God of Cooking, Monster: No, we have become ingredients

Chapter 2750 The Biggest Winner

Faced with the split branches, the Tiefeng tribe members had a simple thought: I don't care about all this nonsense.

Whether you tear one or two, it's the same; there's no difference.

So, many members of the Tiefeng tribe grabbed the broken tree branch and tried to tear it off with all their might.

That brute force was truly astonishing; it actually succeeded. However, the problem was that they still couldn't escape, and the broken branch split apart again.

They entangled everyone in this without any regard for reason.

Looking at the Iron Peak tribesmen who were bound and unable to care for themselves by the tree spirits of the Black Mist Forest.

Zhao Tianqing and the other human cultivators were dumbfounded; this was simply innate body control.

The binding methods used by these Black Mist Forest Tree Demons are absolutely heaven-defying.

In any case, Zhao Tianqing and the other human cultivators were so shocked that their jaws dropped.

Think about what they did just now. They used every means at their disposal, but in the end, they only managed to trap these barbarian gods for the blink of an eye.

The dozen or so binding spells were applied, but they had no effect whatsoever; the Iron Edge Tribe members broke free in the blink of an eye.

It did not have any effect on control whatsoever.

In contrast, these black mist forest tree ghosts are utterly outrageous.

The branches are easy to bundle and easy to break, and even if they are forcibly torn apart, they will split apart in the next second without any delay.

Instead of escaping, they were bound tighter and tighter. Look at these Tiefeng tribe members now, they are all tied up like crabs.

Even if they exert all their strength, judging from the current situation, it seems that these members of the Iron Peak Tribe will have difficulty escaping their predicament in the short term.

"this………"

Who could have imagined that it would end up like this?

And then, out of nowhere, Cheng Yaojin appeared.

The actions of Zhao Tianqing and his group of human cultivators were truly outrageous.

Meanwhile, everyone was blocked by the countless tree branches.

However, unlike the people of the Iron Peak Tribe, the tree branches blocking Zhao Tianqing and his group did not attack immediately. They were simply placed in front of them as a deterrent, as if it were a warning.

Even though they couldn't understand each other's language, Zhao Tianqing and the others immediately realized that the tree spirits of the Black Mist Forest were giving them a warning.

Staying where you are is fine, but if you dare to go any further, then I'm sorry, the Tiefeng tribe will serve as a warning to you.

"Old Zhao, shall we continue?"

The place to get food was right in front of them, but because of these tree branches, this short distance, which was not long to begin with, now seemed like a divine punishment to everyone.

It looks incredibly difficult to overcome.

Faced with the questions from his subordinates, Zhao Tianqing swallowed hard, his face full of complex emotions, and he gritted his teeth and cursed.

"What's the point of even serving this? These tree ghosts are practically born to steal food."

Look at the current state of the Tiefeng tribe members. Even with the terrifying power of their Barbarian God Clan, they are still completely helpless when faced with the entanglement and coercion of these tree spirits.

No matter how you handle those branches, they seem endless, completely entangled and leaving you with no way to escape.

Zhao Tianqing had no doubt that if they went any further, they would be bound like dumplings by these branches in the next second, without even a chance to struggle.

They will only be more miserable than the people of the Tiefeng tribe.

I couldn't help but feel envious. Look at them, look at them! That's a real form of restraint!

The spells they just used were nothing, utterly worthless.

The methods of these tree spirits are truly astonishing; there's only one word to describe them: binding.

Like endless branches, they bind you, entangle you, leaving you with no way to escape.

Zhao Tianqing didn't hesitate much and chose to give up immediately. He had no power to fight back and didn't need to struggle anymore.

But things seem to be getting a little off...

Zhao Tianqing's thoughts went much further.

However, at present, the tree spirits of the Black Mist Forest and the Iron Peak Tribe are locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle.

To be precise, it was the group of Tiefeng tribe members who were so bound that they began to question their very existence.

Just then, another batch of branches reached out from the food serving station, but they didn't target Tianlin and Miao Qianqian.

The movement was slow, and the words were spoken softly. The meaning was quite clear: the tree spirits of the Black Mist Forest were serving food, just like people holding a bowl in both hands.

Tianlin and Miao Qianqian didn't think much of it, since Ye Changqing had already given them instructions.

Whether it's Zhao Tianqing and his group, the members of the Tiefeng tribe, or the tree spirits of the Black Mist Forest, as long as they don't break the rules, whoever comes first gets attacked.

The tree spirits of the Black Mist Forest did not violate any rules, and they did use binding methods throughout, without harming anyone's life.

Tianlin and Miao Qianqian felt that it wasn't that these tree spirits didn't want to hurt people, but rather that they seemed to have no other methods besides these binding techniques.

They're getting a huge bargain! The rules for grabbing food seem tailor-made for them.

But even though I wanted to, I still had to get the food.

Ye Changqing had already made it clear that since no one had any objections, they should follow the rules.

So as the tree spirits stretched out their branches, Tianlin and Miao Qianqian quietly started getting their food.

The two men remained calm, but the Iron Peak tribe members, who were still trapped, were filled with rage.

They frantically tore at the branches wrapped around their bodies while roaring angrily.

"Stop! Stop right now! That's my food."

"My food!"

"Kids, don't hit these tree spirits."

In response, Tian Lin looked up, made a helpless expression, and said.

"Seniors, could you come over here? If so, I'd like to fight for you too."

Ok? ? ?

That's the rule, and Tianlin can't do anything about it.

Look at how you've all been controlled! What's the point of shouting "Don't get your food"?

If you come up to this platform, I'll beat you up too.

As for stopping him, there's nothing he can do; those are the rules, and he can't break them.

Upon hearing Tian Lin's words, the members of the Iron Peak Tribe fell silent. Wasn't that just stating the obvious?

If we could get over here, why would we be wasting our breath talking to you? We'd be eating right now.

It's because they're controlled by these tree spirits and can't break free from their control in a short time.

I had no idea these tree spirits were so disgusting before, but now I realize how utterly repulsive they are.

Normally, I wouldn't be afraid of these control measures at all, but this is a time when every second counts, like when it's time to get food.

Being controlled like that is absolutely deadly; there's no way to stop it.

In the short time that wasted, the food was all eaten by these tree demons.