A few more minutes passed, and after walking through the twists and turns of the cave corridor, Ling Chen finally saw the entire structure of the place where he was imprisoned.

This is a hollow building built underground, surrounded by many caves, which should be connected to various cells.

Outside each cave, there is a circular staircase. After Ling Chen and the others came out, they started walking along the staircase.

Ling Chen discovered that there were more than a dozen teams of tree men escorting prisoners out of various caves. Once someone showed resistance, the tree men would directly capture and kill them, sucking all the blood from their bodies.

As for how the body was disposed of, it was thrown under the stairs.

Ling Chen probed his head slightly and glanced out of the corner of his eye. Corpses and bones were piled on the bottom platform, forming a hill. There were definitely a lot of people who died here.

Each team is escorted by about ten tree people. There are at least a hundred tree people here, and there are still teams heading out.

Ling Chen frowned and was trying to think of a way to escape safely, but it was obviously not that easy.

He cast a hidden gaze around him, and finally saw Pandora's figure among a certain team.

The other party also noticed themselves, but neither of them showed anything. Their eyes immediately moved away from the other's face, as if they were seeing a stranger.

After all, there are many senior players hidden in so many teams. Revealing who your teammates are too early is not conducive to protecting personal information.

After walking up the stairs, you entered the upward passage leading to the surface. There were corpses everywhere, not just human ones, but also tree people.

Some of the corpses had just been killed, and they still exuded a fresh, pungent smell of blood.

When passing these corpses that were still a little warm, almost all the aborigines looked terribly ugly, and the tangy smell of blood made people nauseous.

At this time, there was still about a hundred meters to the exit. Ling Chen raised his head and looked over, and could see traces of sunlight shining in.

He squinted his eyes, calmly slowed down a little, and squeezed deeper into the crowd. There were people in front, back, left and right, so this was a safer position.

Not only him, but also the middle-aged man, keeping a low profile as much as possible is the best way to reduce risks.

Ling Chen had been paying attention to the entrance of the cave. After going out, he immediately began to observe the surrounding environment.

This is a circular platform, about the size of a football field. The ground is paved with stone slabs, and plants grow in the gaps.

It seems that the appearance of the plant is a bit like a willow tree, but it is slightly different in subtle parts.

Ling Chen exhaled. For some reason, when he looked at these plants, he felt uncomfortable in his heart.

In the middle of the square, there are five tree men standing. Compared with other trees of their kind, their bodies are smaller and smaller, about the same as ordinary humans.

Their whole bodies are covered with cracks, and they have a sense of withering and decay that can be seen with the naked eye.

They are carrying crutches with vines coiled on them, like curved poisonous snakes. From the appearance, these tree men look a bit like priests of primitive tribes.

Compared with ordinary tree men, these five tree man priests obviously gave Ling Chen a greater sense of danger.

The five tree priests snapped their fingers, and the other tree men followed the instructions and escorted five natives from the crowd.

The aboriginal captives were forced to stand in front of the tree priest, who immediately raised his crutch and recited syllables of unknown meaning in his mouth.

You can see that there is a green light flashing continuously on the crutch.

In an instant, the green light condensed into a wooden spike, with green leaves and green branches even growing on it, full of vitality.

Suddenly, five spikes flew out of the air and stabbed into the chests of the five aborigines alive.

They stood there sluggishly, with an indescribable look of panic on their faces, and opened their mouths as if they wanted to shout, but no sound came out.

They pressed their hands on their chests in unison, seemingly intending to pull out the spikes. However, the spikes penetrated into the flesh extremely quickly and even began to assimilate.

It could be clearly seen that the spikes seemed to dissolve in an instant, turning into rugged tree roots and implanting themselves deeply into their bodies.

Soon, the dark green bark spread rapidly to the body surface and muscles of the aborigines.

The tree priest waved his crutch lightly, and the five aborigines who were being assimilated could not control their legs at all and walked towards the edge of the open platform.

Then, in just a few seconds, countless vines grew out of four of the aborigines, piercing the ground and beginning to take root rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, they turned into real trees, and their flesh and blood became the nutrients of the trees.

Immediately, several tree men came over, picked some fruits from the tree, and began to eat them eagerly.

He bit off the fruit and ate it happily, and the crimson juice flowed from the corner of his mouth and dripped on the ground, giving off a fishy smell.

After eating these fruits, the tree men let out a roar of satisfaction. More importantly, some of the cracks on their bodies began to gradually repair. It seemed that the fruit's role was far more than just filling the stomach.

When all the fruits are eaten, the trees transformed by the aboriginal people become the same as those willow-like plants.

Now, Ling Chen finally knew where those plants came from. No wonder he felt uncomfortable looking at them.

This is an instinctive warning, telling him not to end up like this and become food for other races.

However, the focus is on the last native among the five;

He did not turn into a tree, but continued to stand where he was. His original silent cry of pain gradually turned into a low roar that was familiar to everyone.

It is the unique cry of the tree people.

The lignified skin spread all over his body, and while strings of vines grew, his figure began to grow taller.

Immediately afterwards, he turned into a huge tree man with a height of more than two meters.

It can be seen that the moment the transformation was completed, this guy lost his consciousness as a human and completely became one of the tree people.

Without looking at the aborigines, it slowly walked aside and stood directly with the other tree people.

I don’t know why, but after the transformation, even its personality and memory changed.

He was already communicating with the other tree people with low growls, and there was no trace of any incompatibility, let alone nostalgia for human identity.

After that, the tree people escorted out the five aborigines again and asked the tree priest to repeat the action just now.

This time, two humans were transformed into tree people, and the remaining three became plants, producing a lot of fruits.

Analyzing the current situation, the tree man priest uses the same transformation method, but different effects will be obtained depending on the physique of the target.

Some turn into tree people, others turn into plants, both of which can provide a certain degree of effect to the tree people.

Of course, for those transformed humans, both results are actually the same as death, so there is no need to worry about this.
Chapter completed!