Chapter 1343： Plants vs. Plants (2/2)

But Bertram has become accustomed to this. Anyway, it is not a day or two for that crazy "saint" to radiate such hostility and "appetite" to him, and in so many days, under such "hostility". Sabotage is his most important work content.

"I felt it," Bertram calmed down quickly, his branches trembling in the wasteland of winter, and many leaves pointed to the same position, "A big nerve cluster, a very strong thought pulse... the direction of the east. , Shortly after the signal appeared, there should be an unformed root system there, act now!"

Behind Bertram, several twisted treants of various shapes and a large group of deformities quickly responded. This "special team" began to move quickly under the command of the Dark Master, passing through the vast plains and poisonous The valley of the river moved towards an area closer to the line of fire, and not long after the transfer started, a dark priest with a gray-black skin and a canopy twisted like a vortex approached their commander: "Master, we Can you catch the'organ' that emits the thought pulse this time?"

"I don't know, but I am sure... we are getting closer and closer to that organ."

As Bertram spoke quickly, he secretly gave a series of instructions to the nearby root network: let the offensive vines creeping underground secretly interweave into a strangling encirclement, and let the secretory organs that breed between the roots. Create countermeasures against pheromone, let a part of the "young vine" transform itself, simulate the nerve signal of the living forest to get as close to the opponent as possible, and remove all the interfering toxins it carries before being recognized and strangulated by the opponent. Possibly penetrated into nearby soil...

All these are the "skills" he has cultivated in these days of uninterrupted "fighting" with Bertila. Many of them are even the methods he learned from the other party. These methods are incredible, but he must admit After the crazy "saint" turned into a real plant, she did create many tactics that only plants can "think", and these tactics are quite effective in the process of using them.

Fortunately, everyone has the same origin. What Bertila can do is basically the root network in the depths of the wasteland. As long as there is a smart person who can learn ideas from that crazy woman, he The means of control can also come into being.

Bertram thinks he is such a "smart man". This is what he is most proud of these days, and the only thing he can be proud of.

This even slightly diluted the shame and resentment he had accumulated after that failure.

At the same time, in the depths of the dark and corrupt wasteland, a fierce confrontation that ordinary people can't see has exploded and intensified rapidly following Bertram's instructions.

The roots belonging to the distal limbs of the Thorin giant tree were severely blocked during the process of spreading south. Some of the root structures that had just grown and did not have complete combat capabilities were strangulated during the maturation process, forming pieces into pieces. The ground died between the soil and the underground river, and the dark root system from the direction of the waste soil immediately launched a swift "encirclement and suppression", a kind of chilling sound of friction and creep between the underground caves and pores Resounding, a large number of living vines burrowed through the darkness, and while intertwined into a net, they released various toxins and tiny "biological soldiers" around them. There were also fine vines that mimicked the roots of Thorin spreading and growing all the way to the north...

The counterattack of the Thoring roots also came soon, and the attack methods of the opponents were no less than that of the opponents. The root network belonging to the dark priests began to be necrotic in the border area...

And these necrotic root tissues had passed enough information to Bertram before they died completely.

"The counterattack is very fast... concentrated and continuous thought impulses... nerve signals are converging towards the eastern region..."

In the cold wilderness, Bertram led the team to quickly move to the target location while carefully perceiving the information coming from underneath. Suddenly, a wave of joy surged into his heart.

As this joy surged, he was also feeling the more and more obvious and stronger "predator breath". This predator breath brought him almost instinctive fear and two diametrically opposite emotional shocks. With his already abnormal spirit, the process of repeatedly tearing up his consciousness made Bertlem more excited. An abnormal excitement made him shout to his followers: "We caught the big guy! My compatriots, we caught it!"

"Master, you mean..." A low-level dark priest was taken aback for a moment and quickly reacted, "You mean we caught the ‘thinking organ’ this time?"

"Yes, I sensed those strong thought pulses and the nerve signals that were constantly gathering towards the target location. We caught it," Bertram said through gritted teeth (even though he has no teeth now). "That crazy woman can extend her consciousness to such a long distance, and can easily control the truth of such a huge body with her own power...her thought auxiliary organ, we finally caught it!"

While speaking, he had already sensed that he had arrived near the target location and he immediately ordered the followers to stop to prevent falling into the trap.

Excited to excitement, Bertram still maintains basic judgment and calmness. He knows how cunning the "ancient saint" called Bertila is, and knows that there is no unreasonable good luck in this world. Okay, maybe Exist, but he doesn't believe that this kind of thing will fall on his head.

The target is ahead, but he didn’t dare to rush over and dig down rashly. Who knows what the crazy woman had prepared there? Maybe after he ran over, a big hole was cracked in the ground, and there was a cloth underneath. What about a stomach pouch full of teeth and digestive juices?

"Master, how do we get there?" the low-rank dark priest asked beside him.

Bertram did not respond, but secretly colluded with the underground root network that was fighting fiercely with the enemy. After a while, a ground near him suddenly made a rumbling noise, and then the thick soil and rocks came from The force of the underground tore a gap, and an inclined "passage" leading to the ground, surrounded by countless living vines and roots, appeared in his eyes.

"I suspect that mad woman prepared a trap for us, but it doesn't matter that we slowly push it under the cover of the root network. No matter what she prepares underground, we will tear it down all the way!"