Blood of Mercury

Grey-white flames exploded from Joseph's body.

A gray-white fireball like a mushroom cloud gushed out from his body, hovering like a thick smoke in the air for more than ten meters. spread at a very slow rate.

On the surface of the fireball, a crack like the surface of the puff can be seen, the gray-white flames quietly gather into a thick shape, and a silver-gray light flashes faintly inside the crack.

The next moment, those thick, golden-lined vines had just reached their highest point. For a moment, time seemed to freeze.

dong dong!

The dull engine-like heartbeat suddenly sounded, humming and roaring—

Before the vines with the thickness of the buckets slammed down with the high temperature enough to distort the sight, the huge gray-white fire group shrunk violently, from a radius of ten meters to two or three meters in an instant.

The Tree of Suffering hesitated for a moment, then waved its tentacles and smashed down at the concentrated fireball.

It didn't matter what was in there, whatever he wanted to do.

Just destroy it. Crush him with sheer force, overwhelm him with numbers, and devour him.

Eat the stronger and become stronger. Usurp the position of the higher-ranking one and keep crawling upwards.

The way plants evolved is so simple and simple.

In an instant, thousands of tentacles completely surrounded Joseph in a posture that covered the sky, and then pulled out heavily.

It's not just a matter of hissing. Countless sturdy vines whipped hard in a gesture that covered the sky, reminiscent of a simple and plain fan.

The terrifying hurricane suddenly rolled up. The dark red solid ground that was burned by the light of the flowing fire instantly appeared large cracks, and the golden water surface spread out to the surrounding under the violent fluctuation, and a roar that was as thrilling as a tsunami was enough to tear the eardrums.

on the edge of the city. With the roar of the tide, a wave of dozens of meters high jumped out of the golden lake, lifted high, stopped slightly in the air, and then shot to the shaking dry land in the center of the city.

Not to mention vines. The force of those big waves shot from a height of dozens of meters is enough to shatter granite.

But Joseph was unmoved.

His eyes were already burning. The increasingly intense and manic killing intent completely overwhelmed his sanity.

"Kill him! Whatever it takes!"

Countless voices whispered in Joseph's ear with malicious voices.

"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill him Burn it to nothing—"

Countless frantic voices, angry voices, cold voices. Shouting, whispering, and roaring repeating the same words in Joseph's ear: "—kill him!"

Ah, that's it.

Joseph's eyes flickered with pale fever. The corners of his mouth rose involuntarily.

As a priest, he sincerely longed for this kind of fanaticism.

This means that his gods are here—

When was the last time I was like this...

A vague chaotic will flashed through Joseph's mind, and then a roar louder than a tsunami completely drowned his consciousness.

Concentrated off-white flame. Condensed in a form reminiscent of a snake entrenched, ready to go.

Just when the tsunami was just captured, and the vine was about to tear itself apart, a gray-white fireball without any warning suddenly exploded, and a pillar of fire that penetrated the sky and the ground rose.

The almost manic power was boiling and venting, as if firing a cannon into the sky, and the ground trembled slightly in the heartbeat like a roaring engine. Gray-white flames flowed out from under Joseph's feet like lava.

The moment those vines with golden veins touched the flames, they were completely dyed with a strong gray-white color. But the devouring the Tree of Suffering tried to swallow was of no use, and the vines didn't hold on for even a second before being burned into pure pure white. Like burnt ashes that have lost their color.

Silently, the gray-white vines smashed apart like real ashes, and disappeared into the air in an instant in the returning hurricane.

Then, the rolling waves began to fall.

It was slow at first, and then inexplicably started to accelerate. In a very short period of time, the falling golden waves had the potential energy to shatter everything.

But just as they came into contact with the sky-high pillar of fire, they seemed to have poured oil into the fire. The gray-white flames rolled back along the waves, dyeing them all gray-white in an instant.

The next moment, the pillar of fire disappeared, and the upper body of a vague human-shaped figure that was condensed from the genuine liquid burning with gray-white flames drilled out of the water.

In the silent roar of the faceless "Fire Lord". Bone marrow-white flames gushed from under it.

It was undoubtedly the stance of a monster.

The vines, which were supposed to absorb heat and turn them into vitality, could not help but cringe. They were retracted in large swaths, but there were still swarms of vines that could not be avoided, caught by snail-like tentacles from the gray-white sea of ​​fire, pulled into the sea of ​​fire and burned to death.

finally. The Suffering Tree could not sit still. At the very center of the vine, a man with pure golden hair and eyes and a golden texture on his skin was embedded in the huge oak tree.

He was engulfed more deeply than when he left——

Such thoughts appeared in Joseph's mind.

When he left, he could even see the roots of his legs. Both arms only the forearm is fixed in the tree. But now, apart from his head and front chest, he has completely lost his appearance as a human being. His hair was even attached to the tree like slender roots. It looked more like a rhizome than a strand of hair, and I don't know how much thicker it was than the thickness of a strand of hair.

At this moment, that man can no longer be called a tree of suffering. Compared to him, the oak behind him is more suitable for the name of such an entity, and he is nothing more than a parasitic insect on the tree of suffering.

Instead, the tree of suffering has been epicly enhanced. The Crucifixion Tree, which was only 30 meters tall three weeks ago, is now more than 200 meters tall. That's the extent to which you can truly become a giant tree.

However, Joseph was not afraid at all.

The huge human figure formed by the gray-white flames also has a height of fifty meters. It dashed forward at a slow speed - at the same time, directly below the giant figure, Joseph was running forward with all his strength.

After that fire column erupted again~www.wuxiaspot.com~ his arms were completely burned.

His left eye was scorched black, and a silver-white flame tentacle-like existence just floated out of his right eye. His hair has disappeared, his chest has been opened, and the contents inside are burning violently, flashing a dazzling silver-white light like a reactor.

If it wasn't for running, I'm afraid this man would have already set his legs on fire. However, he didn't have many requirements for movement - anyway, the tree of suffering would not run away with its legs, and after moving to the tree of suffering, the legs would be useless.

Seeing that he was one size smaller than the Flame Lord, but the same huge human figure rushed towards him, the male head parasitic on the Tree of Suffering let out a silent roar.

Immediately, there was a rhizome-like tube-like protrusion on his face, and it seemed that something was sucked away from his body along the hair-like rhizome.

Sure enough—the next moment, the golden realm exploded with the Tree of Suffering as the center. Those gray-white burning waves were bounced back the moment they touched the field. No, let alone the big waves, even Joseph's body couldn't get close to that golden field at all.

For a time, Joseph was in a desperate situation. (To be continued.)