The voice of the giant tree carried a chilling coldness, and the ground subtly trembled.
"Evil Extermination Bureau dogs, if you leave, Grandpa Tree will spare your lives."
Roots emerged from the soil, their surfaces stained scarlet, making one shiver.
"Attack!" Tang Lingwei's eyebrows shot up, shouting loudly.
Compared to human and demon pseudo-gods, they are two lines that cannot intersect.
If they intersect, only weapons can meet.
As for how pseudo-gods arise, the offerings on the ground revealed the cause.
Perhaps the people saw the old tree live long and believed it to possess spiritualism, leading to the birth of pseudo-gods with continuous worship.
Whether it's true or not, it doesn't matter.
If pseudo-god monsters cause mischief, they should be killed.
A dozen figures leapt into the air.
The state officials of the Evil Extermination Bureau drew their long knives from their waists and charged at the old tree.
