Looting the life force of demons to forge a golden body Martial God-Chapter 87 - 85 Don’t Come Over!

Chu Feng’s thoughts flashed like lightning, and he suddenly stuffed the sketchbook into the astounded Wang Erbao’s arms, urgently whispering in his ear:

"Hold on to the evidence, give it to Uncle Wang Er!"

Without waiting for a response, he exerted all his strength in his arms and with a roar, hurled Wang Erbao far away!

The latter screamed as he flew through the air, well beyond the Mother Tree’s attack range, and landed with a thud, rolling several times upon impact.

Seeing Wang Erbao out of danger, Chu Feng breathed a sigh of relief, but at that moment, other trialists began to cry out for help:

"Chu Feng, pull me up!"

"Please, save me, I don’t want to die——"

However, the Mother Tree seemed to awaken from its sudden onslaught, and with a heaven-shattering roar, it drowned out their pleas for help:

"Vermin——Die——!"

In an instant, a vast array of Qi Roots came crashing down like a storm!

Chu Feng struggled to resist the Mother Tree’s frenzied attacks, getting lashed and thrown about the ground, with thudding sounds raining down incessantly.

The Black Iron Full-Face Helmet and Bone Gold Chainmail he wore were no match for the furious assault, shattering into pieces.

Without the protection of the True Armor, Chu Feng’s situation grew even more dire, forced to endure with his mere mortal flesh.

Compared to earlier, the enraged Mother Tree’s attacks had escalated by more than a level!

The Qi Roots, carrying immense force, demolished the armor, and each lash penetrated deep into his organs.

Chu Feng felt heart-wrenching agony, vomiting blood continuously, every bone in his body fractured.

At the same time, waves of spiritual power transformed into spikes, brutally bombarding his brain, shattering his newly accomplished spiritual power to pieces.

Amidst the excruciating pain that felt like his head would explode, his entire being began to slip into a dazed state.

Alarm bells screamed nonstop in Chu Feng’s mind, never having expected the Mother Tree’s fury to be so formidable.

The situation was dire!

For the thirty seconds following his Attribute Burst, Chu Feng could barely hold on.

But once the burst was over and the True Armor was shattered, he immediately lost all capacity to resist.

In less than a minute, he was battered to his last breath.

In the distance, Wang Erbao seemed to have broken his leg, the right calf twisted into a horrifying angle.

He hobbled over, leaning on his knife, his eyes nearly bursting with rage, and let out a howl as if driven mad: "Chu Feng——! Hold on!"

Chu Feng gave a pained smile as the furious Qi Roots violently swept him up, dragging him in front of the other eye of the Mother Tree.

The latter’s murky eyeball was filled with insane hatred:

"Vermin——Die——"

Barely managing to open his swollen eye, Chu Feng mustered a mocking smile: "Idiot... don’t you know anything else?

"If you’re going to kill me, just do it. Otherwise, you’re taking my surname!"

The aftereffects of the Attribute Burst hit, and he was afflicted with the negative statuses "Riddled with Holes" and "Severe Injury."

All Attributes dropped to 1 (25), rendering him incapable of any resistance.

His body was extremely weak, at the mercy of the enemy, and realization dawned on him that his life was likely at its end.

Regret?

Not really; he had managed to save his childhood friend Wang Erbao and obtained evidence of the traitor’s betrayal.

He had left a plausible explanation for Wang Weiguo, Wang Xuerui, and the Academy Alliance, among others.

It was just a shame; he had been given a second chance at life, with a promising future ahead, yet fate still had him die young unexpectedly.

It was just a shame; he would break his promise to Wang Xuerui, unable to meet her again on the university campus, to hold her hand and grow old together.

It was just a shame; he could not meet his parents’ expectations and become a powerful martial artist.

It was just a shame... he had not managed to exterminate all those damned demons!

Now, all he hoped for was to enrage the Mother Tree, this bast*rd, and die a quick death.

Don’t die only to have your body taken over by some mysterious spirit body and turned into an exotic race’s human skin coat.

However, his wish was likely to be in vain.

The Mother Tree let out earth-shattering roars and incomprehensible curses, clearly enraged to the point of forgetting how to speak the Longhua Language.

The Qi Roots that had been hovering above Bian Heng’s companion’s heads suddenly retracted with a swoosh, their four-petaled maws targeting Chu Feng’s head.

The Mother Tree had decided to let go of its predetermined target and chose him to be the next victim instead.

Ignoring his cursing and struggling, two Qi Roots forcefully pried open his mouth, about to ruthlessly infuse a spirit body into him through a hollow, blood-red wooden conduit!

Chu Feng’s extreme weakness made his consciousness blurred, and as the menacing four-petaled mouth drew closer, he barely squeezed out a curse:

"Fuck your mother..."

Just when he was about to lose consciousness.

The approaching maw was suddenly shattered by a longsword that flew in like lightning!

A sharp, bell-like, anxious cry rang out, "Xiao Feng! Hold on, we’re here!"

At the same time, He Guanshan’s reassuring roar reached Chu Feng’s ears, "Those who injure the pride of the Human Race shall die!"

The last thought in his mind was, ’Xue Rui has come, that’s great... And damn, Academy Alliance, I’ve finally waited you out!’

...

After an unknown amount of time had passed, Chu Feng slowly opened his heavy eyelids, a soft white light coming into view, along with the pungent smell of disinfectant wafting into his nostrils.

Muffled voices of conversation reached his ears, "...Is it serious?"

"...Very severe, needs immediate attention..."

Not fully awake yet, Chu Feng felt uncomfortable lying down and subconsciously wanted to move his body.

But unexpectedly, a tearing pain swept through his body, completely drowning him.

The horrific pain assaulted his nerves, making him groan involuntarily, jolting him awake immediately.

Fuck, it hurts!

I’m gonna split apart, ahhhh!

The groan startled the two people who had been conversing in low voices, and they quickly approached with hurried footsteps, followed by a concerned voice, "Xiao Feng, you’re awake? Feeling any better?"

Chu Feng strained to open his eyes, which seemed to be covered in a layer of haze, "...Uncle Wang? Fuck, I’m in so much pain... I feel like I’m about to die from it!"

Wang Weiguo gave a wry smile and soothingly said, "You’re severely injured, don’t move, just rest. I’ll go call Xue Rui and Erbao."

With that, he instinctively patted Chu Feng’s shoulder, not anticipating that this pat would spread intense pain from the latter’s shoulder throughout his body.

He stiffened in pain, his vision blurred, nearly spitting out a mouthful of foam.

Clenching his teeth, he barely squeezed out a sentence, "...Uncle Wang... don’t..."

In that instant, he was in so much pain that he almost wanted to take the unreliable Uncle Wang with him in death!

Wang Weiguo hastily withdrew his hand, chuckling awkwardly, "Sorry, sorry..."

To cover up the awkwardness, he turned his head and shouted out, "Xue Rui, Erbao, Xiao Feng’s awake!"

"Xiao Feng!"

A scream rang out, and Chu Feng saw the girl he’d been dreaming of appear at the door of the ward.

Wang Xuerui’s delicate face, with her eyes brimming with excited tears, flung herself towards him.

Chu Feng too was so moved he couldn’t speak, his nostrils emitting an anxious snort as he wanted to fiercely slap the hospital bed and shout:

"Don’t you come over here!"

As a sense of despair filled his eyes, the fragrance of her body wafted over, and then everything went black.

"Ahhh—"