Chapter 3667: Flesh PlantsEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Hm?

However, in the very next second, Meng Qingyu’s expression turned grave again.

What was going on?

He saw several of the fallen Yake Tribe tribesmen struggling on the ground. From the wounds where their hands had burst apart, tiny branches began to split and extend outward, growing wildly.

Immediately afterward, flesh grew along the spreading plants, forming a strange hybrid of flesh and vegetation.

Though it looked extremely bizarre, those elite Yake Tribe warriors regained their mobility and charged at Fang Heng once more, moving even faster than before.

As Fang Heng looked at them, the corner of his mouth curled up.

Interesting.

Flesh-plants.

Their power was somewhat similar to Abe Akaya’s.

No wonder there had been a jasmine fragrance on them.

It was because they had been affected by plant-based organisms.

So the evil god controlling Whispering Island possessed some kind of nature-element attribute?

"Kula!!"

The leading Yake Tribe tribesman shouted, his face savage, and once again led his people in surrounding Fang Heng and the others.

For a moment, Cao Ge felt nervous and looked toward Fang Heng.

After mutating, the Yake Tribe had seen their strength surge dramatically, and they also possessed regenerative abilities.

Could Boss Fang handle them?

Yet Fang Heng still stood where he was, a trace of disdain curling at his lips.

"Heh... rebirth, is it..."

Facing the seven Yake Tribe tribesmen rushing him first, Fang Heng merely snapped his fingers lightly.

"Snap!"

The instant the snap rang out, blazing hellfire ignited across the bodies of the seven Yake Tribe charging straight at him.

"Boom!!!"

The flames instantly engulfed the seven elite Yake Tribe warriors!

The hellfire continuously devoured their flesh and eroded their minds.

The seven immediately began struggling frantically, falling into chaos, their only thought to extinguish the flames on their bodies.

But how could hellfire be so easily put out?

After mutating, a large portion of their bodies had already turned into highly flammable plant matter. Combined with hellfire’s adhesive burning property, they rolled on the ground in agony, wailing in pain as they burned.

The group of Yake Tribe tribesmen in the rear who had been about to close in stopped in their tracks once more.

Self-ignition?

To them, those seven tribesmen blessed by divine power had merely approached Fang Heng and instantly burst into flames, then ended up in this agonized state.

Even divine servants enhanced by godly power could not defeat the invaders. If they charged in, they would only be throwing their lives away.

"Crack, crack, crack!!"

Within the blazing fire, the elite Yake Tribe warriors curled into balls on the ground. Black fissures gradually split open along their backs, and grotesque, twisted, rotten-wood monsters struggled out from beneath their human skin.

Fang Heng stared at those monsters.

The strange floral fragrance he had smelled earlier was coming from them.

But even so, the monsters were still suppressed by the hellfire. Shrouded in the terrifying infernal flames, they burned rapidly and were reduced to ashes before they could even launch an attack.

Dead?

The divine servants’ final form had died before it could even display its strength?

The Yake Tribe stood frozen in place, unable to advance or retreat.

"Oooooo—!!!!"

Suddenly, a shrill wailing sound came from the center of the town behind them.

Hearing it, the Yake Tribe all quickly snapped back to their senses, turned, and fled toward the interior of the town.

They ran?

"Let’s go. Chase them in and take a look."

Fang Heng nodded lightly and took the lead in pursuit.

The town was not large.

Fang Heng and the others did not pursue very quickly, and soon saw the fleeing Yake Tribe gathered around an altar in the center of town.

At the center of the altar stood a tall stone spire monument.

Priest Eli stepped out from among the tribesmen. He stared coldly at the three of them, his eyes filled with venomous hatred.

Invaders!

He had known from the start that this group would be difficult to deal with.

He just had not expected them to kill the divine servants he had cultivated for so many years.

"Boom!!"

Eli slammed the divine wooden scepter in his hand heavily against the ground, closed his eyes, and prayed in a deep voice, "God! Please grant me strength and erase these blasphemers completely!"

"Buzz..."

With a low humming sound, the stone spire monument surrounded by the Yake Tribe began to emit a resonant hum.

The moment Cao Ge and the others heard the sound, their expressions changed drastically.

They felt a strange noise drilling madly into their ears. The scene before their eyes doubled, then descended into chaos, gradually reflecting a savage and terrifying face.

It was not a human face.

It was an ancient tree?

An ancient tree with a human face!

The face formed by the ancient tree was grotesquely twisted and horrifying, yet their eyes were irresistibly drawn toward it.

"Get lost!"

A thunderous shout suddenly exploded in their ears.

The terrifying, grotesque ancient tree instantly exploded.

Only then did clarity return to Cao Ge’s vision.

After finally breaking free from the illusion, Cao Ge found his back soaked in sweat. Looking again, he saw grotesque flesh-plant lifeforms crawling up from the ground around the altar and rapidly closing in on them!

Mutated flesh-plants!

They vaguely resembled humanoid forms, crawling across the ground like Lickers.

Cao Ge and the others had only just broken free from the psychic illusion. Seeing the dense swarm of monsters surging toward them, their scalps went numb, and they instinctively moved closer to Fang Heng.

Fang Heng focused his gaze on the stone spire monument beside Eli.

The source of the power was that stone spire monument?

Was that thing divine authority?

A bit weak.

The decayed flesh-plants it summoned were not even one-tenth as strong as Lickers.

Fang Heng stood in place and snapped his fingers again.

"Boom!!!"

In an instant, vast swathes of flesh-monsters ahead burst into blazing hellfire!

The flesh-plant monsters that had crawled out of the Yake Tribe earlier were similar in strength to these. Their movement speed was slow, and only their numbers looked frightening. Under the burning hellfire, they were reduced to ash in moments.

"That’s it? And you wanted to erase us?"

Fang Heng looked at Eli and began walking toward him step by step, disdain in his eyes. "Too weak. What other trump cards do you have? Stop playing around and bring them out."

"Insolence!"

As Eli watched Fang Heng approach step by step, madness flashed in his eyes. He roared, "Almighty God! Grant me strength! Crush the enemy before you!"

"Buzz!!"

The stone spire monument trembled violently once more.

A dark cyan glow gradually enveloped Eli.

"Bang!!"

A massive, grotesque plant-flesh monster burst out from Eli’s body, its size swelling severalfold!

Eli felt a terrifying power surge from within him. He had finally completely fused with the plant monster he had cultivated inside himself for years, and he swung a gigantic plant-flesh hand straight at Fang Heng.

"Crack!!!"

The giant hand covered in twisted flesh grabbed Fang Heng in one grasp.

The part of Eli that still retained some consciousness immediately burst into wild laughter.

"Hahaha! Do you see that?! God’s power is infinite! Go to hell and repent!"

Eli was just about to exert force and crush Fang Heng in one squeeze—

But in the next moment, his smile froze on his face.

What was going on?

Why could he not crush him?

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