Chapter 92 Finally Free

Now that the aura of the remaining two Golden Fruits had completely disappeared, Fang Senyan, who still had traces of the Golden Fruit's aura on him, had undoubtedly become a thorn in Treebeard's side.

The giant Treebeard's eyes looked down from hundreds of meters in the air. For some reason, even though his eyes were as big as locomotives, they gave off a very strange feeling. It was as if those eyes were small and vicious, like the narrow eyes of a great white shark, full of venomous hatred, with the sole intention of tearing people to shreds!

The distance between the illusory Fang Senyan and the real Fang Senyan varied, both running in figure-eight patterns. Treebeard, in his rage, didn't pay much attention to it, because in his eyes, it was easy to crush these two ants. If there was anything to consider, it was whether he could step on both of them with one foot...

Soon, both Fang Senyans entered Treebeard's attack range at the same time... They happened to be crossing paths, and Treebeard naturally hoped to get rid of them once and for all, raising his enormous foot to stomp down.

Treebeard was at least a hundred-meter-tall giant. The feeling of his foot stomping down was like a thirty or forty-story building collapsing after being hit by a plane. That terrifying aura was completely devastating to ordinary people. Many would probably be scared to death on the spot before even being trampled on.

Treebeard aimed to stomp down when the two were overlapping, but as his foot hung in the air, Fang Senyan suddenly kicked his own illusion hard. With that kick, Fang Senyan and his illusion immediately separated to the left and right!

Since Fang Senyan's kick was clearly premeditated, he barely avoided the attack. Treebeard's large foot, made of countless tangled roots, missed its target, causing the earth to rumble and shake. Several tons of soft, fertile soil were squeezed out and rained down over a few kilometers!

After Treebeard's foot stomped down, it immediately sank deep into the soil. He didn't take the missed attack seriously, because it was like a person trying to crush an ant. If the first step didn't work, then he would take two, three, four steps. In short, the ant's life was hanging by a thread.

But Treebeard was facing Fang Senyan. Even if he was an ant, he was a highly poisonous iron ant!

Fang Senyan, who had been flung outwards, suddenly reached out and grabbed the top branch of a passing tree. He exerted force with his hands, his fingers digging firmly into the wood. The tree's flexibility was already quite good, and when impacted by the great force, it became as taut as a full bow. When it didn't break, it rebounded Fang Senyan back.

This time, raging flames burned in Fang Senyan's eyes. A ball of black flame, as if burning, appeared in his left hand. The light elongated and transformed into bizarre shapes in the wind, then was blasted deeply into Treebeard's instep!

Treebeard didn't feel anything from this attack. After struggling for a while with the mud that had stuck to his foot, he finally pulled his foot out of the mud with a whoosh. At this time, Fang Senyan left his illusion next to Treebeard's foot to attack fiercely, while he, after releasing the Eater of Souls, immediately rolled away from the instep, his face pale as he fled for his life.

Treebeard certainly wouldn't let the meat in his mouth go. He stomped down again, crushing Fang Senyan's illusion, and even grinding it left and right with relish! He laughed loudly, his voice like thunder.

By this time, Fang Senyan had escaped to a farther place, which meant that if Treebeard used the Mount Tai Press again to stomp down, he wouldn't be able to reach him.

So, naturally, Treebeard used another method: kicking like a soccer ball. For Treebeard, he could clearly sense Fang Senyan's strength, so he knew that this kick would certainly kill the ant in front of him.

So he immediately did it.

But Treebeard didn't know that this series of reactions was all within Fang Senyan's predictions, even that Fang Senyan had been guiding him to do so step by step! This series of things sounded simple, but in reality, Fang Senyan had exhausted his energy, even gambling, fighting, and risking his life!

Fortunately, he won again.

Of course, Fang Senyan was kicked, and at the moment he was kicked, Jiao Shi even groaned, blood flowing from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose. This was naturally a negative effect caused by the Life Link. Jiao Shi's health dropped by about half, even with the blessing of the Dawn Elf!

This showed how fierce the attack power of Treebeard's giant treant was!

However, strictly speaking, the giant treant that Treebeard had created with thousands of years of spiritual power had no magic, no ranged attacks, no talents, no divine arts. Its only advantage was that it was big, fierce, and moved fast! So if its attack power wasn't strong, then what was the point of Treebeard using this divine art?

Fang Senyan was kicked, naturally flying far away and entering a near-death protection state. During the four or five hundred meters he flew, he broke countless trees. Mu Ge quickly rushed over to rescue him, and a remote healing spell wrapped around Fang Senyan's body.

Then the War Treant, Mr. Farrell, rushed up and carried Fang Senyan away.

Treebeard, seeing that the ant hadn't died, was furious and strode over again. But he didn't notice that some very bad signs had appeared on the wooden instep that Fang Senyan had attacked. Large patches of black appeared, and dense tree tumors swelled up, then burst, emitting an indescribable stench, and even fat red spiders crawled in and out! Rotten wood chips fell off in large chunks!

With each step Treebeard took, the area of ​​ulceration on his instep grew larger! The Eater of Souls was different from other toxins. It should be regarded as a terrifying and strange creature with life force, which would continuously produce negative effects until its life force was exhausted.

When the decay on Treebeard's instep eroded to the ankle, the Eater of Souls' life was exhausted, and the negative state disappeared. If Fang Senyan could master a few more diseases, then perhaps Treebeard's entire foot would not have been spared.

But! The power displayed by the Eater of Souls was more than enough at this time. The fragile ankle, which had to support the huge body, could no longer withstand the terrifying weight and snapped with a "crack"!

Although Treebeard wouldn't feel pain at this time, the huge body lost its support, so naturally it would fall. Treebeard was obviously too confident in his steel bones, so he still maintained full confidence when he crashed down, until his face made intimate contact with the soil, and then he realized that his ankle had been rotted beyond recognition!

At this time, Fang Senyan and the others were very close to Treebeard, but they were running farther and farther away... Treebeard roared angrily. He immediately grabbed a handful, tore off dozens of trees and stuffed them into the wound, limping and continuing the pursuit.

But after taking two or three steps, he fell again—the giant trees that made up Treebeard's body were all spirit trees from the heart of Fangorn Forest, which could only grow so large and be so strong after absorbing earth pulp. Treebeard using ordinary trees to repair the wounds on his body was as unreliable as using iron wire to replace a fuse!

Listening to the rumbling sound behind him, like an earthquake, gradually receding, Fang Senyan, who was being carried, finally breathed a sigh of relief. His voice was hoarse:

"It seems that this damn giant monster is finally unable to catch up."

At this time, Mr. Farrell, the war treant, said sadly:

"Treebeard... Treebeard-sir's Golden Fruit was taken away this time, and he used a total of four super-order divine arts in anger. I'm afraid he will fall into thousands of years of slumber from now on."

Franklin said:

"Didn't he absorb a Golden Fruit back?"

Mr. Farrell said:

"After all, that Golden Fruit wasn't fully ripe. What's more, without that Golden Fruit, the price he paid would be more than just a thousand years of sleep, and he might directly transform into a tree."

Fang Senyan suddenly said with some malicious intent:

"Mr. Farrell, don't you have a Golden Fruit? You can give it to Treebeard-sir, and he might not have to sleep."

The war ancient tree, Farrell, immediately looked to the left and right and changed the subject. For this guy and his uncle Sindaro, Treebeard's great loss of strength and a thousand years of sleep was probably the happiest thing for them. He had just sighed, but was immediately choked by Fang Senyan. He quickly stammered a few words to deal with it.

At this time, Jiao Shi said seriously:

"Boss, what about Saruman's mission? You shouldn't have a Golden Fruit on hand now, right?"

Fang Senyan sneered and said:

"My mission is just to seize the Golden Fruit. I'm not forced to hand it over to Saruman. I naturally have arrangements."

Then Fang Senyan said to Mu Ge and Farrell:

"If possible, then you should absorb the Golden Fruit as soon as possible. The stronger you are, the more useful you will be to me."

I'm very sorry everyone, there were too many annoying things today, and I had a headache from being in the rain. The promised three updates only have two. But I'll wake up from a sleep and code to make up for it.

Alas, it's really depressing.