The chubby orange cat glanced at the war tree man whose roots had been chopped halfway, its face turning even darker: "Look at this, your reckless attack didn't have much effect at all."
Sea Flip swung a large cleaver, chopping the approaching vines to pieces once more, helplessly watching the lively war tree man: "This thing is ridiculous. Do we have to chop the whole thing into wood chips?"
The chubby orange cat shook its head: "Who knows, besides it's not that easy to chop them into wood chips either."
"Wangzai Little Buns and the Iron Black Pot are also tangled up over there, and things aren't looking too optimistic."
Just as he finished speaking, Wangzai Little Buns and the Iron Black Pot launched a fierce attack.
Wangzai Little Buns found a gap, approached a war tree man, and then wildly swung her two curved blades, instantly slicing through dozens of branches.
The Iron Black Pot followed closely, thrusting out a spear covered in death energy.
