I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 240 Invasion
It's not quite accurate to say it's a village.

This is more like a natural forest with countless trees intertwined.

The branches of the trees merged together strangely, intertwined and supported each other, and various passages were formed at the intersections. They were obviously formed naturally, but they also carried traces of human interference.

The dark tree holes are intertwined like ant nests, leading to the depths of the forest in twists and turns, and no one knows where the other exits are.

The arrival of the fish-men tribe quickly attracted the attention of the creatures in the tree hole. They all jumped down from the tree hole and came to the school of fish out of curiosity.

A tree root flew towards Jeff. The fishmen flew up one by one as if they were facing a formidable enemy, aiming at the tree root vigilantly.

But Jeff didn't care. After calling the others to stop, he let the tree root wrap around him.

The tree roots spread out small tentacles and penetrated the surface of Jeff's body. Jeff also controlled the armor to separate, leaving a crack for the tree roots to slowly enter.

"who are you?"

When the tree roots came into contact with Jeff's skin, a crisp sound passed through Jeff's armor and resounded throughout the entire school of fish.

After a while, another voice began to spread among the fish. It was the explanation of a certain fishman researcher: "They used a method of consciousness communication. The principle is unknown. There is no harm at present. You can try to answer."

"We are here this time to find a way to eternal life, no matter the cost."

"The Chali tribe will always guard eternal life, not because it is a treasure, but because the price of eternal life is too serious. No other race can afford it. For other races, it is more like a curse."

Jeff's tone was firm and left no room for doubt.

Those Chali clans are also connected to each other with tree roots. I don’t know what is being discussed internally.

Jeff didn't answer, but waited for something.

"We are the fish people."

"No matter what happens, it won't be worse than now."

"Eternal life?" The voice was surprised: "Did humans tell you?"

After saying everything, he quietly waited for the response from the tree roots.

After getting the report, Jeff began to answer the voice in the roots of the tree.

"What are you doing on our island?" The voice from the tree roots was very alert. After all, the fishmen were making too much noise.

However, Tree Roots did not answer for a long time, as if he was digesting Jeff's words.

After a long time, the voice came again.

"The so-called price has been borne by the fishmen for a long time."

"We have tried all kinds of relics and sacrificed many of our compatriots. They would rather try relics that seemed to have little hope than be trapped forever."

"Sorry, we can't tell."

"Yes." Jeff confirmed.

"Maybe by breaking the lifespan limit, we can break the racial lock."

"We've come to find a way to live forever," Jeff replied calmly.

Afterwards, Jeff spoke unreservedly about the plight of the fishmen...

"You have to unlock the locks of the fishmen yourself. There is no key you want on this island."

As soon as these words came out, the entire school of fish fell silent, and the atmosphere was subtle.

"Whether the key is suitable for the lock or not, you have to try it yourself." Jeff said slowly.

There was a hint of warning in his tone.

The fishmen had no intention of discussing it from the beginning, and their attitude had always been tough.

Tell all about the crisis of your own race. If you are willing to help, everything will be easy. If you refuse...

"There's no key here."

After being rejected again, the entire school of fish stopped talking, and the surrounding flying parts quickly surrounded them, covering the entire forest.

When these black parts floated into the sky, the power of the fish-men tribe was truly revealed.

Jeff spoke again now.

"What is the way to live forever?"

Not sloppy at all.

"You can't bear it..."

Before he could finish his words, a needle-like flying part flashed with red light, shuttled among the people of the Chali tribe, and pierced the body of a villager. Before the villagers had time to react, a burst of high temperature emitted from the wound, burning his body instantly.

“What is the way to eternal life?”

Jeff asked again.

No one answered.

As a result, the red parts took away the life of a villager again.

"Anyone answer?"

Jeff glanced at the people of the Chali clan.

At this time, these Chali people realized what had happened. The attack of the parts came too fast. They stared blankly at their companions who were burned to ashes. The tree roots on their bodies danced everywhere in fear, and they fled in all directions.

The tree roots wrapped around Jeff quickly shrank, as if they wanted to crush Jeff, but the roots had no effect on the armor at all.

The glowing parts formed a honeycomb-shaped protective shield composed of hexagons, protecting Jeff tightly.

"Catch them all."

Jeff gave the order, and the murlocs behind him moved out one after another.

In the blink of an eye, parts and armor were flying all over the forest. The Chali clan couldn't escape at all. They were grabbed by parts one by one and held in front of Jeff.

“What is the way to eternal life?”

The plain words fell again, but everyone in the Chali clan knew that this was the horn of death.

The red light flashed again, and a Chali clan member quickly turned into ashes.

But they still kept their mouths shut, and no one wanted to answer.

Jeff saw that these Chali people didn't like this, so he changed his words:
"You have revealed the method of eternal life, and we, the fishmen, have to bear the price. This has nothing to do with you, so why bother?"

But his persuasion still did not make these Chali tribes give in.

They were suppressed by the parts, kneeling on the ground, with angry faces and their mouths tightly closed.

Seeing this situation, Jeff had no choice but to order in the fish school: "Use cognitive change..."

"Wait!" Just when Jeff was about to use another method, an anxious call interrupted him.

It was Bai Zhou, who was shouting from inside the armor: "Let me try, I have a way to make them talk!"

His expression was extremely anxious, and he struggled to break free of the armor.

Jeff noticed his strange behavior and the armor controlling him came to him.

"Do you have any idea?"

"Yes! Give me permission to control the armor!"

"it is good."

Jeff didn't seem to care about Bai Zhou's strange behavior at this time, nor was he worried about what he might do.

With the overall situation in hand, he just looked at Bai Zhou indifferently, and then completely released the restrictions on Bai Zhou's armor.

After feeling that he could move freely, Bai Zhou controlled the armor and quickly searched among the Chali clan members who were kneeling on the ground.

His expression was anxious and worried, his eyes were red, and even his movements were trembling.

He stayed in front of each Chali tribesman for a while, raised their faces, and looked at them carefully.

When he saw the dying Chali tribesmen lying on the ground, he couldn't bear to turn his head to the other side.

Finally, when Bai Zhou saw a man kneeling on the ground in the corner, separating from the tribe, he stopped.

He stretched out his hands tremblingly and held the face of the Chali clansman. Then tears burst into his eyes, and then he stopped them quickly.

With his feet trembling, he also imitated the posture of the tribesmen and slowly knelt down.

As if he had made a lot of determination, Bai Zhou slowly opened his facial armor, and his eyes instantly intertwined with the Chali people in front of him.

The tree roots on the Chali tribe also wrapped around Bai Zhou's neck.

As they looked at each other, the anger in the Chali clansman's eyes slowly turned into shock, and his pupils trembled.

"Master?"

(End of this chapter)