Chapter 28 War of the Living Trees
The living trees fearlessly rushed towards the lizard creatures in groups, not afraid of death.
As the front living trees died, the ones behind took their place.
Watching the fighting style of these living trees, Mo Ling finally understood why their numbers were decreasing.
They all rushed into the battlefield to die, so naturally there would be fewer living trees heading to the big tree hole.
Seeing the living trees being unilaterally slaughtered, Mo Ling couldn’t bear it any longer.
Aiming the teleportation box at the lizards, Mo Ling began flesh-stripping.
When the leader saw the cube-shaped voids appearing on the lizard’s bodies, he excitedly shouted, “These are artifacts!”
The fighting spirit of the living trees surged up at once.
“Artifacts!”
“Artifacts!”
While shouting artifacts, they continued to attack the defenseless lizards.
Mo Ling looked at the chunks of flesh that had been stripped from the lizards and fell into contemplation.
“This is not a biological composition of Theseus cells.”
After killing so many Theseus cell organisms in the quarantine zone before, Mo Ling had gained experience.
After these creatures died, the Theseus cells gradually lost their disguise, and their bodies would gradually become transparent.
Then these bodies would gradually lose support, crumbling apart, the whole process happening very quickly.
But Mo Ling did not see this familiar phenomenon happen on these lizards.
In the most severely mutated big tree hole, there existed a creature that was not composed of Theseus cells?
What is this place?
Before long, the living trees had finished cleaning up the battlefield, gathering in front of the cube and bowing.
“Thanks to the artifacts! They brought us victory!”
“The Qi tribe had been oppressed by other creatures, thank the artifacts for saving us.”
The living trees were recounting the hardships their tribe had endured, devoutly expressing their faith to the cube.
Mo Ling was surrounded in the middle, gazing blankly at the living trees crowded in his field of vision.
The leader’s face was full of anger, standing up, he solemnly said to his compatriots, “We have been waiting for this day for a long time, we can no longer remain weak.”
“I have a dream, that one day, newborns can walk towards the big tree hole carefree! Without being attacked, without fear.”
The leader’s words instantly resonated with the living trees, they raised their arms and cheered, pouring out their emotions.
“Drive them out!”
The excited emotions of the living trees also shocked Mo Ling.
He originally thought that they were carefree creatures, always thinking about turning into trees, very easy-going, but he did not expect the living trees on the other side of the big tree hole to have such a story.
The living tree lifted the cube and walked in another direction.
Their attitude towards the cube became more and more devout, and more living trees lifted the cube.
Not only that, there was a large circle of guards protecting the cube.
Mo Ling took the opportunity to observe the surroundings.
With more and more areas passed through, Mo Ling finally understood where the familiar feeling in his heart came from.
This place was like a replica of the quarantine area, with only some minor differences.
Mo Ling finally understood what the gravity changes he felt when he fell meant.
He seemed to have come to an opposite world through the big tree hole.
Here, living trees were born from the trees, and after passing through the big tree hole, the purpose of the living trees changed to transform into trees.
A strange feeling filled Mo Ling’s heart.
The living trees carried the cube to the territories of various creatures.
These creatures were enemies of the living trees, often blocking the big tree hole and attacking the newly born living trees.
The living trees deeply hated these enemies that had oppressed their tribe for a long time, devoutly praying to the cube.
“Hoping the artifacts can save us.”
It seemed they had seen the cube as a lifesaving straw.
Mo Ling happened to want to explore this area.
As each creature fell, the living trees erupted in wild cheers.
At this moment, Mo Ling calmly watched the fallen creatures, full of doubts.
“Again, ordinary creatures, where did the Theseus cells go?”
It seemed like the Theseus cells had disappeared.
Even the insects and plants were composed of ordinary cells, everything here seemed very normal.
Mo Ling had thought that the enemies attacking the living trees were also chaotic creatures influenced by mutations.
But as he progressed, they all seemed to be normal creatures, just choosing to attack the living trees because they were too weak.
As night fell, the living trees’ campaign ended, and the cube was brought back to the tribe.
Every living tree’s face was filled with unstoppable joy.
At this moment, the leader stood on a platform, making victorious remarks.
“Praise the artifacts!”
“Our enemies who attacked us have all been eliminated, only the last one remains!”
“The Cave Demon!”
The living trees, who were initially excited, looked at each other with no smiles upon hearing this name.
They whispered to each other below, looking very fearful.
Seeing his compatriots so frightened, the leader quickly encouraged them, “The enemies we thought were very powerful couldn’t last long in front of the artifacts.”
“The giant lizard was emptied by the artifacts in just a few seconds!”
“The elusive shadow beast can’t hide from the artifacts!”
“The endless swarm of needle bees was annihilated by the artifacts!”
“The Cave Demon is nothing, all we have to do is believe in the artifacts!”
With each inspiring word from the leader, the living trees returned to a high-spirited state.
“Rest well, brave warriors, gather your strength, and prepare to fight the Cave Demon to the death!”
“Tomorrow, it will meet its end!”
“By then, our journey to the big tree hole will be unimpeded!”
The leader even drew a pie at the end.
Listening to the leader’s inspiring speech, Mo Ling couldn’t help but feel moved.
Truly inspiring.
On that day, Mo Ling helped the living trees get rid of many enemies, and they began to trust him more.
At night, they placed the cube on a magnificent altar, guarded it closely.
There were many wooden totem poles next to the altar, engraved with the totems of the Qi tribe – a neat square.
Mo Ling observed the totem, feeling increasingly strange.
Why was it a square? How could something so coincidental happen?
From falling into the big tree hole to the “arrival of the artifacts,” everything seemed too coincidental.
Just as he was contemplating, the leader walked up to the altar.
He sent all the guards elsewhere, wanting to worship the artifacts alone.
Once the guards left, this leader of the living trees, whose face was always resolute, suddenly looked dejected.
His round body suddenly lost its firmness, becoming listless.
Dragging his exhausted body, he walked up to the cube and slowly sat down beside it.
The leader, devoid of his inspiring vigor, looked like a middle-aged person after a hard day’s work, expressionless as he gazed at the sky.
After being lost in thought for a long time, the leader muttered to himself, asking a question, “Artifacts, can you forgive me?”
