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Brian pointed to the "Warbone Tree" rooted in his own territory and said, "Look, the Warbone Tree has borne fruit."
Through the terrifying, densely packed bone branches of the Warbone Tree, you can see a fruit in the middle position.
The fruit is also slightly bone-colored, but with several light green stripes on it.
He quickly turned his head to look at the Nightshade beside him, his eyes full of anticipation. "Nightshade, is this the kind of fruit you ate before?"
Brian's judgment is not wrong. The reason why Warrior Ancient Tree is chasing after Brian is because they took away raven. And raven is the one who provides them with Skeleton Soldier. Warbone Tree wants Skeleton Soldier purely out of instinct.
It wants to resurrect as a true "Warbone Tree" from dead matter, but creatures that have already died cannot be resurrected. It is already remarkable that it can continue to exist in the form of an "Undead" in hell. However, it has absorbed too many soul flames and cannot release them, so they can only condense into a fruit.
However, the "bone tree" is too far away from them. Looking into the distance, only a vague outline can be seen, and the specific appearance of the fruit cannot be seen at all.
The night was impenetrable, but in the next moment, a strange fragrance wafted through the air.
ravens, upon catching a whiff of this scent, immediately became excited, cawing loudly one after another:
"I have become stronger!"
"I can beat ten of my past selves!"
"Even just smelling it is so powerful, what would happen if I ate it?"
Karl heard their clamor and silently walked up to the ravens, waving his hand gently to reveal his powerful shadow abilities, instantly dispelling the unrealistic idea from the restless ravens.
There is such a good thing, but it's not for them to eat. It must be eaten by their master first. If the master is interested in rewarding his subordinates, then the subordinates can eat it.
At this moment, Nightshade also smelled this aroma, and a familiar feeling surged in his heart. He hurriedly said, "Master, this is indeed the fruit I ate before."
Brian listened and felt the power of the Undead boiling inside him. The force seemed to be constantly calling to him, urging him to devour the tempting fruit. But fortunately, Brian had extraordinary self-control and managed to suppress the restless agitation within him.
Frowning, he said with a serious expression, "This fruit is even hard for me to resist. Other hellish creatures might go even more insane."
At this moment, the previously silly and foolish Skeleton Soldier were also affected by the aroma.
After smelling this strange aroma, their movements became more agile, and the flames of their souls in their eye sockets grew significantly. Relying on instinct, they slowly staggered towards the direction of the Warbone Tree. Even they wanted to step forward and fight for the ownership of this fruit!
"No, I have to eat it directly to avoid too many dreams in the long night," Brian decisively said.
So, Brian quickly arrived at the still Warbone Tree. Standing under this enormous creature, he looked up and his heart was full of desire for power. He reached up and picked the fruit without hesitation, and ate it in one bite.
In an instant, a powerful force surged within him, and he felt his meridians expanding, with the power of death magic growing wildly like a raging tide.
Brian could only steady his mind and attempt to calm this violent force.
He tightly closed his eyes, large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead incessantly, silently repeating to himself, "Stay calm, I must control this power!"
However, before they could even enjoy this moment of joy, trouble had already come knocking like a storm.
Because the aroma of that fruit has already wafted out, even though it's just a faint smell in the distance, it has driven countless hellish creatures crazy, causing them to rush over regardless of everything.
In the distance, dust is flying, obscuring the sky. All kinds of hellish creatures are appearing in their field of vision.
There are demons with tusks and a hideous appearance, their eyes flashing with greed and ferocity; there is the Flame Beast, engulfed in roaring flames, with each step distorting the surrounding air as if it were being scorched; and there is the Cyclops, massive like a mountain, its single eye revealing a chilling menace.
"Oh no, oh no, a large group of Hellish creatures is rushing towards us!" the ravens cried out in panic, their voices filled with fear.
"There's a skeleton horse, skeleton lion, corpse, skull bird, dead bird..." one raven shouted incoherently.
"You fool, those are Undead warhorse, Earth Emperor Lion, zombie, Iron Red Bird..." another raven corrected angrily.
Brian looked serious, his hands clenched tightly into fists, and said in a deep voice, "Prepare for battle!"
But at this moment, he couldn't move at all. The energy of the fruit was too immense. If he made the slightest movement, his body would explode like an overinflated balloon in an instant.
He could only hope that his subordinates could hold on for a while, buying him enough time to digest this power.
"Haha, what kind of genius treasure is it that can make my long-dormant blood start flowing again? Hand it over to me, and I'll spare your lives!" The lead demon roared loudly, his voice booming like thunder in the sky.
"Give it to you? You're not worthy! Only someone with strength can deserve the treasure!" The Flame Beast with constantly flowing flames glared angrily at the demon, its flames burning even more fiercely.
They have been archenemies for a long time.
"Gaga, you guys can argue slowly, I'll take the first step." A Red-crowned Crane smirked and, while they were still arguing, dashed towards Brian like lightning. At this point, it was only 1 kilometer away from Brian.
This distance is indeed very short for creatures with extraordinary abilities, not to mention the Red-crowned Crane known for its speed.
However, just as the Red-crowned Crane was still fantasizing about devouring the treasure and dominating the area, Nightshade and Carter emerged from the spirit world. Carter shouted, "Prepare to die!" and unleashed the "Death Entwining Spear," carrying an endless dark power, which slammed the Red-crowned Crane fiercely to the ground. The Red-crowned Crane let out a piercing scream and instantly lost its breath.
The battle erupted in an instant, and Carter was not the kind of person to wait for others to attack him. If he was going to act, he would strike first.
Carter rode on Nightshade like a black whirlwind, charging through the battlefield. Wherever he went, enemies fell one after another, unable to stop his onslaught. His spear was not easily wielded, but every time it was, it would accurately pierce the vital points of a Hellish creatures, instantly taking its life.
Nightshade is by no means an ordinary person. The flames spewing from its mouth are like the fires of hell, burning groups of hellish creatures to the point of wailing and howling. Once touched by a wisp of flame, it clings like a festering sore, only ceasing when it has burned their souls to completion.
Karl, on the other hand, moves like a ghost in the shadows, unfailingly striking the enemies' vital points every time he appears. His figure is as fast as lightning, leaving those demons completely bewildered. Before they can react, they have already met their demise.
ravens may be weak, but in this heavily death-infused battlefield, they crazily absorb the deathly aura, growing immensely in size. They gather together, merging and transforming into a gigantic raven. This enormous raven spreads its wings, covering the sky, and exhales a black deathly aura. Any Hellish creatures enveloped by this aura will suffer and struggle in agony on the ground.
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