Gamers Are Fierce

Protect microorganisms...

　　The fairy Hans of the forest stood in place, speechless for a while, at a loss.

　　 He can promote the protection of animals, not only does not eat meat, but also requires other people not to eat meat-any vehicle that transports livestock must be blocked and smashed, and any meat shop must be burned down.

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

　　 But microbes... how can this be protected? Every minute and every second, hundreds of millions of bacteria that are invisible to the naked eye are born and die. Between the hands and feet, the microbes of the Ganges River die out.

　　 There is no way to protect it!

　　 Unless you die in place, it becomes a petri dish for microorganisms. Only in this way can one not cause harm to the microorganisms, but also allow the microorganisms to return to the original natural life.

　　 Death is impossible to die.

　　 When ordinary people awaken and become natural casters, not only the essence of life will change, but also their personality and mind will sometimes change drastically.

　　 Hans only realized the joy of having extraordinary powers, how could he willingly commit suicide on the spot,

　　 He is not stupid.

　　 "Uh, I think in the current environment, we should set some more realistic goals..."

　　 Hans stammered a few words, then inexplicably increased his momentum, and said to Li Ang, "Wait, you, an Eastern monk who is standing with these forest butchers, why do you mean to 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 only fuelwood before the great mission.

　　Since you dare to suggest that, then I will let you try it yourself as a microbial petri dish..."

　　His threat has not been finished yet,

　　 Li Ang has already stomped on the ground, his feet fell and leaves flew up, and the figure enveloped in the red sweater jumped out like electric shots.

　　 Between the electric light and the flint, Hans's heart throbbed like a drum, the alarm clock rang, and everything was slowed down.

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

　　 The wind howls,

　　 The tree man’s arm was covered in front of Hans and Gretel, and the light instantly became dim.

　　 In the confined space, only the rapid and frightened breathing of two children can be heard.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 A crackling sound rang out, and Hans, who was still keeping his arms crossed on his chest, cried out subconsciously-a deep red scar appeared on his arm inexplicably.

　　 "Crack—"

　　 The sound of the tree breaking is endless, and the tree-man’s arm, which is as strong as a city wall, is cut off by a giant sickle!

　　 The long sickle blade that traces the crescent moon in the air is unabated, and across the ground, it quietly cuts off the fallen leaves and dead wood scattered on the ground.

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

　　 In the next second, Li Ang’s figure was reflected in Hans’s retina.

　　 And the crescent sickle rests on his and Gretel's necks.

　　 "Guru."

　　 Subconsciously, Hans swallowed his saliva, and the slightly moving Adam's apple touched the sharp blade of the sickle, and was instantly cut with a visible opening.

　　 The blood gushes down and falls down the neck, and the throat penetrates through the wound, it seems to taste the smell of cold wind

　　 At this moment, Hans once again felt the fear of the frozen soul-just like the day before, he was ripped apart by the forest monster and saw his organs pulled out with his own eyes.

"what did you say?"

　　 Li Ang put a scythe on Hans and Gretel's necks, and looked at the two bear children with a smile, "Want me to be a petri dish for microorganisms?"

　　 He leaned down and put his hand lightly on Hans's shoulder.

　　 Click, click, click——

　　 The sound of intensive fractures continued, Hans screamed, his face pale and fell to his knees.

　　 Gretel beside him showed anxious expression, his palms clenched suddenly.

　　 The treeman roared, waving his arms with two branches, and smashed into the middle with a force of tens of thousands.

　　 In the pile of withered leaves under Gretel’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 　　, thousands of leaves also turned into torrential rain, tearing the air, and falling straight down.

　　 Li Ang didn’t change his face, and activated the blur effect of Phase Boots, turning his body into a phantom, allowing the tree man’s arms, tree roots, and fallen 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 innocent divine power spread out.

　　 Gretel instantly discovered that he had directly lost control of the surrounding forest, unable to control even a single fallen leaf, let alone the giant tree man who fell on his knees.

"what happened?"

　　 This thought flashed across Gretel’s mind. Before she even had time to feel fear and despair, she saw several trees turning upside down and stabbing straight.

　　 tied her and her brother's hands, feet, limbs, and hung them high, with their hands and feet behind them, and an apple in their mouths.

　　 Everything happens in the flashlight,

　　 When Li Ang released the marsh power, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com drove the surrounding forest trees to completely trap Hansgrete,

　　Because of his pedaling, he lifted up withered yellow leaves before, so that it could fall to the ground.

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

　　 "God has the virtue of a good life, and the monks are compassionate. I am so benevolent. How can I hurt the lives of children?"

　　 Li Ang nodded, and said to Hansgrete: "Well, let's punish the poor monk slightly.

　　 You have broken your hands, two feet and one end. I will let you go and let you go home and reflect on your mistakes. "

　　? ? ?

　　 It's all about breaking hands and feet. What is the operation of breaking the head? What fault can I reflect on without my head?

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

The witch just felt dry for a while, and she lowered her head and did not dare to speak at all-Hans and Gretel may not be able to catch up with her in terms of overall strength, but seeing how easily this Eastern monk killed them in a flash, she wanted to clean up her It is probably a matter of minutes.

　　 In the witch's mind at the moment, only how should she find a chance to slip away...

"any idea,"

　　 Li Ang turned his head, his icy eyes swept towards the forest witch who hoped to have invisibility or went underground, and asked indifferently, "Can you disable the natural caster?"