Chapter 1969: The golden tree vine was continuously growing back
At this moment, a few hundred meters away, Dustin, who was at the rear of the group, discreetly sheathed the Azure Sky Sword. Sensing Miguel's danger, he intentionally stayed at the back and swiftly swung his sword.
This silent and unnoticeable strike effortlessly severed the golden tree vine into two, rescuing Miguel from imminent danger.
Dustin's decision to intervene was driven by a combination of camaraderie among fellow travelers and the utility he saw in Miguel. As Margaret mentioned, various powerful forces had entered the oasis, and until they found the Dragon Energy source, it was unwise for Dustin to reveal his identity. Miguel's presence, being a Martial Arts Master, could help them deal with many troubles, acting as a deterrent against numerous lesser adversaries.
Considering these factors, Dustin had made that timely sword strike. Although the golden tree vine was formidable, it was only at the level of a Martial Arts Master, unable to withstand a strike from a top-tier Grandmaster.
In the midst of the battlefield, when the golden tree vine was cut, both the silver and gray tree vines began to tremble.
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh..."
With a series of breaking sounds, all the tree vines crazily attacked Miguel. The relentless assault covered the sky, leaving no room for evasion.
Without time to think, Miguel immediately picked up his dual blades from the ground, circulated his Grandmaster inner energy, and began slashing the attacking tree vines.
The golden tree vine was fast, powerful, and extremely tough, making it difficult to breach. However, the ordinary tree vines, whether gray or silver, posed no threat to Miguel. Even with his injuries, he could easily handle them.
Just when Miguel thought he was safe, the following scene made his face turn pale, and his heart trembled.
He noticed that the golden tree vine, which had been cut, didn't die immediately. After spraying a considerable amount of golden fluid, the wound on the golden tree vine began to visibly heal at an astonishing speed. Moreover, the severed part at the end was rapidly regenerating.
Its formidable vitality was chilling.
"How is this possible?!"
Miguel's pupils contracted, and he lost his composure.
A moment ago, a powerful expert had intervened and cut the golden tree vine with a sword, saving him from imminent danger. However, he didn't expect that instead of dying, the golden tree vine was continuously growing back.
Once the golden tree vine healed and returned to its original state, wouldn't he be in great trouble again?
Thinking of this, Miguel immediately sounded the retreat.
Now, with his injuries, he no longer had the capital to continue the fight. He had to withdraw immediately.
"Get out of my way!"
Miguel roared, and his dual blades erupted with numerous blade energies, shooting out in all directions like a storm.
Any tree vine that came close was cut into several segments by the fierce blade energies. The remnants of the tree vines rained down like a shower, covering the ground.
Within a radius of five meters from Miguel, it became a complete death zone. Any creature approaching would be shredded into pieces.
Miguel, while launching attacks, sprinted forward. The Grandmaster inner energy in his body surged like tidal waves, with no concern for consumption.
Every tree vine blocking his path was instantly torn apart.
Miguel was well aware that he must break through the encirclement in one go; otherwise, when the golden tree vine recovered, it would be too late to escape.
After a frantic battle, Miguel finally broke out of the encirclement and rendezvoused with the main force in front.
The tree vines did not pursue; they seemed to be out of attack range. After a frenzy of attacks, the gray and silver tree vines, protecting the golden tree vine, slowly retracted into the ground.
Everything became calm and quiet, as if nothing had happened.
However, the scattered remnants of tree vines on the ground and the lifeless bodies of humans spoke of the fierce battle that had just taken place.
"That was close! Finally escaped!"
Miguel wiped the sweat from his forehead, taking a long sigh of relief.
Fortunately, he didn't linger in the fight; otherwise, once trapped, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
"Senior Miguel is indeed formidable. With his strength alone, he killed all those tree vine monsters, and they fled in disarray. Truly admirable!"
"No wonder Senior Miguel, the renowned Desert Dragon, lives up to his reputation!"
"Thanks to Senior Miguel's timely help; otherwise, we would have suffered heavy casualties!"
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As the crisis subsided, everyone gathered around, praising Miguel from all directions.
They had hastily escaped, not witnessing what had happened. When they turned back and saw the golden tree vine severed into two, and Miguel, wielding dual blades, slaughtering the surroundings, they were in awe.
"Uh?"
Hearing the praise from those around him, Miguel couldn't help but show a strange expression. He couldn't decide whether to be happy or sad.
Others didn't know, but he was well aware. If not for the intervention of a powerful expert, he would have become a dead body by now.
The ability to effortlessly cut the golden tree vine with a sword indicated the expert's strength, far surpassing his own. He even dared to speculate that this mysterious figure might be a Grandmaster!
However, the problem was that in this wilderness, without anyone else around, how could such a powerful expert suddenly appear? Could that person be hiding among them?
Thinking of this, Miguel's heart tightened, and he scanned the surroundings, trying to find the high-level expert he imagined.
However, looking around, all he saw were unfamiliar faces, some of them young and others older, but none appeared to be even close to the strength displayed by the sword-wielding expert.
Could it just be a coincidence?
Did a passing high-level expert happen to save him with a casual strike?
"Senior Miguel, what's wrong with you? Your expression seems a bit off," asked Adriel strangely.
"It's nothing. I just consumed too much energy a moment ago, feeling a bit tired. I'll be fine after a short rest," Miguel shook his head, then suddenly asked, "Oh, by the way, did anyone among you provide support with a sword just now?"