Gray-white flames burst from Joseph's body.

Gray-white flames like mushroom clouds poured out of his body, hovering in the air for more than ten meters like thick smoke. It spreads at a very slow rate.

On the surface of the fire, you can see the cracks on the surface of the puffs, and the gray-white flames quietly gather into a thick shape, and there is a faint flickering of silver-gray fire in the cracks.

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

Knock knock!

The dull sound of the engine's heartbeat suddenly sounded, and it roared and roared.

Before those bucket-thick vines smashed down with a high temperature that was enough to distort the vision, the huge gray-white fire ball contracted violently, shrinking from a radius of more than ten meters to two or three meters in an instant.

The Tree of Affliction hesitated slightly, then waved its tentacles and smashed down at the condensed ball of fire.

It doesn't matter what's in it, whatever he wants to do.

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

Eat the stronger, then get stronger. Uurp the position of the higher one, and then keep crawling upwards.

The way plants evolve is so simple and unpretentious.

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

It's not just a matter of hissing. Countless thick vines whip vigorously in a posture that covers the sky and the sun, reminiscent of a simple and unpretentious fan.

What was seen as a terrible hurricane suddenly rolled up. The dark red solid ground burned by the light of the fire instantly cracked, and the golden water surface spread out in all directions under the violent fluctuations. There was a tsunami-like roar that was enough to tear the eardrums.

On the edge of the city. Tens of meters high, large waves burst out of the golden lake with the roar of the tides and lifted high. It paused slightly in the air, then slapped against the shaking, dry earth in the center of the city.

Not to mention vines. Just the force of those big waves from tens of meters in the air. It's enough to smash the granite.

But Joseph was unmoved.

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

"Kill him! Do whatever it takes! ”

Countless voices whispered in Joseph's ear in a voice that contained malice.

"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill, kill, kill, dismantle into pieces, stir and kick his tentacles, and incinerate it with fire—"

Countless fanatical voices, angry voices, cold voices, shouting, whispering, roaring repeating the same words in Joseph's ear: "- Kill him!" ”

Ahh

Joseph's eyes flashed with a pale frenzy, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

As a pastor, he genuinely longed for this kind of fanaticism.

This means: His god is here-

Last time, when did you do this......

A vague and chaotic will flashed through Joseph's mind, followed by a roar noisier than a tsunami that completely overwhelmed his consciousness.

The condensed gray-white flames are condensed in a posture reminiscent of entrenched snakes, and are ready to attack.

Just as the tsunami had just been filmed, and the vines were about to tear themselves apart, a gray-white fireball suddenly exploded without warning, and a pillar of fire rose from the ground.

The almost manic power boiled catharsis, like a cannon shot into the sky. In the roaring of the engine-like heartbeat, the ground trembled slightly. Gray-white flames flowed out like magma from Joseph's feet.

The moment the golden-veined vines came into contact with the flames, they were completely impregnated with a strong gray-white color. But the Tree of Affliction's attempts to devour were of no avail, and the vines didn't hold on for even a second before they burned to pure white. Like burnt ashes that have lost their color.

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

And then. The rolling waves began to fall.

At first, it was slow, and then inexplicably began to accelerate. In a very short time. The golden waves that fall have the potential energy to shatter everything.

But as soon as they came into contact with the pillar of fire, it was as if oil had been poured into the fire. Gray-white flames rolled upside down along the waves. In an instant, they were all dyed gray and white.

The next moment, the pillar of fire vanished, and the upper body of a vague humanoid condensed from a genuine liquid burning with gray-white flames emerged from the water.

In the silent roar of the faceless "Flame Lord", marrow-pale flames poured out from beneath it.

That was undoubtedly the gesture of a monster.

The vines, which were supposed to be able to absorb heat and turn it into life force, couldn't help but cringe. They retracted in large chunks, but there were still patches of vines that could not be dodged, grabbed by the snail-like tentacles that were in the gray-white sea of fire, pulled into the fire and burned to the ground.

Finally, the Tree of Crucifixion could not sit still. At the very center of the vine, a man with pure golden hair and eyes, and golden veins on his skin, was embedded in the gigantic oak.

He was engulfed deeper than when he left.

Such thoughts came to Joseph's mind.

When he left, he could even see the roots of his legs. Only the forearms of both arms are fixed in the tree. Now, apart from his head and chest, he is completely invisible as a human being. His hair was even attached to the tree like a slender root, which was more like a rhizome than a hair, and I don't know how much thicker than the thickness of the hair.

At this moment, the man can no longer be called the Tree of Suffering. The oak behind him was more fitting of the ontology's name than him, and he was nothing more than a worm parasitic on the Tree of Suffering.

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

But Joseph was not afraid.

The gray-white flames condensed into a huge humanoid shape that was also fifty meters tall. It surged forward at a slow pace—and at the same time, directly below the giant figure, Joseph was running forward with all his might.

By the time the pillar of fire erupted again, his arms had been completely burned out.

His left eye was scorched black, and a silver-white tentacle of flame had just floated out of his right eye. His hair was gone, his ribcage was opened, and its contents burned violently, shimmering like a reactor with a dazzling silver-white glow.

If it weren't for the run, I'm afraid this man would have already set his legs on fire. However, he didn't ask much for movement - the Tree of Affliction wouldn't run away with its legs open anyway, and when it was next to the Tree of Suffering, his legs would be useless.

Seeing a humanoid figure one size smaller than the Flame Lord, but no less gigantic, rushing towards him, the male head parasitic on the Tree of Crucifixion let out a silent roar.

Suddenly, a rhizome-like tubular protrusion bulged out of his face, as if something had been sucked from his body along the hair-like rhizome.

Sure enough, the next moment, the golden realm exploded around the Tree of Suffering. The grayish-white flaming waves were bounced back the moment they touched the field. No, not to mention the great waves, even Joseph's body could not get close to that golden realm at all.

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