Thinking this, Fang Heng quickly dashed toward another Root tribe elder on the battlefield.
Inside the cave, he moved like a death god. Any Root tribe elder targeted by him wouldn't survive for even half a minute.
Before long, as the last Root tribe elder fell, the remaining Root tribe guards could no longer withstand the onslaught from the vampires and were slaughtered cleanly.
[Hint: The current bloodline prosperity of the Root tribe has dropped to 0.92%. The Root tribe is officially exterminated.]
"It's done..."
Fang Heng murmured to himself, walking to the center of the cave, his gaze fixed on the sapling of the sacred tree.
Hmm?
Lowering his head to observe the sapling closely, Fang Heng couldn't help but let out a soft exclamation.
It was strange.
He had seen the saplings of the Wood tribe and Leaf tribe, but compared to those, the Root tribe's appeared distinctly different.