Infinite Disasters: I Hoarded My Way to Godhood novel Chapter 311

Chapter 311: Chapter 311: Return, Upgrade to Level 3

However, Seraphina knew better.

Their attacks couldn’t inflict any fundamental damage on the giant tree.

She had already used her Spirit Link to tell Sean Chandler about the Mokela’s fatal weakness—the "heart" hidden in the center of its humanoid face’s brow.

Sean Chandler silently transformed into the Kitty Demon Beast.

His small, black figure blended into the shadows.

Like a phantom, he skirted the edge of the chaotic battlefield. He silently dashed up the trunk at an astonishing speed, his target the brow of the twisted, humanoid face!

Meanwhile, Seraphina began to reveal more of her trump cards.

With a mere thought and a wave of her hand, the passage to her Scavenger’s Space briefly opened!

"ROOAAR—!"

"BAWK BAWK!"

"HISS—!"

Chubbs the Steel Rooster, Tubbs the Flame Rooster, Ruby, and even Little Flower the Carrion Flower—who had just finished digesting, its aura now even stronger.

Along with a small, battle-ready squad of the Silenti, all appeared on the battlefield at once!

Taking a deep breath, Seraphina activated her Singing Skill!

An ethereal and melodious song, filled with strange, invigorating power, flowed from her lips.

It washed over all her allies like a battle hymn, buffing them and boosting their fighting spirit.

At the same time, disruptive waves within the song weakened the aggressiveness and accuracy of the Mokela and its summons.

In an instant, what had been a precarious, scattered resistance, with everyone fighting for themselves, began to form into a cohesive and effective counter-offensive under Seraphina’s powerful intervention and command!

For what seemed to be the first time, a look of astonishment appeared on the Mokla Giant Tree’s twisted, humanoid face.

It clearly hadn’t expected such a sudden turn of events!

Seraphina remained on high alert. Her greatest fear was that the Mokela, driven to desperation, would resort to its dreaded Dying Poison.

She continued using Sweet Fragrance to influence Victor Sharp, making sure he maintained the Energy Shield at full power and remained vigilant against a potential poison attack.

Simultaneously, she directed everyone under the influence of her Sweet Fragrance to focus their attacks on the brow of the Mokla Giant Tree’s twisted face!

"Slash!" Brandon Barton understood instantly, unleashing the full power of his Guaranteed Cutting Blade. Countless sharp slashes ignored the distance, descending like precise scalpels to frantically slice and hack at the Mokela’s brow, aiming to destroy the defenses around its weak point!

"ROAR—!"

The Mokela let out an earth-shaking roar of pain.

Countless branches frantically whipped back, trying to shield its brow.

It was terrified, completely unable to understand how these insignificant "bugs" had so accurately located its most fatal weakness.

Under Brandon Barton’s relentless barrage of slashes, the hard wood and energy shielding at the Mokela’s brow were peeled away layer by layer.

Finally, a diamond-shaped crystal about the size of a fist was exposed. It radiated a blazing crimson light, and what looked like molten lava seemed to flow within it!

Seraphina immediately used her Analysis Glasses to observe it.

She discovered that the crystal’s structure was similar to the Mutated Meteorite fragments she had collected before, but the radiation and life aura it contained were far more terrifying. It was clearly the core, nurtured and strengthened by the giant tree over a long period of time!

The instant the core was exposed, the aberrant monsters nearby that were not under Seraphina’s control seemed to be drawn by an ultimate temptation.

They let out even more frenzied shrieks and swarmed recklessly toward the core.

Clearly, their frenzy was driven by an attraction to this core, which contained a supreme form of energy.

The Mokela began to rampage, mobilizing all its power to protect the core.

However, at this moment of absolute chaos, a black shadow that was nearly one with the darkness had already used the pandemonium as cover, silently creeping to the base of the Mokela’s main trunk.

It was now just a stone’s throw away from the exposed core!

It was none other than Sean Chandler in his Cat Form!

But the Mokela was prepared. Several thick branches whipped toward him like lashes, forcing Sean Chandler to abandon his close-quarters attack. 𝕗𝕣𝗲𝚎𝚠𝖾𝔟𝗇𝔬𝔳ℯ𝐥.𝒄ℴ𝓶

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