A man in a formal suit walked comfortably in the thick black fog.

His shoes pounded on the hard, cold streets, the houses on either side of the street loomed in the black fog, and among the dilapidated windows, there were cold, evil eyes—one or several, staring at the man who was strolling as if on an outing, with the staff of civilization in his hand, and a hat.

But no monster wanted to come near him.

The man held a huge beating heart in one hand, something he had acquired in the city of flames, which had been reduced to death and ruins, something that had been born out of nothing, out of the void, full of evil cruelty and dark chaos, and it really opened his eyes.

Other than that, there was nothing in the city of flames to remember, not even the carriages that were parked in what looked like the roads were intact, and they didn't know where they were going, or the lifeless rivers that devoured all life, the deformed and weird eyes that always looked at him, and the strange monsters that were so characteristic that they were not limited to the flesh, some of which could even affect him.

It doesn't matter, though.

Now he had once again returned to the place where he had been reborn, and according to the will of this heart, he stopped in front of the huge statue and placed this heart on the ground.

Even though he had been a member of the Senator and had great power, he still felt a heartfelt amazement when he faced the colossal statue—it reminded him of the feeling he had felt when he saw the Lord of Darkness, the human body was as small as an insignificant speck of dust in the face of such a thing, even though the three statues had decayed and had a rough surface.

"Ahh The man no longer looked at his heart, and with a sigh of relief, he took off his somewhat funny hat and fanned the black mist in front of him—though that didn't help. He looked in the direction facing the huge statue behind him.

Ahead should have been a gate as grand as this statue, but now it is in ruins. Licklellus glanced back at the heart behind him, leaving him out of his deterrence, this thing might be a tempting delicacy for the monsters born out of the black mist, and the few monsters left in the city slowly moved their bodies towards the beating heart, looking a little cautious.

He dissipated into a puff of smoke and reappeared at the top of the wreckage of the gate in front of him, like a gentleman, straightening his waist and standing straight, dragging his hat with the hand that once held his heart.

Behind him, he remembered the scalp-numbing chewing sound, and Lickrillus was expressionless, he was not interested in understanding what was happening behind him, just looking at the thick and deep black fog in front of him, and the huge body inside, aimlessly, faintly appearing, also just some gigantic monsters - maybe a little different, he didn't know too much.

......

Everything around him became blurry in Dions' eyes, his senses dulled, and his voice seemed distant. He could feel the vitality of his body turn into green blood, constantly flowing out of the gaping hole in his chest, and then greedily absorbed by the soft "carpet" beneath him, as if they were absorbing the tree people.

Even those who have been blessed by nature and loved by the forest will enjoy such treatment, and quietly force the rest of themselves to be absorbed by them and become their nutrients.

In fact, I think I can still salvage it. Diones, unable to move, thought to himself.

Although it was a fatal wound, it did not kill you immediately, and the mages of Jade had the means to keep themselves alive if they were mortally wounded, but this required the help of others.

Then a bright light flashed in his barely open vision, and the surrounding treemen fell to the ground, and he saw a faint cloud of smoke - and then the face of the guy they were chasing, looking down at him with an expressionless face, and then disappearing from his vision.

The guy's smell is still pungent......

The giant Treant was still moving forward, but the pursuers closest to him had hidden, as far away from Lynch's position as possible, apparently frightened by his throwing gun.

"Is this man okay?" Lynch crouched down to look at Dions, who was already lying on the ground dying, the smell of burning around him made him a little uncomfortable, and then looked at Polysius who was standing beside him.

Perlicius looked much smaller than before, like a child who had just barely learned to walk. Lynch attributed this to some kind of talent of Pericius's body itself, and did not want to delve too much into it at this time.

"Hmm. With a serious expression on his little face, Perlicus stretched out his hand to touch the dying Dions, and then the body, which was originally considered flesh, began to center on the place where Perisius had touched, and gradually began to wooden.

"Hurry up," Lynch looked at the unknown person in front of him with a frightened and painful expression, and his body stretched out emerald green shoots, rooting towards the ground, "The big guy in the back won't leave you a lot of time." ”

"It's okay, I'm not going to drag you down. Polysius said flatly, stretched out his hand and slashed towards Dions's chest, making a big hole in his chest as if he had unzipped it, took off his clothes that had become wide, pulled his intestines out, and then actually got into it: "My body is born to be a child of nature, as long as I want, the whole forest will help me hide, and the high-ranking jade mages will not find me." ”

Lynch was stunned to see the bloody and bizarre scene in front of him, Dions's body was not completely wooden, his chest was full of green blood, although the internal organs already had a tendency to wooden, but this still made people feel a little uncomfortable.

What's more, this Dias still doesn't look completely dead.

Tentacle-like vines began to stretch out from the surrounding ground, enveloping Dions' body and slowly sinking towards the ground.

"You have to be careful during this time. Perlicus's voice said, although immature, but it sounded a little dull: "Please try to contain these guys, otherwise they will still have the possibility of finding me, and you yourself should be careful, they will not show mercy at this time, and they will definitely kill you." ”

"Got it," Lynch struck with a bolt of lightning that scorched the few little treemen who were rushing towards him, and looked at the huge guy behind him.

The wooden longbow in his hand let out a wail, and then dimmed again, turning to dead wood.

The surrounding Sunstriders reappeared in Lynch's perception, and cautiously groped their way towards him.

Lynch sneered, watching the body in front of him disappear completely, and he couldn't even find his own perception, the dagger in his hand flashed with a faint light, and the Hidden Blade in the other hand "ding" and flicked out.

The trees that had been quiet around them were restless again, and without Pericius present, Lynch, an enemy of nature, was still unwelcome here.

I wonder if now that I have a hidden self, can I swap the roles of prey and hunter here?