The dirt floor was littered with the tree-girl footprints when she came out, but they disappeared when they reached the edge of the forest. It seems that the tree girl was shaped here.

When I looked up again, I saw the rotting forest filled with thick fog. Let's not talk about the smell of this forest, but the fog and the density of this forest, and Iero really suspected that he would lose his way as soon as he stepped into it. When the time comes, I'll really die in this forest.

"Hmmm......"

As he hesitated, Arrow turned his head and saw the treeman girl behind him, always facing him.

Seeing this face that was exactly the same as his own, Arrow suddenly had an idea! He turned, aligning his gaze with the face of the Treant Girl, and walked backwards toward the forest.

As soon as you step into the forest, the smell of rot and fermentation in the air is even stronger. Arrow tried his best to restrain his breathing, carefully stepping back.

He didn't dare to take his eyes off the face of this tree girl, as long as there was a slight deviation in his steps, there would be a slight deviation between this tree girl's face and her body. This deviation also caused Arrow to quickly adjust his position, so that his face continued to be perpendicular to his body, directly in front of his eyes.

With this straight line formed by the two points, Eero struggled to make his way through the forest.

It's not easy to make sure you're in a straight line every step you take, but it's a ridiculous bet to make sure you're going in a straight line.

But, since this tree girl was born in this direction, it more or less represents something in this place, right? So now, Eero can only hope in this direction.

The air in the forest is getting wetter.

Every step you take backwards, you will have a feeling of being deeply trapped in your footsteps.

I don't know how long I've walked backwards step by step, and Iero doesn't know how long it will take for him to reach the end of his actions......

The only thing that can be determined is the eyes of the tree girl in front of her, which are exactly the same as herself.

Well...... Luckily, no one had ever said before that Arrow's eyes were annoying. In fact, he hated such eyes a little now.

But, I don't know if it's lucky, Iroh has been walking backwards for a long time, and he hasn't even hit any trees behind him?

This kind of "peculiarity" also made him silently have some expectations in his heart, only hoping that as long as he took two steps back, he could see a broken house, and then see an old man with a very strange temper in the broken house. Maybe this old man can provide himself with some magic or combat power or something?

Isn't that how they all behave? As long as you don't die, there must be some strange grandfather who runs out to provide him with all kinds of powerful powers?

Haha, it must be so!

While thinking, Arrow stepped back even more energetically.

But in fact, he also knew that he was delusional, but thinking about it like this would at least make his mind less nervous. But it was only when he stared at his face in front of him and stepped back for almost an hour......

With a snap, his heel finally touched something.

His heart tightened slightly, and he quickly turned his head!

“………… Nothing? ”

To Arrow's surprise, there was nothing in front of him.

There are no small broken houses, no strange old men, and no strength waiting for them.

All he hit with his heel was a root peeking out of the ground.

With a slight disappointment, Arrow could only turn his head again, trying to look at the face of the tree girl and continue to walk towards the rear. But just as he turned his head, he was surprised to find that the tree girl in front of him began to ...... quickly Go to pieces?

The limbs made up of branches quickly decayed and fell to the ground, mixing with the equally rotten leaves and branches on the ground, and soon became indistinguishable from each other. It was just when Arrow was surprised by the change in front of him that he heard a terrible sound behind him again!

When I turned my head, I saw that the tree root I had kicked with my heel just now began to gradually close! No, it's not just this root that starts the action, it's all the trees around it, all the grass, all the vines! Everything that could be born in this decaying forest began to squirm rapidly at this moment!

The trees that looked normal began to retreat gradually, the ground tumbling, and a large pile of mud surging from the black earth rolled up from it, sweeping in with the smell of dampness and decaying plants, and rushing straight into Arrow's nose.

However, the current situation did not allow Arrow to flee with his nose covered, because when all the trees that seemed to be healthy had receded, a giant tree that looked like it was almost dying, like a ghost claw, and it took almost ten people to hug it turned out of the black, stinking, damp mud. After a few moves, he was completely in front of Arrow, standing here.

This scene looked in Arrow's eyes, and the president was already a little speechless.

He raised his head and looked at the tall, weird, twisted, and peculiar smell of the giant tree, and involuntarily took a step back.

(Huh?) Mankind? It's really strange, why are you still alive? Aren't you supposed to be my nourishment? ）

A voice slammed into Arrow's mind, and his tone was filled with a sense of naturalness, as if he didn't care about Arrow's life.

Arrow was stunned for a moment, looked up at the giant tree, swallowed a little saliva and said, "It's you...... Are you talking to me? ”

(I wouldn't really want to talk to you if I could, human.) ）

The giant tree that rotted like ghost's claws moved slightly, and the faint voice echoed in Arrow's mind again.

(But since you are alive, I can only ask you to die quickly in a way that you can understand.) Being my nourishment will be your best bet, kid. But here's the problem, it's hard for you humans to die, and I don't want to put that much effort into killing you...... So, can you think of a person who dies quickly and dies as soon as possible without me having to do it? I'll be happy to do that. ）

So...... Are all plants inhuman? The flower fairy is like that, and so is this ghost claw tree!

Faced with such an unknown existence, Arrow smiled slightly, spread his hands and said, "Hmm...... Sir, could you please tell me your name? In this way, I will know who I will be nourishment after I die. ”

The Ghost Claw Tree shook slightly, and the voice that broke into Arrow's head was a little lazy, but also a little helpless.

(My name?) Oh...... Oh my name...... My name...... What's my name? Human, do you know what my name is? ）

Iero was sure that the dryad was probably sick in the head!

(Ahhh...... I remember. I shouldn't have a name. For a long time, you humans have called me the Tree of the World, the Tree of Life, the Tree of the Dead Sea, the Spirit of Nature, and so on. But I don't know what my name is, it's just what you humans call me. In addition to your human names, other races have given me several names, and in general there seem to be thousands, and I can't remember what my name is. ）

Arrow clutched his beating heart, gritted his teeth, and said with a smile, "That'...... What's your favorite title? ）

(My favorite?) Well...... By the way, there used to be a human who called me the Devil's Hand. I think it's an interesting name, so you can call me that. ）

Where is this?!

Arrow only hates himself for being a human now! It's a human being who can't understand plants at all! There is definitely something wrong with the brain circuits of plants! It is simply impossible to have a delusional conversation with these plants oriented to the basic values of human beings! It's all wishful thinking!

"That'...... Mr. Devil's Hand? ”

Airo sorted out his emotions a little and smiled-

"If you say...... If I don't kill myself, will you kill me? ”

(Oh, to kill you?) Oh yes, of course. I'll do it. Since a being is not willing to judge itself, then of course I need to kill you. Well...... So be it. ）

With the voice in his head, the ground in front of Arrow began to deform once more. Soon, a huge tree base swelled out of the muddy black swamp ground. And a sword covered with moss, which was completely unrecognizable, was firmly inserted into the base of this tree. Several vines sprawled out of the pedestal tightly wrapped the sword around the sword several times, and it looked ...... It's like imprisoning this sword.

Arrow looked at the "Imprisoned Sword" with interest with his hands behind his back. Just as he was observing, the voice in his head rang out again.

(This is for you, please pull it out and wipe your neck yourself.) It's been a long time, but it's still enough to cut off your human neck. If it's really inconvenient, you can use your neck to wipe the edge of this thing yourself. ）

Although he was somewhat curious about the sword, Arrow also knew that now was not the time to talk about such things.