Mu Changli stood alone on the battlefield, holding a long sword made of special metal in his hand.
Spiritual power like water waves adhered to it, and a sharp feeling radiated from the sword.
With a simple chop, a sharp sword light was emitted, the space was torn, and black cracks appeared.
On the battlefield.
The sword light was swung out and spread slowly along the way.
A small piece of sword energy turned into a white light curtain that covered the sky and the sun.
The shrill wind accompanied this light curtain and descended on the alien race on the opposite side.
The aliens watched helplessly as the light curtain fell, and the arms turned into vines quickly twisted.
The green vines grew crazily, joining forces with their surrounding companions to build a vine wall above their heads.
The vines are covered with a green luster, carrying endless vitality, which looks particularly strange under the gray-white sky.
These are the Man people, who can transform between animal and plant forms.
They have a long lifespan and reproduce quickly, but their growth requires the support of vitality.
As the group expands, the planets that have exhausted their vitality are gradually disappearing.
Disappeared into the star field.
They were the overlords of this star field before humans developed.
Over the years, as humans expanded the star field, they had more and more disputes with the Man tribe.
Humans need the resources provided by the planet, and the Man people need the original vitality of the planet.
There is no possibility of peace talks between the two sides.
The most terrifying thing about this group is not their attack power, but their reproduction speed.
As long as the branches falling from them do not completely lose their vitality, they can continue to reproduce a new life.
This was the reason why they were able to survive under Mu Changli, and also the reason why they were targeted by Mu Changli.
The sword light fell on the vine wall, and the boundless sharp energy fell.
The green light that filled the vine wall faded in an instant.
The sword light fell on the top of the Man tribe's head, and drops of green liquid suddenly fell from the contact.
The place splashed out, and vines were quickly cut and chopped, flying on the battlefield.
The vine wall began to collapse under this blow.
The painful clicking sounds of the Man tribe surrounded the battlefield.
Their branches were eroded by the sharp energy and lost their vitality in an instant.
The gray energy gradually moved towards Their ontology spreads.
But they did not immediately treat their injuries, but stood in front of Mu Changli without moving.
But even so, it didn't stop him for long.
Mu Changli came down with sword after sword, and the billowing wave of swords turned into a roaring sea of swords, harvesting the lives of the Man tribe members.
It was obviously a simple movement, but after adding Mu Changli's mental power and will, it became unstoppable.
After the Man tribe army fell in large numbers, we could finally see the base camp behind them, a huge virgin forest filled with mostly immature seedlings.
No matter how painful and frightened they were, the Man soldiers had no intention of retreating, because behind them were the families they cared about most.
This is the last star they control, and it is also their home star.
However, this home planet is also overwhelmed at the moment.
The soldiers' roots are deeply rooted in the soil, and streams of green gas are drawn from the soil as energy for their battles.
After the green gas in the land was extracted, the land gradually turned gray and lost all vitality.
Dots of gray spread out from under the feet of the Man people, forming a continuous line on this battlefield.
The land with a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles is lingering in the gray breath, and this breath is still floating to other places, near that place When we were in a virgin forest, the gray under our feet seemed to have touched a wall, unable to cross the thunder pool.
The creatures affected in other directions quickly declined.
The gray gas fell on the animal, and the animal suddenly stopped breathing.
Like a creature confined to the film in the silent film era, its body stiffened and fell on the spot.
The gray land spread to the trees, and the trees suddenly lost their fresh color.
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The leaves floated to the ground one by one and turned into ashes.
The tree trunks were bare and black and white.
The creatures on this planet are dying quickly, and the planet is also gradually dying.
As the planet slowly sank, Mu Changli's sensitive mental energy felt the waves of unwillingness and resentment coming from the air.
Just like a Jedi counterattack, the gray-white was confined to the battlefield and concentrated little by little toward the center.
The gray-white gas gradually became richer and transformed into pure black, just like the color of death.
This black gas floated over the heads of the Man tribe, and they died instantly the moment they came into contact.
The Man tribesmen who participated in the war were horrified to find that they could no longer draw any power from their home planet, and could only die under the double attack of black smoke and sea of swords.
Since they were destined to die, these Man clan people calmed down instead.
They looked at the seedlings behind them, their eyes filled with sadness and reluctance, but more importantly, they were obsessed with protecting them.
They stood erect until the very last moment.
The black smoke slowly spread, and more and more Man clansmen gave up their struggle.
They stood silently, without any attacking posture, just like a harmless forest.
This scene fell into the eyes of the troops behind Mu Changli, and their eyes were filled with silence and even sympathy.
But no one spoke.
This was not a war game, but a life and death battle for the continuation of the race.
When human technology has not developed enough to carry the tribe on large-scale migrations, the Man tribe will disappear without the spiritual support of this star field.
Since the two sides cannot coexist, they can only live and die.
The moment more and more Man clansmen died, the fiery red giant tree surrounded by layers moved to the front of the battlefield.
All its roots were pulled out from the earth and turned into a long red-haired tree. man.
The moment he appeared, his body was scratched with large and small scratches by the sword energy.
He endured the pain, slowly bent down, knelt on his knees, worshiped with both hands, and placed his head deeply on the hands lying on the ground.
This is human etiquette, which is both surrender and begging.
When the Man clan people behind him looked at the emperor in such a humble state, the vines that had given up resistance began to wave weakly again, and their emerald green bodies were covered with a layer of green luster, like a reflection of light.
An aura of sadness and anger permeated the venue, and I had the urge to cry just by looking at it.
There were even vines trying to pull their emperor up from the ground, but the emperor kept kneeling firmly on the ground without wavering at all.
At the moment when the red-haired man knelt on the ground, the sharp sword sea paused and did not attack.
But it still surrounds this withering ethnic group, like an invisible prison
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