Gamers Are Fierce Chapter 357: Mercy

Protect microorganisms...

The forest fairy Hans stood there, speechless and at a loss.

He can publicize the protection of animals, not only do not eat meat himself, but also ask others not to eat meat - any vehicle transporting livestock will be blocked and smashed, and any meat shop will be burned down.

He can also promote the protection of plants, so that everyone does not eat vegetables grown in the fields (cultivation is a kind of oppression of plants), and only eats the fruits of trees in the forest that can regenerate and do not destroy seeds.

But microbes... how does this protect? Every minute and every second, hundreds of millions of bacteria that are invisible to the naked eye are born and die, and when you raise your hand, there are as many microorganisms as the sands of the Ganges die and die.

There is no way to protect it!

Unless you die in situ and become a petri dish for microorganisms. Only in this way can oneself not cause harm to microorganisms, but also allow microorganisms to return to the original natural life.

Death is impossible.

When ordinary people awaken to become natural spellcasters, not only will their life essence change, but their personality and mentality will sometimes change greatly.

Only Hans realized the joy of possessing extraordinary power, how could he willingly commit suicide on the spot,

He's not stupid.

"Well, I think in the current environment, some more realistic goals should be set..."

Hans stammered a few words, then inexplicably raised his momentum, and said to Li Ang: "Wait, you are an oriental monk who is standing with these forest butchers, why are you pointing fingers at me?

Do you think your nonsense can disrupt my thoughts and affect my plans?

Impossible!

My will is as strong as steel, my fighting spirit is surging, and my life is but fuel before the great mission.

Since you dare to suggest that, then I will let you try it yourself, as the taste of the microbe petri dish..."

He hasn't finished his threats yet,

Li Ang had already stomped on the ground, the fallen leaves were flying under his feet, and the figure shrouded in the red sweater shot out like an electric shot.

Between the lights and flint, Hans's heart beat like a drum, the alarm clock rang loudly, and everything in front of him was slowed down.

He moved his arms slowly, and the tall tree man behind him who had established a connection with him also made the same gesture of crossing his arms in front of him.

The wind howls,

The tree man's arm blocked the front of Hans and Gretel, and the light instantly dimmed,

In the confined space, only the rapid and panicked breathing of the two children could be heard.

"Boom!"

The crackling sound rang outside, and Hans, who was still keeping his arms crossed on his chest, exclaimed subconsciously—a deep red scar appeared on his arm inexplicably.

"Crack—"

The sound of trees breaking resounded endlessly. The tree man's arm, which was as strong and broad as a city wall, was cut off by a giant sickle!

The long sickle that traced a crescent moon in the air did not lose its edge, slashed across the ground, and silently cut off the fallen leaves and dead trees scattered on the ground,

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the blade, dyeing it blood red,

The next second, Hans's retina reflected Li Ang's figure,

And the crescent scythe was placed on his and Grete's necks.

"Guru."

Subconsciously, Hans swallowed his saliva. His Adam's apple, which moved slightly, came into contact with the sharp blade of the sickle, and was instantly cut into a visible opening.

The blood gushed out and slid down the neck, and the throat passed through the wound, as if to taste the cold wind

At this moment, Hans once again experienced the fear of freezing his soul - just like the day before, he was gutted by a forest beast and saw his internal organs being pulled out with his own eyes.

"What did you say?"

Li Ang put the sickle on the necks of Hans and Gretel, and looked at the two bear children with a smile, "Do you want me to become a petri dish for microorganisms?"

He leaned over and placed his hand lightly on Hans' shoulder.

Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka -

The sound of intensive fractures continued, Hans screamed, and knelt on the ground with a pale face.

Grete beside him looked anxious, her palms clenched suddenly.

The original stagnant arms were broken and the tree man roared, waving two branches and arms, smashing them towards the middle with a force of ten million,

In the pile of yellow leaves under Grete's feet, several tree roots suddenly rose up, rushing towards Li Ang's head and limbs like a poisonous snake.

In the dense canopy above, there are also thousands of leaves that turn into torrential rain, tearing the air and falling straight down.

Li Ang didn't change his face, activated the blur effect of the phase boots, and turned his body into a phantom, allowing the treant's arms, roots, and leaves to penetrate his transparent body,

At the same time, on the back of the gloved hand, the imprint of the gods flashed away, and the invisible and intangible divine power spread out.

Grete instantly realized that she had lost control of the surrounding forest, unable to control even a single leaf, let alone the giant tree man kneeling on the ground.

"What's the matter?"

This thought flashed in Grete's mind. Before she even had time to feel fear and despair, she saw several tree branches reverse direction and stab straight.

Bind her and her brother's hands, feet, and limbs, hang them high, with their hands and feet behind their backs, and put an apple in each of their mouths.

Everything happened in a flash,

When Li Ang unleashed his swamp power~IndoMTL.com~ and drove the surrounding forest trees to completely trap Hansgrette,

Previously, the withered yellow leaves were lifted up by his pedaling, and they fell to the ground.

Carpenter Hornberg may be the first to react, watching his two children trapped in the air, he hurriedly said to Li Ang: "Your Excellency monk, please don't hurt my children. "

"God has the virtue of good life, and monks are compassionate. How could I be so kind and benevolent as a poor monk?"

Li Ang nodded and said to Hans Gretel: "Well, the poor monk will give some punishment,

If you cut off your hands and feet, I will let you go and let you go home and reflect on your faults. "

? ? ?

It's enough to cut off a hand and a foot. What is the operation of cutting a head? If the head is gone, what else can I reflect on?

Carpenter Hornburg was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously turned her eyes for help to the forest witch.

The witch only felt her mouth dry for a while, and she lowered her head and didn't dare to speak at all - Hans and Gretel may not be able to catch up with her in terms of overall strength, but looking at the way this oriental monk can easily kill them in seconds, he thinks It is estimated that it will take a few minutes to clean up her.

On the witch's mind at the moment, what is left is how she can find the opportunity to take the opportunity to slip away...

"What can I do,"

Li Ang turned his head, his icy gaze swept to the forest witch who hoped to have invisibility or burrow into the ground, and asked indifferently, "Can natural casters be disabled?"