Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

Chapter 2249  Alliance

Outside the Prayer Temple, Vannes and his subordinates stepped into the hidden domain of the Wood tribe.

As they stepped forward, there was a sudden rush of whooshing sounds from ahead—Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

What!?

Vannes's pupils contracted. They saw dense wooden spikes shooting out from the thick forest—ambush!

Vannes's anger surged. Initially, he only intended to confront the Wood tribe peacefully, but they showed no honor, launching a surprise attack without warning.

The Wood tribe!

No respect even when given the chance!

Countless sharp leaves converged around Vannes, forming a whirlwind that swept toward the dense onslaught of wooden spikes.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!!!"

The flying leaves sliced through the incoming wooden spikes, shattering them into fragments that scattered in the air.

With a single explosive move, Vannes shattered the Wood tribe's ambush. He snorted disdainfully and shouted ahead, "Wood tribe! What kind of cowardly tactics are these? Dare to cout and face me!"

There was no response.

Only more wooden spikes crushing toward Vannes.

"Humph!"

Vannes felt his anger rising.

He formed a seal with both hands in front of him.

"Boom!!!"

The swirling leaves beceven denser, swirling towards the incoming wooden spikes.

"If that's how it's going to be, don't blme for being ruthless!"

The memory of almost losing his life in the teleportation passage fueled Vannes's anger even more, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Charge! Leave none standing!"

The members of the leaf tribe immediately surged forward into the thick foliage, attempting to locate the Wood tribe hidden within.

Suddenly, several members at the front of the group realized something, their movements freezing simultaneously.

"Hiss, hiss..."

Snake-like hisses emanated from the foliage.

In the next moment, Vannes' expression turned extremely serious.

Looking carefully, they saw tree roots sticking close to the ground under the cover of the trees in front of them, slithering towards their feet like snakes!

"Chi, chi...!"

Snake-like hisses emanated from the foliage.

In the next moment, Vannes's expression turned extremely serious.

Upon closer inspection, beneath the covering of foliage ahead, they saw tree roots tightly hugging the ground, swiftly darting toward them like serpents!

"Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss!!!"

As soon as the roots touched the ground beneath their feet, they immediately wrapped tightly around their ankles!

It was the Root tribe!

The roots swiftly coiled upwards from the ankles, immobilizing several of the leaf tribe guards who had charged ahead!

The Root tribe's unique skill.

Touch of the Serpent!

While other tribes may have similar techniques, their effectiveness pales in comparison to the Root tribe's. Once entangled, it was extremely difficult to break free.

"Whoosh!"

Soul Pursuit!

Just as Vannes took a step forward to assist the tribe members ensnared by the Touch of the Serpent, he suddenly sensed a small black thorn flashing past on his right side. Startled, he quickly dodged, swiftly retreating.

Vannes narrowly avoided the black thorn, a cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

Looking up again, he saw that the tribe members entangled by the tree roots had completely given up struggling. They all stood motionless as if their souls had been sucked away.

Soul Pursuit!

Among the four major tribes, the abilities of the Soul tribe were the most eerie.

While the Soul tribe's combat strength was the weakest among the four, their array of tactics made them the most dreaded by the other tribes.

What was going on?

Why did the Soul tribe join the battle?

It was only at this moment that Vannes realized they were not only surrounded by the Wood tribe but also by the Root tribe and the Soul tribe!

They were being attacked by all three major tribes?

Fortunately, after retreating, the enemies hidden in the foliage did not pursue them further.

"Soul tribe! Root tribe! When did you start collaborating with the Wood tribe?"

Vannes cautiously stood outside the attack range of the Soul tribe, coldly surveying the dense forest ahead, his eyes flickering with uncertainty.

"Rustle, rustle, rustle..."

There was a faint sound from the forest.

A young woman emerged from the foliage.

Fang Heng had been following at the rear of the group, but now his gaze was drawn to the woman as well.

Soul tribe.

Among the tree spirit tribes, the appearance of the Soul tribe bore the closest resemblance to humans.

"Vannes."

"Tippy."

Seeing Tippy emerge from the foliage, Vannes's expression becextremely serious, and he asked, "What does your Soul tribe mean by this?"

"The Elders Council has decreed that no tribe shall harm their own kind. We had a prior agreement as well. You first cooperated with humans to raid the Temple of Incantation belonging to the Wood tribe. After that, you killed members of the Wood tribe, including two of their elders."

Tippy explained, shaking her head, "This is something we cannot tolerate."

Vannes's pupils contracted sharply, several thoughts flashing through his mind.

Killed two Great Elders of the Wood tribe?

Before coming here, Vannes had inquired about the situation from the elders of his own tribe and had also asked Ovi for relevant information. They had only mentioned a conflict between the Leaf tribe and the Wood tribe, resulting in casualties among the Wood tribe.

But killing two elders?

Was Rudyard really that ruthless?

A hint of doubt flashed through Vannes's mind, followed by a cold smirk. He found Rudyard's actions quite to his liking.

Killed the elders?

Ha!

Killed is killed! So what?

What's wrong with it?

The Leaf tribe's principle is an eye for an eye!

If you're not as skilled as others, being killed is just your due!

"Humph? No harming our own kind? What a joke! Now you're tellingabout the Elder Council's orders? Where were you earlier? How did the three major tribes deal with us outside the Ring of the Ages? Are the lives of Wood tribe members precious while those of the Leaf tribe are not?"

Klonor, an elder of the Wood tribe, said coldly, "Shut up! Back then, outside the Ring of the Ages, we always left room for negotiation. We never truly harmed our own kind. The deaths of Wood tribe members occurred in the chaos of battle, at the hands of the stone spirit puppets..."

"Hahahaha! What a great excuse! You blocked our way, watched our injured kin die at the hands of Stone Spirit puppets, and you call that not harming our own kind? Deaths in battle chaos?"

Thinking back to the situation, Vannes was enraged, his eyes reddened as he laughed, "Good! Very good! So today, the three major tribes want to unite, huh? You, the Soul tribe, and the Root tribe aren't any better. You all just want to seize our Temple of Incantation, don't you? No need for so many excuses! Cat us with all you've got!"

Tippy watched Vannes, whose emotions were unusually intense.

"Vannes, we don't want to escalate things. We can talk."

"Talk? What is there to talk about?"

Vannes sneered, looking at them. "Block our teleportation energy, trap us here, and then talk? Fine, I'll ask you again! Where is Elder Rudyard? Today he talks about a meeting of the four factions, inviting Elder Rudyard to the Elders Council meeting, but until now, Rudyard hasn't returned. Is he in your hands?"

Tippy's brow furrowed.

Things were heading in a direction she didn't want to see.

Not good.

Compared to the other two tribes, the Soul tribe and the Root tribe were somewhat calmer.