Sheyan was currently lying in the depression of the big rock. His whole body was soaked in the precious earth plasma. To humans, this thing was just a combination of burn ointment, antibiotics and nutrient solution. It was not very useful, but to elemental creatures like the Ents, it was a great tonic.
At this moment, in the eyes of the Treant Metal Thorn, the brilliant and precious Earth Liquid that was constantly churning and surging had actually dropped crazily in this short period of time. More than half of it had actually been sucked away in an instant! It was as if there was an invisible big mouth that was desperately swallowing the earth plasma!
And from the looks of it, the rapid decline of the earth plasma did not slow down at all. It seemed like it would not stop until it was sucked dry.
One must know! Although the earth plasma was a great tonic for the Ents, it was still a terrifying thing to consume too much of it in one go. It was just like how everyone knew that hundred-year-old ginseng was a great tonic, but if you ate one kilogram of it in one meal? Even if you did not die, you would at least lose a layer of skin.
Under normal circumstances, Ents would not dare to drink the earth plasma directly. Instead, they would use their roots to slowly absorb it. If they drank a few mouthfuls directly, there would only be one result – they would take root, their consciousness would be shattered, and they would immediately turn from an Ent into a towering tree. The earth plasma that Sheyan was soaking in would take Grubb at least a year or two to consume.
However, this shocking fact was right in front of Ironthorn's eyes. The human in front of him had absorbed all the earth plasma in just a dozen seconds!
What was even stranger was that Ironthorn's face was also blank, as if he did not know what was going on at all.
All of a sudden, a great sense of fear emerged from the bottom of Ironthorn's heart. The feeling of fear was very violent. It was as if a rude and unreasonable man had ruthlessly torn apart his psychological defense, and then tyrannically stuffed that suffocating fear into his heart. It was as if the sea had been overturned!
Ironthorn instinctively wanted to move and escape, but he immediately found that his already broken body was no longer under his control!
In the next second, both Ironthorn and Sheyan saw, to their horror, five long, pitch-black tendrils snaking out from Sheyan's fingertips. The tendrils had both the meandering roots of plants and the agility of biological tentacles. They twisted like snakes in the air, crossed a distance of five or six meters, and lightly wrapped themselves around Ironthorn's neck. Then, they pierced into his neck effortlessly! Sheyan's eyes were filled with shock as he looked at Ironthorn. His eyes were filled with shock.
The iron spike suddenly stiffened, and life left his body at an indescribable speed. The Treant's huge and heavy body suddenly fell to the ground and collapsed. It was like a pile of rotten building blocks, and it looked like it would be covered in moss in a few days. Finally, it would be completely assimilated with the earth.
Sheyan was also stunned when he saw this scene. The black tendrils quickly retracted back into his body. There was no relevant notification in the battle log. If it weren't for the fact that the precious earth fluid in the cave had dried up and Ironthorn's body was still there, Sheyan would have thought that nothing had happened.
But when Sheyan looked into his own body, he found that the 'Stairway of the Sun' had turned pure black. All the tendrils had retracted and it had completely fallen into a state of hibernation. The 'Pestilence Monarch' ability had also turned grey, obviously unable to be used.
But for Sheyan, elemental creatures like the Ents were immune to diseases, so it did not matter whether they had this ability or not. This ability was not included in the original plan anyway.
As the saying goes, plans cannot keep up with changes. Sheyan was still thinking about how to plan the layout and gradually meet Treebeard first.
But now that Ironthorn was dead, he was the biggest suspect. As long as he was discovered by any of the Ents, there was no doubt that his "one-day tour of the Treebeard tribe" experience would come to an end.
Sheyan had no way out now. He could only go deeper into the valley helplessly. He was already prepared. He tore open a magic scroll and blessed himself with a second-order divine spell, 'Aura of Nature'. It allowed him to completely integrate into nature. He gritted his teeth and quickly sneaked into the depths of the valley.
The deeper he went into the valley, the more luxuriant the vegetation became. Even many flowers that were not blooming at this time of the year were in full bloom. The soil on the ground was also quite moist. When he stepped on it, half of his feet would sink silently. It was as if what was squeezed out of the soil was not water at all, but fertile oil.
If aerial photography technology was available at this time, then the vegetation in Fangorn Forest would be much more lush than the surrounding forests. The central area of Fangorn Forest was even more exuberant, as if a mountain had suddenly been uprooted in the middle of the forest! But in fact, the mountain did not exist at all. It was completely composed of thriving vegetation!
A downward slope gradually appeared in the valley. Sheyan continued to walk for about a kilometer, following the path that the Ents usually trod on. Although it was called a path, it was just a passage without tall trees blocking the way.
It could be seen that the Ents had not visited Treebeard for a long time. The grass and shrubs on this path were full of growth and showed no signs of being trampled. These obstacles that reached up to the calves of the Ents would not hinder their progress, but for Sheyan, they reached up to his waist, which greatly affected his speed.
The path ahead finally came to an end. Sheyan found himself in a small underground basin. Because the path into this place was actually sloping downwards, the upper edge of the basin was actually level with the ground.
Unlike the exuberant vitality outside, the basin was barren. Huge roots could be seen everywhere. Even on the brown rocks on the edge of the basin, there were dense plate-like roots biting the rocks tightly. It even gave people the illusion that they were crazily plundering the earth.
After seeing this scene, Sheyan's heart was filled with deep awe!
His line of sight followed the large number of roots and finally came to their origin. It was a short, huge old tree.
The trunk of this old tree was at most five or six meters high, but it swelled up like an oversized wine barrel. Its chest diameter was at least twenty to thirty meters. At first glance, it looked somewhat similar to the baobab trees in the African grasslands in the real world.
But the old tree only had branches and no leaves. Its branches were a yellowish green, which formed a sharp contrast with the vicissitudes of the old bark.
The only thing that occupied the entire basin was this single tree!
It was an indescribably short and fat old tree!
Directly in Sheyan's direction, there was a huge depression in the shape of the word "Heaven" on the short and thick trunk. An Ent was leaning firmly against the depression, motionless.
This Ent's form was no different from most Ents. It was burly, strong, huge and rough!
The only difference between it and other Ents was that the branches and leaves on its head had turned grey, and aerial roots grew on its hands and feet. It looked like a horse's mane, very elegant.
One meter in front of the Treant, there were seven seeds floating in the air. The seeds were about the size of ping pong balls, and their surface had very mysterious and strange patterns. At first glance, they looked like golden walnuts, and the golden light seemed like it had just been smelted gold. It was hot, flowing, and dazzling.
Obviously, this was Treebeard.
This was the Golden Fruit that even Saruman could not forget!!
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Right now, Sheyan was caught in a dilemma.
No wonder even with Saruman's strength, it was so difficult to obtain the Golden Fruit.
In such a large basin, apart from the bare rocks, there were only terrifying craggy tree roots. In other words, to obtain the Golden Fruit, they would have to traverse the long distance of 50 meters. Even if they managed to obtain the Golden Fruit safely, they would undoubtedly have to face the pursuit of Treebeard and his tree body. Sheyan definitely did not think that the thick tree roots all over the valley were just for show.
"What should I do?" Sheyan's first thought was to attack with fire. But what could there be in the basin that could be attacked with fire? Moreover, as long as there was a fire here, the Ents would definitely come to the rescue immediately. Even if he got the Golden Fruit, he would not be able to escape.
"Then can I try persuading them?" Sheyan immediately rejected this whimsical idea.
His mind was spinning rapidly. More than a dozen plans flashed through his mind, but they were all rejected by him one by one.
But at this moment, Sheyan, who was crouching in the grass, suddenly felt that something was wrong. He took a closer look and found that two black tendrils had once again appeared on the tips of his right middle finger and index finger. They were constantly extending and snaking forward!
The black 'Stairway of the Sun', which had fallen into a deep slumber inside Sheyan's body, had strangely awakened at some point in time. It was now frantically mobilizing the energy in Sheyan's body, sucking fiercely, and gathering all its energy on the two black tendrils!
The two black tendrils didn't extend in the same direction. One of the black tendrils slowly moved through the soil, then snaked up the rocks in a concealed manner. It silently pierced into the craggy rock closest to it, then silently stopped moving.
As for the other black tendril, it continued to grow like a blood vessel. Slowly but surely, it slithered towards the Golden Fruit floating in the air. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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