604. Chapter 602: 601 Unlucky Egg Woo Meow Brother’s Terrain Killing Plant Big

Chapter 602 601. unlucky egg woo meow brother’s terrain kill – Plants vs Jackals

Happy Stick deservedly got the hero treatment when he returned to Black Flame Pass with his remaining brothers.

Even Lord Heather personally came out to greet them, of course, the Lord greeted the soldiers returning from the victory is just an excuse, her real purpose is to welcome the Grand Duke of Cuirce to visit the Black Flame Pass to “guide the work”.

Although Heather became a Dwarf vampire, Tris had already been in a state of despair and had faked her death for decades, the Dwarf Lord had heard of the “Scarlet Witch’s” fame, and it was not easy for her to meet her, so of course she had to pull some strings.

Of course, the small secrets of such a big man are not something that ordinary soldiers need to know.

This didn’t stop Brother Stick and his last 100 brothers from becoming the heroes of the Black Flame Pass. Although it was only through luck and the power of Grand Duke Tris that they managed to defend the pass for five days, they were indeed the first war group to complete their guarding mission.

This represented that they had gained an advantage in the first round of the Deathmatch, however, this advantage was weak and did not allow them to stabilize their victory.

There were only eight and a half days left before the 20-day limit, so if Brother Meow’s first regiment or Master Qin’s second regiment played exceptionally well and also defended for five days, they would reach the eight-day “absolute victory value”, and the third regiment wouldn’t even get a chance to play in the second round before they lost the game.

But Happy Stick has personally experienced the ferocity of the Jackals’ offense at this stage, and he doesn’t believe that the other two warring factions will be able to accomplish the miracle of five days again.

Just as Happy Stick and his brothers were enjoying the hero treatment at the Black Flame Pass, the First Battle Regiment, which had rejoined the Blood Banner Heights, had already started to get busy.

“Here! Everyone take fifteen seeds and throw them forward along the trenches dug out by Master Qin and the short walls of the fortress shaped by Happy Stick, and remember to water them!”

Outside the “Ring of Highland Defense Line” shaped by Happy Stick, Brother Woo Meow was continuously taking out colorful tree seeds from a large bag and distributing them to his team members.

He shouted:
“Don’t worry about what these seeds do, you guys hurry up and plant it before the jackals arrive! I guarantee that as long as you guys complete your mission, we will be able to hold out until we obtain victory!
Brothers, I’ve done the math!
If we hold for four days, we’ll be close to victory. Of course, if we can hold for five days, we’ll be assured of victory.

Anyway, the advantage is mine!
Don’t be afraid, we have a huge advantage in this battle, what are you waiting for?
Get to planting!”

He urged the players to hurry up and get moving, and took out a delicate wooden box from his own traveling bag, and after opening it, he discreetly took out a handful of strange seeds with a few strands of red speckles in the dark green color from it, and handed it to Lady Shui, who was beside him with a face of astonishment.

The latter was also a high-ranking member of the Avalon Church, and she immediately recognized the origin of these seeds.

“This is the Cannibal Giant Flower?”

Lady Water exclaimed:

“I’ve only seen this dangerous thing in the witch hunter’s atlas, it’s said that once this thing grows out it can move freely and can keep sprawling, without being completely destroyed the roots will keep devouring the life around it, how did you get it?
Wasn’t it said that this thing is also taboo within the Church of Avalon?”

“You don’t care how I got it.”

Brother Woo Meow would explain with a meaty face:
“Anyway, I’ve already paid for it, of course you still need to pay a little price don’t be afraid, it’s not something undignified, it’s about the diocese of the Valley of the Shadow, we’ll talk about this afterward.

When this kind of seeds are planted you will need to keep them in a fresh state with your rejuvenation spell, remember to water them every 30 minutes.

I’ll be in charge of the vampire vines.”

“You really put in a lot of effort.”

Lady Water sighed as she received the dangerous seeds:
“The competitive spirit of you men is truly terrifying, what is meant to be a competition within the player group actually allows you to go this far, I also noticed earlier that Master Qin brought his team members to practice trench warfare tactics in the Maginot Defense Line, it looked just like military training.

Rumor has it that he even placed an order with Brother Loyal for the arsenal to build him a batch of barbed wire”

“You don’t understand.”

Brother Woo Meow waved his hand:

“No man wants to admit that he’s better than the others, especially in an environment where he can grow on his own without suppression, and besides, healthy internal competition doesn’t do any harm to a player’s overall development.

You can see that the newcomers to the game in recent times have grown much faster than we did in the beginning! Some of them have already passed the Black Iron Trial after one round, just like flying forward on a rocket.

If you ask me, we should have more exciting events like this to help newcomers integrate into the Transylvania family.

Alas, alas, alas, alas, don’t you touch this!
This one is dangerous, you can’t handle it.”

As he spoke, Lady Water saw another deadwood seed the size of a baby’s fist deep within Brother Woo Meow’s box, and curiously tried to touch it only to be rejected by Brother Woo Meow in a very ungentlemanly manner.

“What’s that?”

Mrs. Water asked, blinking:

“It looks pretty impressive.”

“Don’t ask, it’s my secret weapon.”

Brother Woo Meow placed the box back into his traveling bag in a very precious manner, and he said with a mysterious and beaming smile:

“I spent all the money I had on hand, and even took out a loan from Old Huo to get this thing, it’s not time for it to make its debut yet, this thing is a matter of my future Red Knight ways, so I mustn’t be sloppy.

Speaking of which, Mrs. Water, have you thought about the direction of your inauguration after the Silver rank? Are you going to continue with the Oak Sage’s healing route, or are you planning to switch to White Knight?”

“I’m torn too.”

Lady Water sighed as she played with the seeds of the Cannibal Giant Flower in her hand:

“My husband told me to continue being a healer, saying that he would turn into a bear to protect me in the future, but to be honest, I’m tired of being a healer all the time, I’m getting tired of using my Rejuvenation and Healing spells, and even though I don’t hate it, I’d like to try a head-to-head battle once in a while.”

“How about a role swap then.”

Brother Woo Meow bitchily suggested:

“You switch to White Knight as a composite defender, have your husband pick the Heart of the Woods faction of the Druid profession as a healer, he protects you in reality and you protect him in the game. Don’t you think that’s interesting?

And with this image of you, once you put on the armor and pick up the giant sword, tsk, that what’s-her-name Miss Becky will have to step aside, you’re the number one beautiful knight in Transylvania!”

“Hey, good idea!”

Lady Water’s eyes lit up, clapping her hands and saying:

“The White Knight also has some healing ability, and can fight and milk, my husband choosing a healing profession won’t affect the Silver Moon Regiment’s combat system, and it’ll also be one more defender to share the pressure for Orchid Blossom.

Although I know you must be trying to have fun by suggesting this, thanks, Brother Woo Meow.”

“Haha, helping people is fun, as it should be, as it should be.”

Brother Woo Meow hemmed and hawed as he carried a bag of Vampire Vine to the edge of the defense line, and instead of planting this dangerous plant on the periphery, he scattered it along the tower of Jackal skulls that had been piled high in the center of the Blood Flag Heights.

Seriously, twelve days had passed since the first heads had been dropped here, and the smell was simply overwhelming!
Still, it wasn’t much of a problem for players to just tone down their senses, and veterans like Brother Whoop Meow had already sacrificed their sense of smell to the Nine Levels of Hell in exchange for combat prowess back when they were killing ghouls in the Scarlet Castle’s sewers.

These “mountains of blood” killed out of the old players, each mental endings tough to the point of almost necrosis, is not just a bunch of jackal brains, what is so scary.

This is the game helmet comes with “cognitive filtering” and “spiritual correction” black technology program, otherwise their experience during this period of time is enough to get a group of dangerous mastered the skills of killing sociopaths in minutes.

In the evening of the day when Brother Meow’s first regiment rotated to the Blood Flag Highland, about two hours after those seeds were buried along the position, the Tainted Claw Jackals were very generous to launch a wave of exploratory attacks.

The Jackals that came were not many, just about three hundred, and split into two directions to advance towards the high ground.

The main purpose was to test to see if the dangerous Golden One was still on the high ground, and to lay a good foundation in terms of intelligence for tomorrow’s general attack.

These guys came just in time.

Carrying a Vam Decimator on his back, Brother Woo Meow stood on a sentry tower looking out for enemy movement, the players of the First War Regiment had fought a defensive battle once, they weren’t novices anymore, though there were still the hundred or so munchkins recently added in who were restless.

But the veteran players who have fought in the war are their backbone, pressuring them to stay in the trenches, not allowing them to just rush out and wave the battle.

Brother Woo Meow performed steadily.

It wasn’t until those jackals entered the engagement zone and quickly approached the vicinity of the high ground as the Seat Wolves ran, that he dropped his telescope, and as several player commanders behind him watched, the cunning sociopath took a deep breath and half-kneeled on top of the sentry tower in a prayerful gesture.

He assumed the prayer posture of the Church of Avalon, chanting a prayer that had been partially altered by Brother Raven while shouting a vulgar cry of “Avalon Boss help me” in his mind.

After the ten seconds of prayer and communication ceremony was over, the Divine Art – Nature Enlightenment, which Brother Meow had learned earlier, was unleashed! The fluttering natural spiritual energy transformed into emerald green winds that spun in a circle with him as the center and quickly spread to the top of the position. Amidst the surprised screams of the newcomers, the previously buried seeds began to sprout and blossom at a rate ten times that of natural growth, and a large portion of those seeds were seeds of grasses and trees, which covered the barren earth with a layer of green grass under the effect of the divine spell in almost the blink of an eye.

Among them there were also various strange tree and vine creatures that had been catalyzed to move their bodies and pull out roots like legs.

But Brother Woo Meow’s prayers continued.

He maintained the divine spell until he had covered the entire battlefield of Blood Banner Heights in natural forests and trees, a divine spell that had no offensive properties, it would just ripen seeds and change the terrain yes!

Change the terrain!

Transforming the battlefield of Blood Banner Heights from a barren land to the preferred terrain of the nature walkers was exactly the tactic that Brother Woo Meow had prepared for this battle, Avalonists or warriors using natural powers could exert up to a 30% increase in their power on this preferred terrain, it was almost as if they were high on drugs.

However this was just the beginning.

Brother Woo Meow was not the only one who had learned divine arts, the Big Bird Turning Troupe had completed the Avalon Boss’s missionary task on the Holy Blood Festival, so every member had learned a divine art, and even Mrs. Water had learned two auxiliary divine arts thanks to Brother Woo Meow’s gift.

At the same time that Brother Woo Meow changed the terrain, Sanwu Doo, who was located on the high ground, was also channeling divine spells in the half-kneeling prayer position of a white knight.

He constantly chanted the name of Avalon, causing the deadly vampire vines to grow and intertwine rapidly.

This black plant with blood-colored barbs on its branches swirled and twisted like a snake, and within minutes the vicinity of the Cranial Tower was protected with a dangerous tangle of vines, and those vines continued to extend outward until they covered every trench.

All players with the profession of the Church of Avalon, no matter how old or new, will have a layer of “anti-damage thorns” in addition to their armor strengthened by the gift of vampire vines.

Old Qu and Ring Rush were guiding divine spells at the back of the position, both of them chose the same divine spell, under their natural summoning, the wild animals and birds near the highlands were attracted to them, surrounding them and staying on the unguarded east side, forming a natural sentinel defense position.

“Hey! Look at that, it’s all coming together, isn’t it? I’ll see who dares to scorn that we’re all a bunch of chants.”

These mutations happened within a few minutes, and just that one terrain shift of green grass growing made the jackals feel bad, while Brother Woo Meow, who had completed his divine spell, stood up, grabbed the battle axe behind his back in a mighty manner, and feeling the natural spiritual energy soaring around him, shouted towards the position below:
“Little Hands, Black Silk! Get to work!”

“Got it!”

The members who were called out jumped out of the trenches, and unlike the others’ supporting divine spells, these two guys chose divine spells that were used for offense.

“In the name of Boss Avalon, I declare! All creatures ahead are enemies of nature!”

“In the name of Boss Avalon, I declare! All who travel with me are friends of nature!”

Little Hands and Black Silk roared out their natural admonitions at the same time, one extending his left hand forward and the other extending his right hand backward with his back to him.

Two divine magic effects that came from the same source but had very different effects were simultaneously applied to the jackals and players who stepped onto the battlefield, the already dense natural spiritual energy around this highland flew, applying a status to the player group while the jackals’ side was continuously being subjected to negative weakening statuses.

At the same time that the two wide-range divine spells took effect, Lady Water on the sentry tower held the Staff of the Mountain People and cried out in a solemn voice:
“O God of Nature! Please grant your followers divine vision and purifying might!”

“Swish.”

A green curtain of light was invoked, blowing around each player like the wind, and the effects of “Natural Vision”, “Resistant Skin”, and “Purifying Blade”, which lasted for 6 hours, were applied to everyone. The effects of “Natural Vision”, “Resistant Skin” and “Purifying Blade” lasting 6 hours were applied to everyone.

These elementary divine arts could only be used once a day, but the effects were really surprisingly good.

Brother Meow Meow leapt down from the sentry tower and hit the ground in a “hero’s appearance” stance.

He casually threw out a handful of bloodwood seeds, and in the background of the hideous bloodwood tree people screaming and breaking out of the ground, this guy raised the legendary battle axe in his hand high, and the sharp blade of the Warm Decapitator shone with a chilling light like the winds of the Ice Bay whacking at the surroundings.

Behind him, the players who were proclaimed as friends of nature, who could enjoy preferred terrain bonuses and various status boosts that increased their combat power by at least half, also set up their charging formation.

“This is how we Avalon believers fight! Under the watchful eye of the God of Nature, sinful ones, prepare to repent!”

The reserve Red Knight, Brother Woo Meow, began to charge.

The players wailed and followed closely behind, while the Witch Hunter players who had been given the order in advance teamed up to open the Hunting Illusion, and on this natural ground, the effect of the Hunting Illusion took effect fast, and at the same time as the first wave of players engaged the Jackals, the entire battlefield of the highlands was shrouded in a greenish mist.

This kind of hunting illusion had a special meaning in the tradition of witch hunters.

It was first used as a cover when “doing black work” in the name of the gods, but in this day and age, once this thing is turned on, there is only one option left for the witch hunters and their enemies.

Fight to the death and leave no one behind!
Brother Meow Meow is a person with a very clear self-awareness.

He knew that he wasn’t as good as Happy Stick at commanding, let alone comparing himself to Master Qin, and he also knew that he lacked the experience of leading a large-scale battle, and that if he really wanted to follow other people’s methods, his own warband would definitely lose.

But he was even more aware of his own advantages.

In the Avalon church system powerful to terrible “mobile buff machine” under the auspices, and their team players can always enjoy a variety of increases.

Therefore, he only needed to do a good job of assisting in this defense, and the players who had been sufficiently strengthened would be able to give full play to the greatest advantage of the player group that was not afraid of death.

And those seeds.
Those wonderfully dangerous seeds, they would surely bring a surprise straight to the heart of the Jackal.

And he certainly wasn’t a qualified believer.

He simply joined the Church of Avalon and proclaimed the majesty of Avalon as a means of exchanging power, but that didn’t stop them from being quite willing to become loyal servants of Avalon when the boss of Avalon went out on a limb.

As it was now!

When Avalon lost its last stronghold in human civilization, the foreigners of Transylvania became the last option for the God of Nature.

And this time, the Avalon bosses who placed their bets in advance will surely make a fortune!

Hey!
Fools, experience the wrath of nature!
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“The soldiers sent to test the waters are dead, and none have escaped! The nature believers have gone mad.”

A few hours later, Popok Black Eyes, who had once again gotten the exact news from Nash, ran to the incredibly haggard Chief Tainted Claw, who seemed to have aged a dozen years in two or three days, and was starting to lose his hair.

In the face of Popok’s report, Chief Tainted Claw waved his paw and said:
“There’s no need to report to me, I don’t care about that, confirm that there’s no Golden One sitting there?”

“Hmm, confirmed!”

Popok said carefully:
“But the nature believers have changed the terrain, giving them a lot of combat power, is it necessary to…”

“Shut up!”

Chief Tainted Claw was impatient to listen to Bobok’s stupid answer, it was just calculating the general attack tomorrow, the voodoo priest support from the Split Claw Clan was almost here.

It would have enough casters to reverse the tide.
No!
Reverse what the hell!
That damn highland was no longer worth the death of its own elites, so it was going to take the once-and-for-all approach to destroying it once and for all.

Oh, the Transylvanians are indeed brave, and the legend of cowardice is just a falsehood, but it doesn’t matter.

In front of a true black plague, no matter if it was a vampire or their warriors, there was only one way to go, miserable defeat. How did the King of Biting Bones break through the Black Flame Mountain Pass back then, now it only needed to replicate a wave, although it would indeed cost a lot, but at least its own clan would be able to be preserved.

“Get lost, Popok.”

Chief Tainted Claw closed his eyes as the man who had had all his essence knocked out of him chortled impatiently:

“Get away from me, you obscure thing.”

“Oh, okay.”

The “guide” of the Tainted Claw Clan, Popok, who had been suffering all over the place, obediently turned around and left, and as he walked out of the chief’s tent, a trace of murderous anger flashed in the eyes of this once reckless, valiant, and loyal fellow.

He touched the short sword hidden in his waist, and swept a glance around the demoralized military camp.

Heh!
Nash was right!
These arrogant cleaver-clawed goons needed to be taught a hard lesson to understand what they were facing, and if Governor Hurley needed to see his loyalty, then he himself would have to be prepared for, hey, a war firefight and a violent death of a chief.

Too smooth.

(End of chapter)