gushing flames swept across as the teeth shook, covering the crazy plants outside the city wall.
The dragon's breath, which contains the power of terrifying destruction, coupled with the impact of adding fuel to the fire, instantly ignites thousands of crazy plants.
call! call! call!
The rising flames of destruction instantly shot out to a height of more than 10 meters.
The scorching fire greedily ignited the bodies of all the plants, burning their twisted bodies into ashes.
When Yaya turned around, illuminated by the firelight soaring into the sky behind her, she left an extremely deep impression on the brave and capable Catachan people.
Unable to help swallowing, Thorne saw Matthew walking down from behind Yaya, and quickly shouted in jerky Common Tongue:
"Dear caster, Catachan Post No. 46 greets you. We are still adhering to our mission!"
After saying this, Thorne looked at Matthew expectantly.
Matthew smiled slightly, but secretly recorded these pieces of information, and asked in a calm and confident tone:
"I see that you have relatively few soldiers. Do you need me to send soldiers to support you?"
Soldier?
support?
"Thank you Master Spellcaster for your support, we..."
Thorne was so excited that he nodded repeatedly. Looking at Yaya rising into the air again, he couldn't help but look in wonder.
Yaya soared into the air, looking at the twisted and crazy green tide below, and followed the same method as before, igniting all the other three sides.
Waves of cheers rang out from the city wall, and hundreds of excited Catachan soldiers quickly returned to the first city wall and began to clean up the corpses on the wall.
Throw them all into the fire.
Yaya resisted the urge to change back to human form, looked at the green tide that began to retreat, and couldn't help but curiously asked:
"Just let them go?"
Looking at the mushroom carpet slowly leaving the flame-burning area, Matthew could clearly see that its changes were intensifying, and he responded in his heart:
"They will not leave, but will gather more plants to come."
After getting Thorne's reply, Matthew deployed a small teleportation circle.
With a flash of light, Alice's adventure group, which was staying in the distance, walked out of the teleportation array.
Seeing the sophisticated equipment on the adventurers, Thorne's heart beat rapidly. He suppressed his complicated thoughts and asked in an unbelievable tone:
"Excuse me, Lord Spellcaster, are you from other planes?"
Nodding, Matthew was not surprised that Thorne could figure out the origins of himself and others.
After all, they did not hide their identities, used teleportation arrays and spells, and were completely different from the power system of the Catachan plane.
It's not that the Catachans don't have spellcasters, but because they lack the knowledge and inheritance of spellcasters, they can only be forced to become spellcasters such as warlocks, shamans, and priests.
The number of mages is very small, and their professional levels are not high.
Moreover, because of the special nature of Catachan's education method, even spell casters' methods of adding points are very strange.
Power Mage or Battle Mage!
Dale, who looked pale, looked at the adventurers who were taking out boxes of supplies, and said excitedly, holding his musket:
"The prophecy came true, it actually came true!!"
The other Catachan soldiers who heard this also looked over excitedly and started discussing eagerly.
"It's been nearly 6,000 years, but we didn't expect that we would finally be waiting for the Child of Prophecy!"
"Are they the ones in the prophecy?"
"Is it true or false?"
"It should be real, a real dragon, a spellcaster, a spell, another dimension..."
"So, we don't have to perish?"
"We will not perish!"
"..."
Listening to their discussion, the adventurers were all curious, but Matthew was the only one who fell into deep thought.
He once heard that people from the Catachan plane migrated from the main material plane.
Just because of some special reasons, the Catachan plane lost contact with the main material plane.
But Matthew didn't expect that thousands of years later, the Catachan people were still spreading legends about the main material plane.
As for that prophecy, Matthew didn't take it to heart.
There are too many different kinds of true and false prophecies.
Matthew glanced at Thorne, who was quite calm, and couldn't help but admire him very much.
Thorne.
Race: human.
Age: 35.
Occupation: None.
Challenge level: 14+!
Talent: Extraordinary - Son of the Jungle LV3, jungle combat, all attributes +3, concealment +30%, attack +30%.
Heritage: None.
Expertise:
Extraordinary Expertise-Danger Perception LV2.
Advanced Specialty - Weakness Insight LV3.
Advanced expertise-Strength LV3.
Advanced expertise-Swift LV2.
…
Attributes
Strength: 16
Agility: 18
Constitution: 16
Intelligence: 12
Charisma: 11
Perception: 16
Luck: -4 (death omen star moving)
Rating: One of the strongest mortals.
It's really too strong!
It's too exaggerated!
Matthew never thought that the current Catachan soldiers didn't even have a professional inheritance.
But even so, like Thorne, he developed his own bloodline ability and studied combat skills on his own.
He could actually reach a challenge level of 14+, and all attributes had super basic attributes that exceeded 10 points.
There are many low-level mortal warriors like Thorne among Catachan soldiers.
No wonder the Catachans relied on only more than 10 cities in the future to withstand the green tide attack of the entire plane.
With their basic qualities and combat capabilities, combined with the power system and professional system learned from the main material plane.
Just saying "Rambo per capita" is really a bit too much of a compliment to Rambo.
Just as Matthew imagined the scene of Catachan soldiers learning the power system and becoming professionals, and their combat effectiveness soared by leaps and bounds.
The retreating green tide in the distance soon underwent a drastic change.
Those twisted plants, under the supply of fungal blankets, grew up rapidly and turned into twisted tree people.
Those very strong twisted tree people, however, slowly changed and had gray-black shells.
Matthew, who saw this change, said thoughtfully: "Defense flame shell? It's really interesting that it changes so quickly."
Matthew, who devoted himself to studying flesh and blood spells, naturally understood the difficulty of transforming a specialty out of thin air.
It was incredible that fungal blankets and distorted plants were "processed" so easily.
However, it was precisely because these fungal blankets were so "abnormal" that Matthew's interest was aroused.
If he could obtain information about the principle of change, he could turn to this transformation ability to produce some results.
Whether it was to perfect his own transformation surgery or to open a new route for plant transformation, it would be of great benefit to the research of this type of spell.
However, what he had to do now was to deal with these distorted and crazy plants.
The flames went out.
A large area of scorched land was exposed.
Thick smoke billowed into the sky, making the already dark vision even darker.
Almost all the distorted plants were engulfed by the raging flames and burned into twisted metal balls.
Matthew looked at the metals and his heart moved slightly.
These distorted plants all contained various metal structures.
"Could it be that these metal structures are the reason for their changes and internal changes?"
"Or is it that this is the "evolution" that makes them more powerful?"
"If these metal alloys are analyzed to a certain extent, can new alloys be found?"
"Or is it that the body will be more powerful after being integrated with metal?"
"..."
Thinking so in his heart, Matthew started to act very decisively.
Directly manipulate the magician's hand to grab the metal balls that were roasted and dissolved by the fire.
Yaya looked at the complex metal block and said with a smile:
"Ah, Orianna should like it, even if it is a gift for her!"
Yaya took great care of Orianna.
In the words of this little guy:
"I must protect my little brothers and sisters!"
It must be said that Yaya's growth always brings surprises to Matthew.
Bows and crossbows were placed on the city wall one after another.
The Catachan soldiers who learned how to use bows and crossbows in a few minutes showed very exquisite shooting skills.
They specially selected those huge twisted tree people to shoot, and with the powerful destructive power of the crossbows, they tried to destroy their limbs as much as possible.
Without branches, only trunks, these twisted tree people would be completely useless.
At the same time, the adventurers also took out several boxes of nutrient potions, detoxification potions, and blood circulation potions.
This was certainly Matthew's order, but it also reflected Alice's wit and agility.
These Catachan soldiers are so fierce, it would be a shame not to bring some of them to the adventure group.
Especially after Alice chatted with the injured Dale.
After learning that the Catachan soldiers have the greatest decision-making power over their future, they naturally behaved more peacefully.
After following the lord for so long, the skill of poaching people was naturally learned.
Taking the blood-activating potion and feeling the magic of the magic potion, Dale resisted asking about these things and turned to Alice to learn about the situation of the main material plane.
Both sides got what they needed and got a lot of information they wanted, and they had a very pleasant chat.
For these deformed monsters that surrounded them again, the adventurers of Alice's adventure group showed great enthusiasm for attacking.
It is to take advantage of the opportunity to defend and fight these weird monsters.
After understanding their basic situation and weaknesses and knowing how to kill them, the fear will naturally disappear.
The Catachan soldiers who obtained new weapons and supplies also showed extraordinary combat capabilities and skills.
Each of their soldiers has excellent learning and adaptability.
After the Bay Leader took out the fierce fire oil, fireball scroll, heavy crossbow and other weapons, they were often able to learn and use them quickly.
Huh!
The burning flames burned the surrounding fungal carpet black.
After being burned, the fungal blankets showed obvious signs of inactivation and death.
They could transform the twisted tree people, but they could not quickly transform themselves. The burning flames blocked their way forward and they could only disperse their forces to kill.
Then, they were hit head-on by the high-spirited Catachan soldiers.
With sufficient weapons and supplies, the powerful combat effectiveness displayed by the Catachan soldiers made Matthew quite impressed.
These natural elite soldiers must not be let go.
The battle lasted for half a day.
Under the burning of sufficient fierce fire oil, the besieged fungal blankets and deformed plants lost nearly 2/3.
The remaining tens of thousands of monsters disappeared into the distant fog along with the scattered fungal blankets.
The big guy who won the battle couldn't help shouting excitedly.
Yaya, who was also very happy, turned back into human form under the shocked gaze of the Catachan soldiers.
Yaya raised his hand and waved, and there were many more fragrant foods on the city wall.
Everyone gathered together and feasted without any distinction.
Eating enhances friendship, drinking exchanges feelings.
As long as drinking is not combined with work, it is usually a pleasant thing.
Most of the Catachan soldiers who tasted the special food and wine of the Gulf Territory tasted such rich and delicious food for the first time.
Especially during the casual chat, after learning about the situation of the main material plane and the Gulf Territory, many Catachan soldiers couldn't help but shine.
Thorne, who was originally very happy, couldn't help but feel complicated after realizing this situation.
Matthew, who was sitting next to him, noticed his change and spoke directly to the point:
"It won't be long before more and more adventurers from the Gulf Territory come here to adventure."
"They will clean up the dangerous animals and plants outside, burn those strange fungal blankets, and expand the control range little by little."
With a slight movement in his heart, Thorne looked into Matthew's calm eyes and expressed his doubts:
"So, what is the price?"
Make up for yesterday's 500.
Ask for monthly tickets.
Go!