"So fast!" Karl was secretly shocked.
His previous encounter with the formless daughter had made him deeply aware of her bizarre attack speed, so he was already prepared.
He flickered, nimbly dodging the sudden attack.
Just as Karl dodged, the tree suddenly split open, and a graceful figure leaped out from within.
It was a humanoid tree spirit, cleverly woven from countless branches; her figure was exquisite, yet imbued with an eerie beauty.
She had no whites in her eyes, only pitch-black pupils, as if they could swallow all light.
What made one's sanity plummet was that she only had eyes, with no other organs.
The tree spirit's hands, like flexible vines, instantly extended countless branches, enveloping Karl.
The branches intertwined in the air, forming an impenetrable giant net.
Karl's heart tightened; he realized he had been marked by the formless daughter. Her clones would attack him without hesitation upon encountering him.
The inescapable net woven from countless branches sealed off all of Karl's escape routes, flexibly coiling around his body, tightly wrapping him, and then rapidly constricting.
Karl confronted this strange tree spirit directly.
"Damn it, for me, purify!"
Karl roared, raising his dragon artifact, and violently rammed it into the tree trunk. Since there was no hole, he would make one; he would even show her the tree.
Chapter 48: The Great Tree
The wood spirit clearly hadn't anticipated Karl's unexpected move; even a tree trunk could be penetrated.
Although her branches were tightly wrapped around Karl, Karl's physical stats were above a seventh-tier, making it difficult for the branches to completely restrain him.
Karl also knew that his Time Stop was ineffective against these evil gods, and with the branches forming an inescapable net, he couldn't escape.
After being pulled close enough by the branches, he tightly embraced the tree trunk made of ribbons.
Without hesitation, he thrust his hips, putting all his strength into it, forcefully plunging the dragon artifact into the tree trunk with a "thump."
It wasn't as hard as he imagined, as it was made of ribbons after all.
"Didn't expect that, did you? Even if you have no mouth, no lower body, just a tree, I still can!" Karl violently pulled out.
A deep hole instantly appeared on the tree trunk, with pale white tree sap slowly flowing out from the opening.
The wood spirit's entire trunk twisted, as if not greatly affected, and continued to split into more branches, like countless flexible snakes, attempting to tightly re-entangle Karl.
The branches waved in the air, making rustling sounds.
Karl gritted his teeth, feeling the branches tightly wrapping around his body, but he didn't give up.
He forcefully thrust towards another spot.
"Thump."
Another hole appeared on the tree trunk.
Before him, the purification progress for "the formless daughter" appeared: one percent.
Karl quickly discovered the pattern: if the dragon artifact remained in the tree trunk for more than two seconds, it would begin to absorb the tree's energy.
Although the tree spirit lacked the ability to speak, she clearly understood Karl's intention.
She wielded countless branches, furiously lashing and coiling around Karl, attempting to hinder his actions.
Although Karl had no skills, his physical strength was a genuine seventh-tier.
Relying on his agile movements and perception, he continuously climbed and moved on the tree trunk, cleverly dodging the branches' attacks.
Whenever he was lightly entangled by one or two branches, Karl chose to ignore them, repeatedly thrusting the dragon artifact into the tree trunk.
Each thrust was accompanied by a soft "thump," and another hole would appear on the tree trunk.
And as long as the dragon artifact was in for more than two seconds, it would start absorbing the tree's energy.
He nimbly leaped on the tree trunk; whenever too many branches coiled around him, he would quickly flee that spot and move to a new location to continue his "drilling" activity.
As time passed, the holes on the tree trunk became more numerous, and the tree spirit's attacks seemed increasingly feeble.
The holes that had been made could originally recover quickly.
But gradually, the recovery speed of the holes became slower and slower.
The huge wood spirit's body was riddled with dense holes made by Karl, with white viscous substance oozing out, mixed with the spray left by Karl during his drilling process.
It had a hint of desolation.
"Hoo... hoo... Is this as far as I can go?" Karl panted, feeling a strong wave of exhaustion wash over him. Even for him, continuously drilling holes in the tree trunk with the dragon artifact at such high intensity.
While also defending against the wood spirit's fierce attacks, he was already nearing his limit.
Moreover, the ribbons had a peculiar stickiness.
He had also trembled three times, each time feeling some of his physical strength drained away.
He looked around, only to see more and more branches, like vines, coiling tightly around him, gradually reducing his range of movement.
"No." Karl gritted his teeth; he hadn't yet taken on an evil god, how could he fall like this?
He suddenly clenched his jaw, no longer moving.
He directly plunged the dragon artifact into the tree trunk again and again with great force.
With each thrust of his hips, he used all his strength.
He no longer paid attention to the coiling branches; even though his head was covered and he couldn't see anything, his movements didn't stop.
As time passed, Karl gradually felt the strength of the branches coiling around him diminishing.
The branches that had originally tightly bound him seemed to loosen under the continuous attacks of the dragon artifact.
Numbers appeared before Karl.
"the formless daughter" purification progress, ten percent, acquired skill: "Formless."
The graceful, huge wood spirit's branches and leaves fell to the ground, turning white and dissipating.
Karl stood in place, his chest heaving violently, gasping for air. He was at his limit; he truly had nothing left.
He glanced at the male elf; he hadn't been completely purified. A portion of his power returned to his body at the end. Once Time Stop ended, he would blow up his head for complete purification.
Suddenly, he caught sight of a white figure in the distance, speeding towards him with astonishing velocity.
The figure was as fast as lightning, and the distance was rapidly closing.
"She can even call for reinforcements." Karl's face instantly darkened. This was another clone of the formless daughter.
Countless ribbons instantly emerged around him.
These ribbons, as if alive, quickly wrapped tightly around him, concealing his appearance.
In a blink of an eye, he transformed into a grotesque figure wrapped in ribbons, and at the same time, his height suddenly increased to 1.7 meters.
This was the "Formless" skill.
Using it felt effortless.
Without any hesitation, Karl turned and ran. The moment he dashed three hundred meters, Time Stop ended.
The male elf's entire body went limp the instant Time Stop ended, collapsing to the ground. Confusion flashed in his eyes, and then he saw a figure leaving in the distance.
He forced a bitter smile: "Was it him? I've been discovered."
"What happened?" A low female voice softly sounded in the male elf's ear.
The male elf struggled to lift his head, and what met his eyes was Hera's neutral yet exquisite face. He spoke weakly: "Why are you here?"
Hera shook her head, confusion flashing in her eyes: "I don't know. When I came to, I was already near here. I saw you and came to check; you look terrible."
The male elf gave a bitter smile, accompanied by a weak cough: "It was Karl. He guessed we would target the nobles and was already lurking here. I don't know what happened, but I feel an important power in my body has disappeared."
Hera reached out, wanting to help him up: "I'll take you back."
But the male elf gently pushed her hand away: "No need, I feel like I'm not going to make it."
He extended his trembling hand, and a white ribbon ball slowly gathered in his palm.
He stared intently at Hera: "Find the Half-Elf boy who was abused at the ball just now. If he's still alive, give this to him. This is my last bit of power; it should be able to heal his injuries. I'm sorry, I couldn't save him earlier because of the mission."
"Also, tell the boss to be careful of Karl."
His voice grew weaker and weaker, and his pupils gradually lost focus. He murmured: "What a pity, I couldn't see the world the boss wanted to create."
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Chapter 49: Decree
Lady Misir sat on a soft sofa, her slender, jade-like legs gently crossed, enjoying the pleas of the Little Boy in front of her as he was being abused.
Suddenly, her eyes narrowed sharply, her long legs clamped together, her entire body tensed, and her eyes flashed with shock and disbelief.
She quickly scanned her surroundings, seemingly searching for something, but found nothing unusual.
"Lady Misir, are you unwell?" A noblewoman nearby noticed her abnormality. Misir always appeared elegant and composed, and this was the first time she had shown such a shocked expression.
Misir quickly regained her composure, a characteristic charming smile appearing on her face: "You all play first, I'm a bit tired."
She finished speaking without waiting for the noblewoman's reply, rising from the sofa.
The moment she stood up, her legs suddenly gave way, but she quickly recovered, forced herself to stand steady, and walked away calmly.
The noblewoman frowned slightly; she seemed to have smelled a strong fishy smell (fishy smell) from Misir earlier.
"Strange."
She murmured.
The Little Boy's screams nearby interrupted her thoughts.
"My turn." The noblewoman licked her lips and picked up a riding crop from the side.
Misir walked out of the ballroom.
"Madam!" The guards and maids bowed in unison.
Lady Misir, with her characteristic smile, looked around: "Did anything unusual happen outside just now?"
The guards and maids exchanged glances, looking confused.
One of the maids cautiously replied: "The musicians said one of their companions suddenly disappeared, and they are looking for him everywhere now."
Misir merely nodded slightly, then quickly left.
She returned to her room, stood at the door, and vigilantly scanned every corner of the room.
After confirming there was nothing unusual in the room, she gently closed the door.
Her legs went soft, and she knelt on one knee.
At this moment, a large amount of liquid flowed down the inside of her long legs, accompanied by a pungent fishy smell.
Misir gritted her teeth, reached out a finger to scoop out a bit, and carefully sniffed it, her eyes filled with disbelief.
She took out a small bottle to catch it below, enduring the sharp pain, and scraped it out with her finger.
Only when the bottle was full did she carefully preserve it, then took out some ointment to apply to the wound, and the muscle tearing sensation eased a little.
After tidying these, Misir unbuttoned her clothes, revealing her mature and graceful curves, and changed into a tight-fitting black leather armor.
Enduring the pain from her body, she leaped out of the window.
Merging with the night, she disappeared into the darkness.
At the same time, Karl, dragging a sense of exhaustion, ran wildly in the night. He continuously used the "Formless" skill, changing his physical appearance and height.
Only after confirming that no one was following him did he dare to relax, quickly jumping back into the tavern.
Karl deactivated the "Formless" skill at the door, pushed it open, and saw Chris sitting in his room, holding a thick magic book.
But clearly, her mind wasn't on it. Seeing him enter, Chris immediately put down the magic book, a fleeting sense of relief crossing her beautiful face.
"Did you find anything?"
Karl walked back to the bed: "Aisha's target is San Marino City; she wants to control those nobles. But her luck wasn't very good; the person she sent has already been dealt with by me."
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