Gluttonous Warlock

Chapter 122 The Hanging Tree

"The hanging tree."

Allen answered Sonia's doubts in a low voice.

"A distant relative belonging to the Treant family, and a more evil and cruel distant relative!"

"Look at the canopy of Hanning, the most terrible weapon of the hanging tree, hanging from the canopy."

Sonia followed Allen's instructions and looked up carefully.

Sure enough, I saw a tree vine hanging from the crown of the hanging tree, front, back, left, and right.

Dark green vines dotted with clusters of golden flowers.

Each vine is thicker than an adult's thigh!
The tree vine is 20 meters long, and the lower half hangs on the ground, wriggling like a python.

A human demon accidentally approached the tree vines, was immediately entangled, and hung upside down.

The human demon screamed and twisted desperately, but couldn't get rid of the entanglement of the tree and vines.

In an instant, every bone in his body was strangled.

The corpse was hanging upside down under the tree canopy, reeling, dripping with blood.

It looked like a death row prisoner who had been hanged.

A look of enlightenment appeared in Sonia's eyes.

Now, she knows Han Ning's atavistic form...why it is called "hanging tree"!
In the middle of the tree trunk, the huge human face grinned.

The fifth vine, like a long tongue, sticks out from the mouth.

Wrap around the hanged demon, drag it back, and put it into the mouth.

Mouth closed, chewing creakingly.

Blood, one after another, flowed out from the not very tightly closed mouth of the tree hole.

Han Ning gorged on people, and the face on the bark was slightly distorted, showing an expression of intoxication.

In his atavistic form, he can't contain his bloodthirsty cannibalism.

Cannibalism can not only repair his body damage, the energy squeezed from the flesh and blood, but also help to improve his practice.

Usually in the Warlock Academy, out of maintenance of his own image, it is inconvenient for him to kill and eat corpses.

Occasionally, the addiction occurs, so I can only leave the academy, find a remote island, massacre the aborigines, and eat to my heart's content.

Now that he came to the underground secret realm and was forced out of his ancestral form, Han Ning simply stopped pretending.

No longer resist the evil call deep in the blood, let go of the bloodthirsty impulse!
Four thick tree vines danced at the same time.

The golden flowers on the vines are competing to bloom!

Countless golden pollen, dotted around, spread out.

From a distance, it looks like golden fireworks in full bloom.

"Wow! So beautiful……"

Sonia's eyes widened, her face full of obsession.

A sudden tingling pain came from her arm, bringing her back to her senses.

Allen held a needle and stuck it into Sonia's arm.

"Brother Allen...you hurt me!"

Sonia was aggrieved and protested against his rudeness.

"If you don't want to die, just shut up!"

Allen interrupted her coldly, and continued to inject the antidote.

"Brother Alan... that golden pollen, is it poisonous?"

Sonia asked in a soft voice, tentatively.

Allen pulled out the needle and nodded slightly.

"Toxic, hallucinogenic, frenzied, obsessed... inhaling the pollen of hanging, the terrible consequences you can imagine will come true."

Sonia couldn't help shivering.

Looking back at the golden pollen scattered in the air, it was still beautiful and magnificent, but there was a smell of blood behind it.

On the side of the circus, except for the leader Ethan, everyone more or less inhaled the pollen, and soon developed symptoms of poisoning.

Hercules' eyes were red, and blood vessels burst out on his forehead.

With his backhand, he pulled out the two machetes slanted behind his back, instead of cutting Han Ning, he turned around and rushed towards the puppet master.

Swinging a knife with both hands, slashing and slashing the puppet master frantically!

The puppet master was caught off guard and was stabbed.

Clang!
The cloak was split open, exposing the skin, reflecting the light of the knife, like smooth metal.

His symptoms seemed to be milder, and he was able to maintain his sanity and dodge the machete.

Ethan frowned slightly, his index finger sprayed out a mycelium, entangled Hercules, and injected the antidote.

Not long after, Hercules regained consciousness and wiped off a cold sweat.

Looking back at the hanging tree dancing with canes, anger burst out of his eyes!

"Damn guy, how dare you fool me!"

Amidst the roar, Hercules also activated the third-order atavism!
The height of more than two meters suddenly doubled in size!
Muscles rolled all over his body, as if a group of snakes were wriggling under the skin.

Thick and thick white hair grew wildly from the pores.

In the blink of an eye, he had lost his human form and turned into a four-meter-tall white-haired monster!

Four thick arms, the leather armor was broken, and the muscles were stretched!
Allen couldn't be more familiar with this image. It was the four-armed orangutan he had encountered on Inheritance Island!

Hercules is a third-order "Warcraft Warlock", and the awakened blood of a monster is a four-armed orangutan!

No wonder this guy is carrying four machetes, which were specially prepared for the atavistic form!
The ancestral strongman is still one size smaller than the hanging tree, and his physical attributes are not inferior.

And more agile, climbing and jumping, flexible and free.

This is precisely the biggest shortcoming of the bulky hanging tree.

The four-armed orangutan performed a series of beautiful somersaults, avoided the blow from the tree branch, and pulled out four large knives with its backhand.

The magic power is activated, the sword buzzes, and the light soars!
Tier [-] Martial Skill - Demonized Weaponry!
The four machetes blessed with magic power were temporarily upgraded to level 1 enchanted weapons, just enough to restrain the damage-reducing armor of the hanging tree.

Swish!Swish!Swish!Swish!
Four snow-bright saber lights flashed alternately.

On the trunk, four deep cracks opened.

On the hanging tree, Han Ning's bark face was furious, and he threw out the tree vines and chased the four-armed orangutan.

The Atavistic Hercules flips backwards while slashing with a knife.

Four big knives danced wildly at extreme speed, and the blades intertwined into a ball of bright light.

With a sharp cutting sound, the vines close to him were cut off.

The vines broke stubble, sprayed sap, twisted violently, and soon grew new vines.

"Hercules, jump to the top of the tree."

Captain Ethan, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, gave instructions at the right time.

The Hercules followed his advice, squatted down, kicked the ground vigorously, and jumped up!

The sturdy body flew more than ten meters high, turned over in the air, and landed lightly on the canopy of the tree.

The ancestral Hercules, with a murderous look on his face, swung a knife with four arms, chopping wildly with one stroke.

Twisting! !

Twisting! !

Countless broken branches and leaves rustled down.

The ancestral Hercules, transformed into a four-armed orangutan, fought against the ancestral Han Ning.

At the same time, the puppeteer also took off his cloak, revealing his true colors.

Beneath the cloak stood a man covered in bandages, reeking of mineral oil.

Puppet masters are not only good at manipulating puppets on stage, but also a special kind of "dolls".

In addition to the awakening of bloodlines, the warlock school he belongs to also has a way to strengthen his own strength.

Body modification.

To be precise, it is to mechanize itself.

Puppeteer, the transformation is relatively thorough.

Except for the brain and internal organs, the rest of the organs, including the limbs, have been replaced with metal parts.

The puppeteer, the third-level "mechanical warlock", is actually a half-human and half-constructed "organist".

When he launched the third-order atavism, the joints under the bandages creaked!

The whole person swelled up and broke the bandages, exposing the steel blue torso, which was extraordinarily shiny under the moisturization of lubricating oil!
Even more frightening was his face.

The bandages were removed, revealing a blank face.

Literally "hollow".

Below the forehead, above the chin, between the ears.

Most of the front of the face is occupied by a round black hole.

In theory, the cave should not be too deep.

Otherwise it will run through the back of the head.

But, it's weird...

The puppet master's dark face was so dark that he couldn't see the end of it at a glance!

It seems to be bottomless!

"What kind of monster is the atavistic form of the puppet master?"

Allen asked Sonia in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)