Free Web NovelChapter 959: Chapter 469: Awakening and Revenge
And after the plants that had been binding the Tree Man left, the liberated Tree Man remained motionless in place.
But it hadn’t died; in fact, some of the injuries it had originally suffered had regenerated and healed.
Such an extremely dangerous being, yet bizarrely lay idle in place.
["What did you do? Did you strike a deal with it?"]
Nenasha was quite surprised by this, even she couldn’t figure out exactly what Herbert had done, she only vaguely sensed Herbert was communicating with something.
Did the Fallen actually turn an enemy into a friend this way?
It’s not like this Evil God to pick a quarrel, but Paladin, whose side are you really on?
"It wasn’t a chat with him."
Herbert guessed what Nenasha was thinking, and counter-asked, "Haven’t you guessed what I truly awakened?"
"Have you noticed—it is, in fact, a plant?"
["Hmm? Now of course it’s... oh!"]
Nenasha had already fallen into a thought trap, but instantly realized the true situation when reminded.
Herbert was not attempting to manipulate the Fallen Withered himself...but was communicating with the "Crimson Thorn" intertwined with the Fallen!
Utilizing the temporary "Master of the Forest" experience card, Herbert felt the emotions beneath the madness of the Thorn Tree Man.
Inside the Tree Man, a soul was continually howling, yet no one had ever heard it.
It was in pain, it was in sorrow, it was... enraged!
That was the Crimson Thorn controlled by the Withered.
Herbert captured the emotions of the Crimson Thorn and unhesitatingly established a connection with it.
"I can feel the anger you have deeply buried, you once trusted him so much, treated him as the closest companion, but he betrayed you."
He unraveled the origins of the Crimson Thorn—it was that animal companion brutally killed by the Withered, its soul stripped away and forcibly crammed into the thorns.
"It was him, who killed you, and then bound your soul, making you his slave."
"Are you willing?"
"Do you want to continue suffering like this?"
"Do you still want to protect him?"
Herbert bewitched... no, he didn’t even need to deliberately instigate, the Crimson Thorn itself went berserk.
Revenge! Revenge! Revenge!
"Good, you already know what you should do."
"Now... mutilate yourself."
He felt the determination within the thorns, gently uttering words that seemed incredibly brutal to outsiders.
"Only you can do this, only you can kill yourself."
"The weaker you become, the weaker he becomes, and when he’s weak enough, I can assist you to personally... take revenge!"
The Crimson Thorn agreed.
To get revenge, the poor soul was willing to face death once again.
This special bewitchment only carried out in secrecy, outsiders were not clear about what occurred.
They only saw that with Herbert’s appearance, the Tree Man collapsed grandly, then the awakened plants dispersed, and then... the thorns that formed the Tree Man’s massive body actively scattered.
Tens of thousands of Crimson Thorns wilted by themselves, rapidly shrinking, causing the "Tree Man’s" body to quickly reduce in size, soon reverting back to the size of an ordinary human.
The thorns dispersed, revealing a thoroughly withered headless body—no, the head was still there, just embedded in its chest.
And the place where the head originally was was replaced by a wooden block emanating an eerie aura, making merely gazing at it affect one’s mind.
With Herbert’s help, the now utterly weakened thorns didn’t completely stall, but slowly entwined around the Withered’s chest.
Protection?
No.
Now it’s time for revenge!
"What a poignant scene, originally the closest of companions, how could it come to this... oh?"
But just as Herbert was about to enjoy the "revenge spectacle", the Withered’s previously shriveled, lifeless head suddenly opened its eyes.
The Withered... no, it was He.
Another powerful will descended.
The person behind the scenes finally manifested forcibly upon this soon-to-be-scrapped body, ignoring the thorns’ entanglement, gazing indifferently at the "Kathy" overlooking from the sky.
"Who exactly are you?"
The unknown Divine observed the interloper, eyes filled with chaotic rage, coldly questioning: "Why did you meddle in Nature’s battle!!?"
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