When he looked at the tree again, he realized something was wrong.
The wind inexplicably became stronger.
Gravu's eyes were blinded by the howling wind, which stirred up sparks and dust in the air.
In the strong wind, Gravu squinted his eyes and looked at the shop owner not far away.
He began to move, walking towards the green tree. His steps were firm and slow. The swaying branches and leaves, as well as the faint green light, outlined the outline of a tall figure.
When the wind blew up the shop owner's slightly messy blonde hair, for some reason, Gregory vaguely saw the imposing figure from before.
Gravu rubbed his eyes and looked again.
The shop owner's hair was not long, which was obviously different from that person's. Then why did he see it wrongly?
"Did that person really take over the shop owner's soul?"
As Gravu mumbled to himself, Angor was already less than ten meters away from the tree.
Seeing this scene, Gregory's previous absent-mindedness was replaced by another bigger question: What is the shop owner planning to do?
The green tree was formed by the accumulation of all the Power of True Spirit of a Great Demon God, and the power it contained was enough to overturn the sea and sink the land. Even though it looked like an inconspicuous tree now, Gregory believed that any life in the Abyss would go crazy if they had the chance to see this tree.
Gravu did not know that many people in the Abyss Plane were already looking at this place. It was just that they did not do anything for now due to certain reasons.
Watching the shop owner walk towards the tree, Gregory thought to himself: Perhaps the shop owner intends to take the power of the tree for himself … Gregory shook his head. It couldn't be said that he was taking it for himself. The Lord of the Flameless's True Spirit was killed by that person, and that person had most likely 'possessed' the shop owner. Therefore, he was only taking his own spoils of war.
Although Gregory was greedy for the Power of the True Spirit, he did not dare to have extravagant hopes after witnessing the previous scene. Even the True Spirit of the Demon God had been killed in an instant. If it were him, he would probably be wiped out countless times with just a breath of air, right?
Gravu quietly waited for Angor's next move.
But Angor suddenly stopped.
He was not far from the tree, but the reason why he stopped was because every organ in his body was screaming for him to stop.
Angor knew that this was the side effect of fusing with his "right eye" and repeatedly breaking down and rebuilding his body. Actually, it wasn't right to call it an 'illness'. It was just that his physical fitness had improved too quickly, resulting in some problems with his mental consciousness, physical habits, and balance.
If he looked back, he would see marks on the ground that were sometimes shallow and sometimes deep. These were all proof that he could not control his power properly.
At that moment, not only was there a mark beneath his feet, there was even a crack in the ground.
He could feel that if he used a little more strength, he could create a deep hole.
He didn't want any accidents to happen because he couldn't control the strength of his feet properly when he got close to the green tree. For example, the tree falling down … Of course, he did not think that was possible. The tree did not really take root in the ground, so it would not fall down even if there was a crack on the ground. The tree might not fall, but it was very likely that he would embarrass himself when he released the Green Vein because he did not control the strength under his feet well.
There were not many people here, so it was not a big deal. However, a slight slip could lead to an accident. After all, the tree was built with the power of a demon god's soul. Angor could not bear the consequences if something went wrong.
Angor quietly stopped and focused his mind, trying his best to control and adapt to the power of his feet.
While he was adjusting himself, Bobota looked up from afar.
Bobota did not expect his body to break down so quickly. His plan was to take away the Primordial Fire Origin and ignite the Primordial Altar, leaving behind a torch for the clan that could be passed on.
But now, after being half-killed by Lord Flameless, Bobota's body was rapidly crumbling. Although he was as ugly as a Xenomorph before, at least he still had the outline of a "human". But in the blink of an eye, Bobota was practically a pile of rotten meat.
He looked like the weakest mud monster.
He only used a little bit of force to lift his head, but the flesh on his face melted like rotten green liquid.
He tried his best to look in Angor's direction and tried to say something, but most of his vocal organs were damaged, so he could only make hoarse noises.
"Angor …" Bobota gave up on using his mouth and used his spirit ripples instead. "Help me … Tinder, Sparrow, and Future …"
"Serves you right!" Grevus also sensed Bobota's mental fluctuations. It glared at Bobota angrily, but Bobota had no energy to deal with Grevus at this time. His soul was about to fall into the abyss, and he only hoped that he could do something for his people before he died.
Angor was the only one Bobota could ask for.
After a while, Angor finally looked back at Bobota.
When their eyes met, Bobota saw a pair of cold eyes staring back at him. His mind went blank, and he felt a great pressure pressing down on him. Bobota lowered his head and swallowed the words he wanted to say.
He narrowed his eyes and looked away.
In a place where no one could see, he sighed softly. He could now control the power under his feet a little. But his eyes … He did not know what was wrong. Both Gregory and Bobota felt uncomfortable after making eye contact with him.
It seemed that it would take a long time for Bobota to fully digest all the changes in his body this time.
Although Bobota didn't say anything, Angor could guess what he was trying to say. Angor did not feel sorry for Bobota. Bobota made his own choice, and he had to bear all the consequences behind it.
Besides, Bobota dragged him into this, which was something Angor could not forgive.
But when he looked at Bobota, he couldn't help but sigh as he recalled the innocent little sparrow he saw in the graveyard of Dark Castle.
When Angor was in desperate need of a Soul Orb to save Toby, Floret Sparrow generously offered a Soul Orb to Angor, even though she needed one herself. From this, it could be seen that Hua Queque was a very kind-hearted girl in nature.
This was why Angor spent a lot of effort to set up an illusion for Sparrow Flower in the well.
Sparrow Flower was already in a terrible condition. She suffered misfortune when she was young, and now she had to wait for the darkness to pass. Angor looked at Bobota's miserable state. Although Bobota brought this upon himself, Angor now understood why Bobota was called "the most unfortunate of all Blessed Races" in the book.
Angor cleared his mind and looked at the tree again.
He stepped forward.
Faint footprints were left on the maroon ground. They were still unbalanced, but at least Angor did not use too much strength.
He did not need to use his strength as easily as he usually did. He only needed to try his best to avoid any accidents.
Under Bobota and Gravu's watchful eyes, Angor slowly approached the tree.
Angor carefully observed the tree made of spiritual energy and felt its magnificence. At the same time, he also discovered that the True Spirit Energy emitted by the tree was very similar to the energy that had entered his body before. They should be of the same origin.
The tree branches swayed in the wind.
It seemed to be welcoming Angor's arrival.
…
When Angor approached the tree, he felt something burning in his right eye.
A green pattern appeared in his pupil.
It was as if the pattern was urging him to touch the tree's trunk. On the other side, the tree itself was also giving out an attractive force that made him want to get closer to it.
Angor knew that it was the resonance of the green pattern.
The green patterns in his eyes were one with the green patterns that had shackled his True Spirit energy and turned him into a green tree. That was why such a situation had occurred.
And the person who caused this to happen was naturally the person who suspected to be Shava.
Most of the memories he left for Angor were about the fight against Lord Flameless. Some of them were Angor's, but Angor didn't feel like participating in them at all. Instead, he viewed them as a first-person movie.
However, there was something else that was not a memory.
It was a message left by that person. It was a simple message:
[Liberate the green pattern on the tree.]
Although it was only a simple message, the release of the Green Mark was an extremely important matter.
In the message he left behind, there were also some images. These images showed that the shadow of a tree that almost covered the entire continent had appeared in the sky above the continent.
The shadow of the tree was the illusion of the green tree.
It looked like a "World Illusion", but it was not meant to teach Angor illusions. Instead, it was meant to remind Angor of something.
The appearance of the tree's shadow was extremely eye-catching. Countless gazes had already been cast in this direction.
That was why he left a message about "liberating the green pattern".
When the green runes that shackled the power of the true spirit were released, the tree would turn into pure true spirit power and spread to every inch of land on the continent along with the wind created by the subconsciousness of the continent.
This continent was already on the brink of destruction.
When the spiritual energy covered the entire continent, the energy contained in it would bring the continent back to life.
The rebirth of a new continent was a good thing for the Abyss World. The collective consciousness of the Abyss World would also help. At that time, no life form from the outside world would be able to set foot on this continent.
In other words, for the time being, Angor would not be discovered by other powerful beings.
After all, anyone who dared to cast their greedy eyes on the spiritual energy was not to be underestimated.
That was the message the person left for Angor.
Of course, it was up to Angor whether he wanted to do it or not.
If he was strong enough, he could take all the spiritual energy in one fell swoop. However, he would have to face threats from the outside world later.
Angor considered for a moment and decided to follow the message.
After all, he had no way to obtain the Power of True Spirits. Even if he did obtain this power, the subsequent waves would definitely attract countless people. Perhaps even Demon God level existences might come to snatch it.
Most importantly, only the Lord of the Flameless' true spirit had fallen. His main body hadn't died yet. It was very likely that he had his eyes on this true spirit energy.
No matter what, Angor believed that liberating the green pattern was the best choice.
But he still had a question. Why didn't that person release the green pattern himself? Or rather, why didn't he just let the spiritual energy return to the ground instead of keeping it in the shape of a tree?
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