Chapter 120 It’s me, kill me? (Third update, please subscribe)
"Because you're just a tree."
You are a tree, so you can only take root in the earth to absorb nutrients; you are a tree, so you must grow upward and obtain energy from the sun; you are a tree, so you have to photosynthesize and survive , if you want to survive, you have to do this.
This is how a tree lives, if it changes, it dies.
"Because I'm just a tree?" The young mountain lord couldn't help but laugh at himself, "Because I'm a tree, so I can only stay here for months and years without moving? Because I'm a tree, I have to endure the wind. Why am I forced to endure the blowing rain because I am a tree and my leaves are eaten by those herbivores?”
The young mountain lord cannot agree with the ideas of the tree demons. Since he lives in this world, he must carve out a world for himself and be stronger than the strong. Then he cannot bully himself and be stronger than the rules. Then The rules are useless to you.
If you want to change your destiny, you have to change yourself. There will be no future by being a tree!
"Kacha!"
The young mountain lord did not listen to the advice of the dryads, and broke his own body, all at the roots.
It wants to give up this way of slowly absorbing nutrients from the ground, and it wants to become a terrifying hunter, and it wants to obtain energy by devouring monsters.
The young Lord of the Mountains left a tree stump behind and left. Many years later, the tree stump awakened new wisdom, and then became a special tree stump demon, which was Dagen.
The Lord of the Mountains and the Great Root come from the same source. They are one. The Lord of the Mountains has gone its own way, but the half it left behind strictly adheres to the tradition and absorbs nutrients from the earth. However, because it has no tree crown, it cannot obtain light. Yes, so it grows very slowly, progresses very slowly, and its IQ is not as good as that of an ordinary tree demon.
The two most special monsters on the sixth floor, one is the Lord of the Mountains who has taken his own path. It dominates one side and tries to occupy the entire sixth floor. None of the countless monsters can be its opponent, if not for encountering the big hanging wall. Lu Pingxi, maybe it can really unify the sixth floor.
The other is a heartless and happy-growing big root. It has lived a lifetime without any worries. Because its IQ is too low, it has no worries. It has a long lifespan and is very strong. Although there are no demons to play with it, But no one hates it.
It was happy and lonely, as lonely as the Lord of the Mountains.
But the loneliness of the two is different. The master of the mountain range is lonely, but the big root is lonely.
The lord of the mountains who walks out of his own way is so lonely, and the big roots who stick to tradition are also so lonely, and sandwiched in the middle are the group of monsters who desperately want to reach higher levels. They are not lonely, but they are so mediocre.
This is the green mountain range of the sixth level.
At the moment when it was penetrated by the sword of light, the Lord of the Mountains recalled everything, and its soul regained its clarity. It looked at Dagen who looked as if he had lost his appearance, and couldn't help but think:
Yeah? It's you, my half, no wonder you can find my core.
Although the final blow was struck by Lu Pingxi, the real key figure was Da Gen. In fact, it was Da Gen who killed the Lord of the Mountains.
The Lord of the Mountains doesn't know what this is. Maybe this is "I kill myself". Is it suicide? no.
The Lord of the Mountain Range did not expect that he would die by his own hands.
The blame is that the vitality of the plants is too tenacious, and the spiritual energy in the Immortal Tower is too abundant. Even a piece of wood can continue to survive, and a piece of wood can be cultivated into essence.
The Lord of the Mountains' brain was completely shattered by the lightsaber, but his soul seemed to still persist. It wanted to lift a tree root to touch its lower body that had not been seen for hundreds of years. However, it no longer had that Strength.
They were obviously very close, but they had never seen each other in hundreds of years. The meeting after that separation was a separation between life and death, and Dagen didn't even understand what happened.
"Farewell, another me"
The Lord of the Mountains is completely dead.
It fell down.
That huge body fell down
With a bang, the main body of the Lord of the Mountains completely fell to the ground. The huge body hit the ground and immediately shook the ground and caused dust to fly. The giant object fell to the ground and created a huge wind wave. The wind wave blew the petals on the head of the little flower demon. Su Yu's single black ponytail was moved, the feathers of the giant eagle were blown, and Lu Pingxi's sleeves were also blown.
The lord of the huge mountain range died, and his ambition higher than the sky passed away with him.
The surviving plant monsters in the distance cheered, they survived!
The iron-eating zerg was also very happy. In the face of this disaster that was comparable to a natural disaster, it was worth being happy as long as it survived. However, Dagen, who was usually cheerful, was not happy at all. It looked very sad.
The iron-eating zerg asked: "What's wrong with you?"
Dagen replied: "I don't know, it seems like something is missing."
Green sap flowed from the corners of its eyes. The tree man who never sheds tears shed the sap. This sap is not salty at all, because it is not tears. It is just a liquid that helps the tree demon transport nutrients and spiritual energy in the wooden tubes. So, these are not tears, this is tree man's blood.
"Plop!"
Dagen suddenly fell down.
The iron-eating insect was shocked. It rushed over and picked up Da Gen: "Da Gen, what's wrong with you? Where are you injured?"
It was completely silent, it had passed out.
The iron-eating zerg suddenly panicked. Dagen was a friend it recognized very much. Because Dagen was so lonely and out of place among the plant monsters, just like itself, the iron-eating zerg didn't want Dagen to die. .
"Hold on, I'll take you to see Senior immediately. Senior is a strong man at the Golden Core stage. He must have a way to save you!"
With that said, the iron-eating zerg immediately carried Da Gen and ran towards Lu Pingxi's position. While all the surviving plant monsters cheered, the iron-eating zerg carried Da Gen to find Lu Pingxi with an anxious look on his face.
"Senior! Please save Dagen! Dagen it."
Lu Pingxi stayed where he was with the little flower demon and the others. When he saw the unconscious Da Gen, the little flower demon immediately asked: "What happened?"
Dagen looks naive and very lovable, and the little flower demon also knows him. However, during this period of time, Dagen spent the longest time with the iron-eating worm, followed by Lu Pingxi.
After all, Da Gen is Lu Pingxi’s free labor.
The iron-eating insect was very anxious: "Senior, Dagen suddenly fainted. I don't know what happened?"
Lu Pingxi sighed, and then said: "Actually, you have already guessed that the Lord of the Mountains is dead, and Dagen has naturally been affected to some extent."
The iron-eating zerg was stunned for a moment. It glanced at Dagen, and then said: "But it can still be saved, probably."
The little flower demon flew over and said: "Dagan has actually reached the end of its life long ago. Even if the lord of the mountain does not die, it may not be able to last long. Its body and soul have long been eroded by the poisonous seeds. , people of my generation will die if they don’t climb up!”
The iron-eating zerg asked: "Can you take it to the fifth floor? There are no poisonous seeds on the fifth floor."
The little flower demon sighed: "No, you have to seal its realm when you go to the fifth level, but its soul is already so weak. Forcibly sealing it will only make it die faster!"
"Is there no hope?" the iron-eating worm asked desperately.
Lu Pingxi said: "You guys stay, I'll go back to the fifth floor to find the Union Army and see if I can borrow a biologist who is proficient in botany."
Hearing what Lu Pingxi said, the Iron-Eating Zerg felt a glimmer of hope again.
Humans are a race that can create miracles. Depending on humans, we might be able to do it!