I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 193 Tree Council
"Boom!"

Harley hit with all his strength and used the full-body artifact. Anton was only a mage, and his body was not much stronger than ordinary people. When the baseball bat fell, his head exploded like a watermelon. The red and black ones looked like a big bowl of tofu brains. After being left for four days and four nights in the summer, a layer of red hair grew, and then it splashed all around.

Well, Anton Arcain has accepted the power of the decayed black, and his appearance is glamorous, but the inside of his body is actually more decayed than a zombie.

If he is wounded, the blood that bleeds will be black and rancid.

"Ouch!" Harry wiped off the filth on his face, took two steps back, and spit out most of his breakfast.

It's no wonder she's not "professional", it's just too stinky, disgusting, heavier and stickier than normal rotting corpses.

Anton's condition was a thousand times worse than hers.

"Ow~~~"

He held his head in half, his mouth and soul wailed in pain as his balls were crushed by the boots.

"What kind of weapon is this?!"

"Boom!"

He responded with another critical strike, half of his head turned into blood, leaving only his neck standing there.

Facing the confession stick, Anton's body was as fragile as a rotting corpse soaked in the lake water for half a month in summer.

It wasn't the baseball bat that made him physically vulnerable.

After accepting the power of the rotten black, his body has already died and decayed, and he only relies on divine power to maintain a normal state.

Once the confession stick crushed the power of death in his body, the rotting body revealed its true colors.

But Anton was still howling, and the sound was even more miserable.

A complete howl of the soul.

Harry took a few steps back, looking in surprise at the headless, still alive corpse.

Howling in pain, he bent down, picked up pieces of broken skulls on the ground, and stuffed them directly into his neck.

The pieces of meat wriggled and gradually glued together.

Harry stepped forward and gave him another touch, "Boom!"

This time, with just one blow, the head was shattered into splashes of mud again.

"Oh~~~~ I regret it!"

This time there was a cry of pain.

Harry's eyes lit up, and when he was about to squirm and heal into a complete human head, he rushed up again and punched him from the side.

"Woo, I, I regret—no, I never regret! The power of death and death is mine, Abby's splashing—boom!"

Harry gave him another blow.

"Aooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... my brother died a long time ago, Abby is actually my daughter, but I - no, I do not regret, the supernatural power of death and death is mine, mine!"

Anton's consciousness was confused, and he seemed to be drunk and turned around in circles. He subconsciously picked up the pieces and put them on his head, forgetting that the enemy was by his side, and he was doing useless work.

"Boom!"

Harley smashed the "porcelain head with shit in it" again.

"Awwhhh~~~ I'm guilty, Abby's damned death council, they think I'm not talented enough, and insist on refusing to let me be the god of death.

They want to choose someone with stronger talent, so I will give birth to the strongest talent.

As long as Abby occupies the seat but does not accept the blackness of decay, I will always keep the chance to become a god. I—oh, I have no regrets, the power of death and death is mine, and no one can take it away! "

Harry looked at the baseball bat now with a little fear.

What kind of "Heaven's Confession Hallows" is this, its effect is more terrifying than magic weapons.

Because it is "calibrating" people's will!
By what standard?
It is obvious that God sets the standard for a "good man".

but
"Boom!" Harley mercilessly smashed Anton's head again.

"Awwhhh~~~ I'm guilty, in order to please the Death Council, I frantically hunted and killed the awakened ones of the green of all things, even babies, I'm guilty.

I also invented a herbicide, which poisoned the swamp monster, and the power of nature became unbalanced. The food production in a large area of ​​the world was reduced, and people died of hunger—no, I don’t regret it, the power of death and death is mine, mine! "

This guy is really determined, and he still refuses to confess honestly.

It may also be that the level of the confession chain is not enough, after all, it comes from the Holy Spirit Robbie, not God himself.

"Boom!" Harry slapped him hard.

Not to mention the head, even the neck was lost this time.

"Awww~~~~~"

Anton was lying on the ground, like a charterer ("Kung Fu") when he saw the Ax Gang coming, heaped blood, flesh and mud on the ground to his head.

"I regret it, I have a great sin, I once sneaked to Abby's bedside, trying to defile her purity—oh, I don't regret it, why is that splashing person born to be the incarnation of rotten black."

Uh, it's all a bit incoherent.

Obviously Abby was deliberately born to "occupy the latrine and wait for her to shit".

Harry smashed it a dozen more times.

Seeing that he no longer told new secrets, but was still logically confused and talking nonsense, she simply let go, using the baseball bat as a kitchen knife, and Anton as minced meat on the chopping board, chopping vigorously.

The power of death in his body became less and less, and his recovery became slower and slower. He gradually shattered into a quagmire of flesh and blood.

But he wasn't dead yet.

Not even willing to compromise.

After a few sentences of repentance, he immediately shouted, "The divine power of death and death is mine, and I have no regrets."

It can be seen how deep his obsession with the rotten black is.

Tossing in the shadow world for a long time, only a few breaths passed in reality.

Ai Wei and the others saw the "Death Hunter" grinning and was about to launch an attack. Suddenly, a magic circle rose under the blanket, and under the bloody light, rotten black spots slowly spread along the wall.

The flowers and plants near the door lost their bright colors, and before they withered, they were reduced to ashes in mid-air.

"Ah, the magic circle is pulling the surrounding space into the shadow realm, let's step back!" Dr. Woodrue exclaimed.

But soon, the red light of the formation disappeared, and the abnormality in the shadow world retracted instantly, and then Harley, who was wiping a baseball bat with his coat, appeared in front of several people.

"Where's Anton the Death Hunter?" Dr. Woodrue said blankly.

Harry pointed to the lump of minced meat the size of a washbasin on the ground, "It is!"

"Gudong." Woodrow swallowed, looking away with a pale face.

His eyes trembled, he didn't dare to look at Harry.

After a while, Abby also came up.

"He's not dead yet?"

The expression on her face was more disgusting than fearful.

"Strictly speaking, he died a long time ago, and what is alive is just a flesh shell."

Harley found a tin bucket from the side, and used Ivy's shovel to dig the ground, shoveled the meat mud into the bucket, and then covered it with a layer of soil to seal it.

"Just burn it." Ivy said in disgust.

"After being burned to ashes, the soul returns to the rotten black, and it's not difficult to replace it with another rotten corpse," Harry said.

Then, she turned to Woodrow again, and said lightly: "Don't be stupid, the enemy is gone, you carry Alec Holland, and leave here immediately."

"But, Alec is dying." Abby looked at her pleadingly, "Let Ivy take us to the Tree Council."

Ivy also hesitated and said: "Harry, I also want to go to the tree council. I have a hunch that witnessing the birth of the swamp monster will be of great benefit to me."

Harry would like to say that the more power you borrow, the greater the price you will pay in the future.

But Ivy is different from her.

Ivy actually doesn't mind repaying the debt in the future.

In fact, because of her natural fanatic love for plants, she is very satisfied with the final outcome-after death, her soul and magic power merge into the green of all things and become a part of the plant god.

"Okay, you go on." Harry sighed.

Ivy smiled happily, squatted down again, and held the vine leaves with her hands. The cherry tomatoes gradually "lit up" and emitted emerald green brilliance.

In the sound of Ivy's incantation, the green light gradually distorted into a vortex, and the vortex was centered on the cherry tomato, expanding rapidly
Finally, when the green light vortex was half the height of a person, even Harry could feel a fresh air that cleanses the soul from the opposite side.

"Son, it's time to go home."

A slow rumbling sound resounded in everyone's consciousness.

"It's the elder of the Tree Council!"

Woodrow was so excited that he quickly picked up Alec, who had stopped breathing, and dived into the green light vortex.

Harry was surprised to see that their figures shrunk rapidly in the vortex, turning into a black spot, blending into the cherry tomato, and disappearing.

Abby followed suit.

Harry hesitated.

Ivy urged: "Hurry up, I can't hold on anymore."

"Will it be dangerous?" Harry frowned.

"No danger, the reason why I can open the green passage now is because the swamp monster has not returned, and I temporarily control part of the green of all things.

I can feel the emotions of the tree council connected with the green of all things, peaceful and serene, aloof from the world, at least they are not malicious to you or me. "Ivy confirmed.

Harry decided to trust her, hunched over and dove in.

It's like falling into a green pond from a high altitude, with pure green in front of your eyes, the sound of flowers blooming and grass growing in your ears, and the breath in your nose.
Just like in spring, when you pinch a piece of tender grass in the field and crush the leaves and stems, the taste of the juice.

With the fragrance of spring.

Harry felt that a long time had passed, but also felt that it was only an instant. In a flash, he fell into the lush green rainforest.

The ground is covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves, and walking on it is like stepping on a blanket.

The air humidity is very high, it seems that you can inhale a drop of water in your nose.

The trees are soaring into the sky, the sun is dancing in bunches of golden spots in the forest, and the leaves are so green that they seem to be shining.

Enclosed at the bottom of the thick trunk, countless light spots like green fireflies form a nebula near the root of the tree.

Harry stretched out his hand, touched the green light spot, and heard a crisp "giggle" laugh.

The trunk of the redwood tree showed an old man's face, and he shouted at Harry below: "Human beings, it is a great gift to allow you to come here. Don't desecrate the sanctity of this land."

The first time Harry saw the "tree man", he looked up at it stupidly, but didn't respond.

The willow tree on the side also showed a human face, and said in a low voice: "Don't be too harsh, she saved the swamp monster and killed the death hunter. She has never done anything evil to destroy the forest. She is our friend."

The big eucalyptus tree said angrily: "She is a human being. Human beings destroy forests to reclaim fields and pollute the environment. She is also one of them and bears the original sin!"

Having just met the first Treant, Harry was stunned.

The more she saw it, the more she began to see it.

Hearing the words of a few trees, she wondered: "Are you a tree council?"

"Harry, they are respected elders." Ivy said excitedly.

"Well, this is a polite little girl." Eucalyptus said kindly.

"She saved the swamp monster, she is a hero!" Sequoia smiled.

"Hey, if every human being loves green plants like Ivy, how beautiful the world will be!" Green Tree sighed.

"We want to reward her." Cypress said.

Being treated differently by the Tree Council, Harley didn't care, nor was she surprised, but she was very puzzled by their apparent hatred towards humans.

"I once heard a mage say that all the elders are retired swamp monsters," she asked.

The other trees didn't want to talk to her, only the old willow said: "The mage is right."

"So, you were human too?" Harry asked again.

"No, we are the elves of the tree, and we only use the human body temporarily." The birch quickly denied.

"Look at us now, how do we look like humans?" Sequoia said unhappily.

Harry was silent.

After becoming swamp monsters, they lose their humanity.

Is this the price, or is it the directional "evolution" of the plant god?
"Elder, save Alec quickly!"

Abby hugged her boyfriend's "body" and begged loudly.

"Throw him into the swamp, and if he survives, he will be a swamp monster. He can't survive it." Sequoia sighed, and turned his gaze to Ivy, "Fortunately, we have a backup plan!"

"No, Alec will definitely survive!" Old Banyan Tree said in a deep voice.

(End of this chapter)