Blood of Mercury

The golden lake rolled uneasily.

Under the stirring of the huge oak that drilled out of the lake, gurgling bubbles emerged from the water in a large area.

But if that's all it is, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it gentle. What Joseph faced was a scene that was far more dangerous than that—

There was not a trace of blood in the pure white vines with dense golden lines, and all the flesh and blood of the Knights was swallowed and digested by the Tree of Suffering, completely becoming its power.

But as its power grew, the animal nature in its blood also engulfed its pure heart.

The rampage of the origin called [Fusion] never ends. From a long time ago, the Tree of Suffering stopped living as a human being, but became a plant and a monster.

Just like Elucado, with the help of Origin, it can integrate the advantages of all life and even non-life that he devours, but it cannot guarantee its dominant position.

The more swallowed, the more hungry. The Passion Tree has long since gone from hero to underfed dingo.

Joseph looked at the tree of suffering that was violently waving its vines to him at the moment, and there was only the coldness in his eyes and the sadness in his heart.

If it can grow normally, it may eventually be able to regain human consciousness. But after being interfered by Roland, in order not to be burned by the flames of fire, it could only choose to devour all the life it could find.

A fact that no one knows is that Roland only burned a quarter of the people in the city of wealth that year. The remaining three-quarters were devoured by the Passion Tree itself.

It was the lives of those who kept the Tree of Passion through its toughest first week. After that, the "fertilizer" of the entire Knight Order made it fully adapted to the high temperature of the Light of Fire and turned it into its own power.

Its vines turned back to the original pure white, but the golden liquid was absorbed and turned into golden lines on the surface of the vines - every time the vines were swung, the scorching high temperature left a twisted trace in the air.

As a plant, it has mastered the most primitive power to kill itself - high temperature. This mutation makes it more ferocious and bestial, thinking in terms of a hunter rather than a producer.

Probably because I forgot. Joseph could clearly feel that the rage on his body quickly dissipated. At the same time, more naked hunger surged out, and bloodthirsty vines danced like a group of snakes. Constantly rolling up the monstrous waves.

And Joseph looked at all this with no fear in his eyes.

"Look! God handed me over to the ungodly and threw me into the hands of the wicked!"

In a self-deprecating tone, Joseph sang the curse song against God aloud.

It was resentment that God did not save him. It's madness when despair is approaching.

The moment he opened his mouth, the silver-gray holy fire that was sticky as thick as lacquer flowed out of his eyes like candle tears and hung on his skin, causing his skin to bubble and melt in an instant.

Joseph just looked at the tree of suffering coldly, and stretched out his right hand.

That moment. It seemed that some terrible aura emerged from Joseph, and the Tree of Passion was instantly frightened, and the dozens of huge vines that almost smashed Joseph into flesh were instantly retracted.

But then, it realized that it had been deceived.

"Kill... eat..."

An indistinct voice resounded among the endless vines. As if feeling ashamed, the vines on the Suffering Tree waved more frantically, and after a short hesitation, they slashed more vines towards Joseph.

But for a moment of hesitation, Joseph's singing did not stop. By the time the vines waved towards him again, most of his desperate prayers had been completed: "The man will grab me by the neck and throw me to the ground, rupture my heart. Pour out my guts on the ground."

The poisonous fire gradually boiled with his prayers.

Silver-gray poisonous fire dripped from his face drop by drop, his facial features were completely submerged in the flaming poisonous fire, only his eyes were pitch black.

His outstretched right hand has also melted, and the skin on the surface is burnt and twisted, melting in the fire like an inferior plastic doll, revealing the metallic silver-gray inside.

"My days are coming to an end, my hope is gone."

"Now I take the dead tomb as my house, the floating earth as my tomb, corruption as my father, and insects and ants as my mother—"

With the whispers of old Joseph. Scattered silver-gray sparks gradually spewed from his throat.

In the depths of his silver-black pupils, an invisible gray-white flame was beating quietly.

In his eyes, a frenzied brilliance gradually ignited.

Joseph called out loudly, "By the Lord's mercy, grant me a long sleep!"

next moment. His right hand was finally completely burned out.

His right arm and wrist are connected to a group of silver-gray **** like spherical joints, and a gray-white poisonous fire like dripping bone marrow rises from it, turning into a gray-white fire dragon that is several times larger than himself. Cleaved vines.

These gray-white fire dragons, as if they had entities, blocked those vines abruptly.

A violent shock wave erupted mercilessly from the encounter.

The golden water surface under his feet was immediately swept away by the shock wave, and an area of ​​more than ten square meters was immediately vacated by the water surface under Joseph's feet, and the tentacle-like giant vines continued to slap at Joseph at a furious speed. The gray-white fire dragon only withstood two or three rounds of slaps before being smashed, and then a thin and pale flame barrier condensed in the air to block the tentacles with difficulty.

It was continuously evacuated and quickly recovered. For a time, although the storm that rolled up when the two sides collided had already caused a tsunami in the city, the tree of suffering still did not cause substantial damage to Joseph.

However, Joseph was not satisfied with the results.

"Just a mad dog..."

He squeezed these words between his teeth, and the silver-gray fireball at the right wrist suddenly rose spontaneously, engulfing half of Joseph's arm in Joseph's pale and furious face. The radius of the fireball expanded by a few points.

At this time ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ as the water was being drained away, the ground around Joseph became dry again. In the shadow behind Joseph, he opened a blood-red eye and stared at Joseph, with a magical light shining in it.

At the same time, a very strong hatred, accompanied by a frenzy, emerged from Joseph's heart. Manic killing intent filled Joseph's heart, as if he had a grudge against the Tree of Suffering to kill his father.

Driven by the frantic killing intent and hatred, Joseph pressed his intact left hand on the fireball of his right arm like a madman, and the sound of chi chi was accompanied by white smoke.

"Take as much as you want! Take it all! Take it all!"

Joseph roared furiously, his arms burning to ashes almost instantly.

Instead, there were several satin-like light bands condensed by two silver-gray flames.

The next moment, even more violent flames poured out of him. With the momentum of burning the sky together, he met those vines from the bottom up! (To be continued.)

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