Thunder Martial

First entered the battlefield of extinction, purple appeared in the Death Desert.

This is one of the few native mutant beast colonies in the region with powerful creatures such as biscorpions, giant lizards, and sand snakes.

There are only two scorpions in Purple's line of sight right now. Not only are they good at physical attacks, but they are also strong in soul attacks, which almost make Purple eat a huge loss.

Purple Souls fly over the desert at very high speeds. Because they fly at low altitudes, some giant scorpions who are good at soul attacks will attack. Good thing Purple Souls are strong enough to be alert in advance.

If you replace even eight or nine other monks, it may not be as easy as purple.

By the time Purple Pearl sees a ray of green at the end of the heavens and earth, the third spirit crystal has completely exhausted its power, and now the energy in his body is less than 30%.

At this moment, purple and dusty, the robe can no longer see what it was.

Without hesitation, absorbing the fourth crystal, like an arrow off a string, purple turned into a rainbow and headed green.

“Bang!”

Purple fell on the green ground, shaking the sand on his body and shooting as dark as a weapon in all directions.

Behind the desert the yellow sand kept rolling, and a giant scorpion floated over the sand, seemingly afraid of the green space, which had not stepped on the edge of the desert, far from screaming a sound of soul screaming at the purple.

A moment later, it was not until they saw that humans had not reacted in the slightest that they returned to the sand with a long thorn.

This sighed in Purple Heart and finally came out of the desert alive.

But immediately, a vine stretched silently toward the purple, instantly enclosing the purple and layering it.

Violet acute perception, greatly reduced here, couldn't react at all, was completely covered by the vine and dragged to the ground, toward the distance.

Shouting loudly, the purple surroundings emitted light, the energy in the body turned into tidal shock, after several shocks, the vine showed signs of loosening, the purple claw grabbed the long knife between the waist while the void was in hand.

“So!”

The bright knife crossed the line and the vine broke.

The purple knife turns around and looks to where the vine is. There is a little tree less than one person tall. The little tree has many root branches, each of which is a vine that can be extended.

His eyes slightly flashed, and Purple saw more cranberries coming, causing a breaking whistle.

“Whoosh!”

Purple was in the wrong shape and immediately reached the side of the vine. The knife flashed again and cut off a piece of vine.

Seems to feel the pain, these vines tremble and retract toward the rear tree.

The long knife fell into the sheath and the purple gun fired towards the center of the tree.

During this period, many of the vines were crumbled and the purple shots were fired upon the trees, which exploded as the lightning flashed.

The former vine, struggling for a few moments, ceased to move, and the tree had been killed by purple.

The tree had a punch thick, the first half collapsed and disappeared, the second half was still there, and in the center of the tree, the purple saw some liquid emitting bright light.

Along the way, Purple has long been hungry and thirsty, and at this moment we see this little crystalline liquid, and we do not hesitate to go up and suck it into our bellies.

These saps enter the belly with a clear spirit, and a trace of power is created, supplementing the purple consumption.

These saps are the equivalent of external spiritual fluid and have a restorative energy effect, which is somewhat surprising.

In sight, there were some of the same little trees in the distance, so the purple clay immediately put away a third of the spirit crystal.

Spiritual crystal still has a piece and a half left. I don't know how much further the return journey is. Don't waste it.

Here, Purple found that all the rules that he understood were ineffective, including breaking the rules, and even perfection was suppressed to some extent.

The world has its own rules, and its own world class is no weaker than that of the Battle Martial Continent, and even if the world is nearly destroyed, it still blocks all rules from the outside world.

Apart from not being able to mobilize any kind of Battle Martial Continent rules here, Zixuan abides by the rules of the world.

Every time he flies, he needs to consume a lot of energy, and only food can recover, except for the Crystal.

Without spiritual crystals and food, it would be difficult to recover one's own energy, and in this part of the world, one's own ruled energy, unfortunately, is simply not available to foreign human beings and cannot be used to supplement one's own strength.

As the sap enters the abdomen, the dry tongue improves somewhat, and the power consumed is slowly growing.

Violet rests on dead roots, spiritual tension remains high, there is a crisis and can escape perception, and Violet must be careful.

If, on the Battle Martial Continent, Purple can mobilize the rules of the tree at this moment, then the perceived abilities will increase dramatically, but here, Purple cannot perceive any rules at all.

The energy of the sap quickly drains away, and the energy in the purple corpus increases a little bit, which, if measured by the spirit crystal, equals about one percent.

In other words, if you kill a hundred of these little trees, you get the equivalent of a spirit crystal.

A spiritual crystal can only restore 30% of purple energy.

Purple rose again, his gaze fell on the second tree, and the long gun hid the light in his hand.

Little trees are not strong, equivalent to the appearance of five or six layers of human beings, but the vines are tough and somewhat difficult.

When purple guns are used, only a breakdown works, but after using the knife, the stubborn vines are cut off.

Soon after the second tree was cut off, Purple found the crystalline sap again and inhaled it again.

However, as the purple trees slowly refined the sap, the small trees in the distance suddenly began to stretch, and the vines were like a spiritual snake, coming from all sides, surrounding the purple trees.

Purple drank heavily, the knife came out of its sheath and began another round of killing.

With more than a dozen trees killed, purple energy drained nearly 20%, leaving 10% of the body's strength. And the dozens of tree saps obtained are simply not enough to sustain consumption.

In other words, purple giving is completely inversely proportional to the harvest.

In this way, not waiting for the purple trees to pass through, they will be born and run out of energy and die.

In the outside world, it is difficult to have the power of war and the purple desire to die in the perfect world, but here, in less than a day, Purple found two places where it could kill itself.

Had it not been for Monsieur's advance gift of five Psychic Crystals, Purple could have died in that desert.

In the fraction of the forest, there are a fraction of trees, and the trees have something to restore energy to, but the purple trees do not dare to go deep.

Energy comes first in this unknown world, so Purple wants to find a way to get some more sap, because no one knows how far back home is.

Purple trees move forward carefully in the woods, looking constantly at some small trees, purple trees calculate the distance between the trees in order to launch their own raids.

“Whoosh!”

When he found the target, he flashed and swept toward a small tree. The long knife in his hand emitted a cold light from Mori.

“Resolve the battle within two breaths! ”

In the purple eyes flashes the light of perseverance, and a glittering knife light appears.

As the crackling sound sounded, the blocked vines broke with the sound, and the purple turned into flowing light, rushing to the tree and chopping it down.

Tree's defense was not strong and one knife was cut off.

But immediately, 80% of the vines on all sides were like a mesh under a purple beard.

As if no abnormality was noticed on the top of his head, Purple took away the sap at the quickest speed and fled from a crawling crevice that could not be brought together.

Successfully escaped, the purple body has been wet by cold sweat, the wind blows, and the stickiness is very painful.

For a little bit of sap, Zidane is really on the verge of death.

After killing more than a dozen trees in a row during this period, the purple energy is completely depleted and the trees in front are boundless, like the previous desert, purple for a while.

But he can be sure that this is the northbound direction.

Helpless, he walked only around the edge of the woods.

In the meantime, purple purple purified all the fourth Psychic Crystal, plus more than a dozen saps, restored nearly 30% of its energy.

Now there are only ten parts of the sap left on Zijuan, a spirit crystal, with which Zijuan walks to the human agglomeration.

As we move forward, there are occasional battles and purple energy is constantly being consumed, but there will also be few gains during this period, even though the donation is completely out of proportion to the harvest, there are some that are not stronger than others.

The purple trees surrounded the trees for two days and two nights. Finally, the direction of the trees changed towards the other side, while the purple trees were forsaken and walked straight north.

At this moment, he still has 20% of his strength, and all he has left is the giant scorpion poison stab in his storage bag, and of course the battlefield order, and the spirit crystal and tree sap are completely depleted during these two days and nights.

At the same time, Zixuan perceived the power of his energy to absorb the world, but very slowly, after careful calculation, he concluded.

If he sat for a month in a row, his strength would recover to 10%.

But just three days into the world, Zijuan has faced several life-and-death crises, and if he stays in place for a month, there may be some danger.

And if you don't eat or drink for a month, Purple is afraid to starve to death.

There are only sporadic large trees in sight, but the acute perception of purple is a perception of danger.

He stood in place and stared quietly in front.

Quiet ahead, but that feeling of danger is getting stronger and stronger.

Without saying anything, Zijuan turned around and left.

Even going into the old woods is better than staying here.

“What a sharp perception!” There was a cold laugh and there was only one person walking out of a tree.

This is a man in black with a seven-piece vibe, a long, sheathless sword in his hand, a pair of turquoise boots underfoot and a black eye with a murderous machine.

Upon hearing the voice, Purple turned back immediately and saw that the other party was a human like him, and should also come from Battle Martial Continent.

It is true, as Monsieur said, that entering the absolute battlefield must be careful of all that is seen, including mankind.