Nezuko Vines の小説・ストーリー

The pale green vines descended until they finally arrived above Vina, who again could only give up because she couldn't move her body. All the vines were like living snakes wrapped in leaves, continuing to creep and crawl Vina's bed until it was covered in leaves. Vina thought that what Sapta had done would be limited to that, but in fact, she was wrong. Two or three of the vines ran down her injured arm, wrapping it around so that Vina's arm seemed to grow from a plant that lacked photosynthesis. When finally one arm was wrapped neatly with vines, Vina was able to move her body again. Before the girl tried to pull her arm free from the grip of the plants, Sapta stopped her.

The rogues lunged moving towards hazel with full speed and the one holding piper holding her even tighter, as piper whispered from the strong impact of the hold on her. Hazel raised one hand. And Vines exploded from the ground, thick, thorned, alive with a hungry sentience. They wrapped around the rogues' legs, their arms, their throats. Squeezing so hard until the men choked and gasped, they dropped their weapons in fear of dying and their eye balls bulged out of their sockets already red. The rogue holding piper released her immediately when a vine coiled around his neck like a serpent and he couldn't breath, he felt his life slowly drawing from him as his veins and blood vessels bulged sh

Wayne had just cleaved through one tree's stems with his sword when he looked around to survey his men's condition, a horrifying battle ensued around him. These trees were invaders, they were not native to this plane. Little wonder he had not noticed their presence; their scent had been inconsequential because he had not expected to be assaulted by trees. They were widely known as the Jubboko vampiric trees, a species of leafless sprouts, that survived on blood, existing mostly in the realm of the vampires. They might have possibly crossed over from the rift in the veil and were currently traveling towards the village settlements.

Over at Moon Riverhills, Nanako dashed out of her room, phone in hand as she exclaimed excitedly, "Father! Charlie's coming later for dinner!" Yahiko was just tending to his Japanese white pine tree in the garden of his new villa. It was the finest species of tree in Japanese horticulture, and had been moved here from his old home in Kyoto. Robust and lush, it was worth at least several million dollars and was Yahiko's most prized possession.

Who knows? Zergenth blew the wind on Draco's body to dry his clothes. Then they stepped together along the trees by a hidden secret passage and walked further up to the top of the highest mountain. The thicket of bushes and trees shifted places and opened previously unseen paths. Warabe Jizo ran and jumped around to move. Mannendake shifted the grove of bamboo trees left and right, opening a previously dense path with bamboo trees.

scoffed Mist, with that, his blade flew past, and another was dead. “Master, what do we do?” Lewis asked, his body quaked. Mist was a Strength of level nine, it would not take much for him to kill Lewis. Worst still, he saw Zephyr drink from the wine! “Don’t worry, even if the wine was poisoned, it won’t get the better of me! Go and hide!” Zephyr replied calmly. Zephyr knew the wine was poisoned. He reckoned the wine was poisoned with knob root. Knob root had the special characteristic of paralysing those who ingested it, thus, it would render them incapacitated.

Juniper stands frozen as the black, vein-like vines pulse on the floor. They move with a sickening, rhythmic twitch, as if a heart is beating somewhere deep underground. They are oily, slick, and where they touch her beautiful orchids, the flowers shrivel into ash in seconds. "Get back!" Alaric roars, his body half-shifting in a surge of protective instinct. His claws are out, slashing at a vine that creeps toward Juniper’s boot.

They were born from carnivorous plants that were soaked in holy water. Before they were taken to the bloodsucking tree torture camps, they were kept hourly, in sun fields, to destroy their defenses and make them beg for death, when they pierced them, then created domed prisons. where houses were built, where there were hospitals that were the villages where the victims of the black plague lived. So, the first cursed vineyards or forests appeared, being before the Japanese feudal period, in which the curse consisted of simply using the plants to attach to the ground, towards the vampire, using it as if it were a fertilizer, he somehow, would be sucked.

Margaret was waiting for us in the kitchen with three packed bags when I arrived. "Food, water, basic medical supplies and this...." She pressed something into my hand. A vial of silver liquid that seemed to glow faintly in the predawn light. "It's wolfsbane extract. Diluted enough that it won't hurt you but strong enough to deter rogues. Don't use it unless absolutely necessary." "Where did you get this?" I asked staring at the vial. "Beat you don't know." Margaret's expression was grim. "Just promise me you'll be careful. The neutral territories are extremely dangerous. They're not like pack lands."

The several other skeletons were blown away by Alex’s Brahma’s Supreme Touch. As the name implied, Dragon Blood Vine was a kind of plant vine. This kind of vine was extremely peculiar. It was blood red and had glowing blood flowing inside it. When it was cut with a knife, red sap would flow out from it just like blood. Time was running short. Below was a densely packed legion of skeletons, If Alex were to fall into it, the consequences would be unimaginable. Alex grabbed the void. With a huge force, he grabbed at least ten vines and forcefully ripped them off, throwing them into his storage purse. Then, he quickly retreated.