Chapter 251 The power and vitality of the world tree.
Zi Li looked at Victoria who was in his hands.
I don't know when I ended up in someone else's arms.
And he couldn't feel it.
I couldn't feel where his hand was.
"Ahhhh!"
He looked down and found his hand lying on the ground covered in blood.
Blood continued to flow from the severed hand.
"You guy!"
Zi Li's roar was filled with resentment and anger.
But all this seemed so powerless in front of Ye Yan.
Ye Yan slowly raised his hand, his fingertips moved lightly, and it seemed as if countless invisible threads were intertwining and tightening in the air.
With a crisp "click", the space seemed to be torn apart.
Immediately afterwards, Zi Li's head miraculously slipped from his shoulders and rolled to the ground.
Those eyes, filled with astonishment and unwillingness, lost their luster forever.
The gold-level adventurer was caught completely off guard.
He was killed instantly by Ye Yan's absolute power. The scene was shocking and breathtaking.
There was dead silence all around, only the wind was still whispering, as if telling of this sudden accident.
This scene shocked all the adventurers and goblins present.
When did Ye Yan become so powerful.
As expected, you are the master.
What a monster this is.
He actually killed their captain instantly?
How can this be.
"damn it!"
The big man's roar exploded like thunder.
His face was twisted with anger and unwillingness, and his eyes were wide open as if they could spit out flames.
brush!
He kicked the ground hard and rushed towards Ye Yan like a bull.
The huge hammer in his hand was accompanied by the sound of whistling wind and carried an unstoppable momentum, as if it was going to smash everything that stood in its way.
"go to hell!"
These three words were squeezed out from between his teeth, full of determination and madness.
However, facing this blow that was enough to shake the mountains.
Ye Yan's reaction was surprisingly calm.
A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if all this was within his expectations.
He just raised his hand slightly, with a barely perceptible light flowing from his fingertips.
The light instantly met the whistling hammer, as if time had frozen at this moment.
"What?!"
The big man's pupils suddenly shrank and his face was full of disbelief.
His full-strength attack was easily defused by the opponent with just one finger.
This gap in strength caused him to feel an unprecedented fear in his heart.
The giant hammer trembled in front of Ye Yan's fingers, as if it had encountered an insurmountable barrier. No matter how he struggled, he could not move forward at all.
"impossible!"
The big man's roar sounded again.
The muscles all over his body expanded again as if they were inflated, veins bulged, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead.
It was obvious that all his strength was concentrated on this one strike.
But even so, the giant hammer remained motionless, as if it was firmly bound by an invisible force.
"That's it?"
Ye Yan finally spoke, his voice cold and contemptuous.
He slowly raised his eyes, his eyes were as deep as the night sky, revealing a heart-pounding chill.
As his words fell.
There was only a crisp "click" sound.
The seemingly indestructible hammer slowly cracked in front of everyone's horrified gaze, and finally turned into countless pieces that scattered all over the ground.
Along with the sound of breaking came the last glimmer of hope in the big man's heart.
Puff! At this moment, a dark light flashed by. It was the magic thread controlled by Ye Yan, which silently wrapped around the big man's neck.
The big man's eyes were wide open, his face full of horror.
Before he could even utter a last word, blood gushed out and his head fell to the ground with a dull sound.
“No, this is impossible to win!”
The other two people who witnessed this scene felt fear surge in their hearts like a tide.
They looked at each other, their eyes filled with despair and the desire to escape.
Then he turned and ran without hesitation, trying to escape the pursuit of the god of death.
But how could Ye Yan let them go so easily?
His eyes became increasingly cold, and he lightly hooked his fingers, and it seemed as if invisible threads were dancing in the air.
"Yan'er, stop it!"
Victoria's voice was filled with anxiety and pleading, trying to stop this senseless killing.
However, it was too late.
Pfft!
The two soft sounds that sounded almost simultaneously were the magic line's most ruthless judgment on life.
Before the two fugitives could run a few steps, they felt a chill on their necks, followed by the rapid dimming of the light of life.
Their heads flew high up like kites with broken strings.
In the end, he suffered the same fate as the big man.
This scene happened too suddenly.
The three little goblins standing nearby were completely stunned, their little eyes filled with shock and fear.
In their eyes, Ye Yan at this moment was undoubtedly the real god of death.
When did Ye Yan become so powerful?
This growth rate is too scary.
They could feel that the gap between them was widening at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Or maybe, from the very beginning, their strengths were very different.
"Are you okay?"
Ye Yan looked at his mother and smiled.
"without"
Victoria shook her head, without a trace of blame in her tone.
In fact, she didn't blame Yan'er for killing someone.
In this world, sometimes, if you don’t kill, you will die.
As a goblin, Yan'er will inevitably encounter the kind of groundless and unreasonable murderous intent.
Because he is a goblin.
But sometimes, Victoria still hoped that among those people she killed, she could spare the unimportant people.
Too much killing will always have a bad impact.
"This is?!"
Suddenly, Victoria looked at the scene in front of her and exclaimed in a low voice.
There was a strange atmosphere in the air around, as if even time had frozen at this moment.
Among the lifeless bodies scattered on the ground, a few balls of light green light slowly rose up.
They are like the first buds blooming in the early spring morning light, weak but full of vitality.
These balls of light swayed gently in the air and eventually hovered at the same time.
It is as if being pulled by invisible silk threads, weaving into a bizarre picture.
Victoria stared at the scene in a daze, her heart surging with an unprecedented excitement.
She slowly raised her hand, her fingertips trembling slightly, as if it was out of instinct, or as if she was summoned by some mysterious force.
A miracle happened, those green light balls seemed to be endowed with spirituality.
They are no longer rootless duckweed.
Instead, it gently followed the trajectory of her fingers and slowly gathered on her palm, forming a brilliant ocean of green light.
Under the shining of this light, Victoria felt unprecedented warmth and peace.
It is a power that comes from the essence of life, pure.
Yes, although it is tiny, it is undoubtedly vitality.
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This is not the Mother of Life, the faith of the elves, the backbone that supports the world, the existence that connects the three thousand worlds.
The aura of the World Tree?
(End of this chapter)