Chapter 2885
by“Hehe.” Yang Kai smiled miserably, looking up at the mountain-like Mo Duo in front of him. “You win. What are you going to do now？ Kill me？ Then do it quickly, or there will be a surprise for you later.”
Mo Duo’s expression was cold as he raised a foot and stomped down on Yang Kai.
For an enemy who had caused him so much trouble, such a death was a bit too easy, but Mo Duo had already wasted too much time on Yang Kai. He didn’t have the time to torture the other party anymore and could only kill him first.
The big foot landed, cracking the ground for a hundred miles, with crisscrossing gullies.
Mo Duo frowned slightly. When he raised his foot, there was a huge footprint on the ground, but there was no trace of blood and flesh remaining.
He had just perceived a spatial fluctuation. That Wu Niu had obviously escaped again and this time it was even more hidden.Mo Duo swept his gaze around but couldn’t find his trace in the first place.
Shaking his huge head, Mo Duo took a step towards the direction of the Evergreen Divine Tree.
He no longer paid attention to that ant-like existence. Hit by his own magical power and already seriously injured before, that ant could no longer pose an obstacle to him. For now, eradicating that giant tree was the most important thing.
His huge body, which was as high as thirty zhang, rampaged across the battlefield. All the living beings that blocked his way became minced meat under his feet. Whether they were barbarians or demons, it seemed to make no difference to Mo Duo. Every time he took a step, the clansmen of both races died under his trampling.
At the beginning, he didn’t walk very fast, but as he took more steps, his speed became faster and faster, and he gradually started to run, like a gust of wind and a flash of lightning.
Dong dong dong dong…
The sound like the beating of war drums resounded throughout the four directions, and everyone’s heart follows beated violently.
Wherever Mo Duo passed, the barbarians and demons retreated one after another. No one dared to block in front of him. The clansmen who died under his feet were the best illustration.
There were less than eight thousand people left in the Wu Niu Tribe. At this moment, they were all gathered around the Evergreen Divine Tree, using the power of the Evergreen Divine Tree to resist the attack of the demons. And there were no less than eight hundred thousand demons around. With such a huge disparity in numbers, if it weren’t for the protection of the Evergreen Divine Tree, the remaining clansmen of the Wu Niu Tribe would probably have been wiped out long ago.
When Mo Duo charged towards the Evergreen Divine Tree, everyone saw it, and all the barbarians showed expressions of despair.
The six Demon Kings who were still struggling to hold on were the first to desert. Although Yang Kai had previously given them an order to hold their positions at all costs. But they still lacked the courage to face a Demon Saint directly, especially an enraged Demon Saint.
The demon kings fled, but the barbarians couldn’t. The Evergreen Divine Tree was their only hope to block the passage between the two worlds. It had been extremely difficult to hold on until now. How could they be willing to give up halfway like this？
The defensive circle of the Wu Niu Tribe shrank again, and they all retreated to the bottom of the tree roots.
And low chanting sounds came from all over the trunk. The wizards of the Frost Snow Tribe began to exert their strength. They wanted to resist the attack of the demon saint Moduo with the power of the Evergreen Divine Tree.
A layer of emerald light suddenly emerged, covering an area within a radius of fifty zhang forming a thick light curtain. The light curtain looked extremely strong and all the demons were blocked outside. The secret techniques performed by the demon commanders, demon generals and demon kings could only splash tiny ripples on it and couldn’t break through at all.
This gave the barbarians a glimmer of hope.
But this glimmer of hope soon turned into horror.
Moduo charged over. His huge body of thirty zhang was like a small mountain, hitting the emerald light curtain heavily.
With a boom, the light curtain shook violently. Every barbarian’s heart rose to their throat. They looked up at the place where Moduo collided with the light curtain, forgot to breathe, and their faces were full of worried expressions.
They were afraid that this light curtain would be broken. Once the light curtain was broken no one would be able to stop the destructive power of a Demon Saint. The Evergreen Divine Tree might be destroyed here, and the barbarians’ last hope would also vanish into thin air.
The light curtain was still there, but its color had clearly dimmed by three points.
The barbarians first let out a sigh of relief. Then, more worries arose.
The light curtain could withstand one collide from Mordo, but what about two, three… Youdaoplaceholder0 times? There would always come a moment when Mordo would break through this barrier and rush his thirty-zhang body under the Divine Tree.
Under the worried and tense gaze of all the people in the Wu Niu Tribe Mordo took a few steps back. Then he tilted his head and looked at the emerald light screen. One of his fists was slightly pulled back, and in the next instant, it was like a fully drawn bowstring, and his fist shot out like a dragon.
Boom…
The light curtain trembled again, and its color became even dimmer.
Before the light curtain could stabilize, Mordo’s second fist had already struck.
Boom boom boom…
Every time the fist as big as a house hits the light curtain it produced an unparalleled impact. The people in the Wu Niu Tribe only felt their blood churning and their chests tight and short of breath, as if Mordo was not hitting the light curtain but their own chests.
Crack…
Finally, a crisp sound came into the ears of the crowd, and all the barbarians changed their complexions. They clearly saw a crack appear on the light curtain.
Mordo grinned silently, as if proud of his masterpiece. His last fist came crashing down, hitting exactly where the crack was.
With a crash, as if a mirror was shattered, the light curtain provided by the Evergreen Divine Tree finally couldn’t ‘twithstand the repeated destruction of the Demon Saint and collapsed.
And without the protection of the light curtain all the barbarians were exposed under the eyes of the Demon Saint. No one could withstand his breath. Mordo only needed to blow a breath at them to wipe them all out.
However, Mordo didn’t pay attention to these ant—like existences. He was a Demon Saint and didn’t need to care about the life and death of these miscellaneous soldiers. His only target was one — the Evergreen Divine Tree. Taking a big step on the spot, Mordo directly crashed into the tree trunk.
Amid the terrified shouts and screams of all the barbarians, the 30-zhang-tall body of the Demon Saint hit the tree trunk. With a loud rumble, the Evergreen Divine Tree trembled violently, and countless green leaves fluttered down from the air. Before they landed on the ground, they turned into withered leaves.
At the same time, the wizards of the Frost Snow Tribe hiding in various parts of the Evergreen Divine Tree also seemed to be struck by lightning. Countless muffled groans were heard, and more than a dozen witches died directly under this impact.
They had been hiding inside the tree trunk. Although they could draw on the protection of the Evergreen Divine Tree and unleash its power, correspondingly, their lives were closely tied to that of the Evergreen Divine Tree.
This was a secret technique developed by the Frost Snow Tribe over tens of thousands of years of coexisting with the Evergreen Divine Tree.
The force of Mordo’s impact was dispersed to all parts of the tree trunk. Naturally, some of the witches couldn’t withstand it and died suddenly.
Mordo was extremely dissatisfied with this attack. A hint of anger appeared on his face. It seemed that in his opinion, with this one, he should have knocked down this huge tree, not just knocked down some leaves and be satisfied.
Before he could make a second attack, the counterattack of the Frost Snow Tribe arrived.
One soft branch after another hung down from above the tree crown, transforming into one long whip after another, lashing towards Mordo in the air.
Previously, it was precisely by relying on this kind of means that the witches of the Frost Snow Tribe were able to help the Witch Ox Tribe hold out until now under the siege of hundreds of thousands of demons and kill countless demons.
But such an attack was obviously a bit weak for a Demon Saint. The seemingly earth-shattering long whips had no effect when they lashed on him. Instead, it further aroused Mordo’s fierceness.
He reached out and grabbed one branch after another, tugging hard and breaking those branches. After breaking dozens of them in succession, Modo got a bit tired and ignored the attacks whipping towards him, **vigorously** hitting the tree trunk.
The rumbling sounds continued without interruption. With each impact, the Evergreen Divine Tree would tremble violently, more leaves would fall, and more Frost Snow Tribe wizards would lose their lives.
But no matter how hard Modo tried, the Evergreen Divine Tree still stood like a pillar supporting the sky, unyielding.
Modo finally became enraged. He stopped hitting and instead climbed up the tree trunk using both his hands and feet. During the continuous ascent, he demonstrated his powerful destructive for. One branch after another was torn off from the tree trunk by him and thrown to the ground.
The wizards of the Frost Snow Tribe were already powerless to stop his destructive pace. Wherever Modo passed, the Evergreen Divine Tree was left with only a bare main trunk, and all the side branches were destroyed.
Seeing this, the demons gathered nearby also follow and rushed towards the Evergreen Divine Tree closely behind Modo. Those who could fly directly flew to high places and destroyed everything that could be destroyed. Those who couldn’t fly climbed up the tree trunk, biting with their mouths and hacking with their weapons, using every means possible.
The Frost Snow Tribe’s patron deity, the Evergreen Divine Tree that had existed for tens of thousands of years, was instantly filled with demons, just like a sugar-coated hawthorn on a stick standing on the ground, attracting countless ants. Seen from high in the sky, it was a magnificent sight.
The wizards of the Frost Snow Tribe could now do extremely limited things. Even if they borrowed the power of the Evergreen Divine Tree, they could only sweep some ordinary demons and, by the way provide some shelter to the remaining members of the Wu Niu Tribe who were still struggling below.
To a certain extent, they had already done well enough. If it weren’t for them, the Wu Niu Tribe would have already been wiped out, and the Evergreen Divine Tree would not have grown steadily until now.
But this was already their limit.
Defeat was just around the corner, and every barbarian was filled with sadness.
The Raindew Twins’ eyes searched in the battlefield, wanting to find that figure. Although they felt that with that person’s strength, he couldn’t stop the current decline, they already had no more hope.
But they couldn’t find it. That figure had never appeared again after being severely injured before. Maybe he was already dead, or maybe he was hiding somewhere.
They would rather that person was indeed dead than believe that he had fled the battle.
Bang…
A loud noise suddenly came from the sky. After the sound was transmitted, there was a crash on the Evergreen Divine Tree, as if it was raining. Countless demons climbing upwards fell down, and the huge trunk suddenly became much cleaner.
Hearing this familiar sound, Yu Lu perked up and looked up in unison. Although their vision was blocked by the huge crown and they couldn’t see clearly, they knew that the figure they were looking for had returned.
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