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Chapter 254 Druid of the Claw

On Salisbury Plain in Wiltshire, England, stands a huge and mysterious building - Stonehenge.

This is the relic left by the Druids to worship the sun god.

Druid, the incarnation of the Forest Goddess, was once a priest within the Celtic tribe, and had important positions and powers such as arbitration and chief priest in the local area.

They are the guardians of the mysterious forest and the inheritors of ancient magic.

Later, with the Roman Empire's war of conquest of the Celts, and the domination of the Roman Empire, the Druids were massacred by Roman soldiers who rushed into the mysterious forest.

But they didn't disappear, they just became invisible.

Steve didn't understand the past, so he had no idea what kind of opponent he was facing.

Looking at the enemy whose neck had been broken but was still alive, Steve fell into confusion.

What exactly happened to me?
And he knew very well that the attack just now would never break someone's neck at once.

The bloodstains on the man's face gradually deepened, and actually cracked wider and wider, and under the cracked flesh and blood, green sprouts emerged.

As Steve's eyes swept across, the flames spread rapidly and burned towards the wantonly growing vines.

"Why aren't these vines afraid of fire?!"

"You are stronger than I thought..."

The flames of war did indeed wrap around the vines, but those vines showed no sign of decline at all. They even twisted more wildly under the fire, rushing toward Steve like a show of force.

But the picture in my imagination did not happen.

"this!"

Steve had nothing to hide at the moment, but the situation didn't end there!

The young shoots grew in the wind, and soon grew to be as big as the previous vines, twisting again.

When the first spark falls behind the vine, the next thing should be an explosion of huge flames.

"Is this a similar ability?"

A single spark can start a prairie fire.

This cannot go on any longer.

At this time, another man in black robe actually had the same vines growing on his body.

Another man in black robe also became in the same state.

It was an ordinary middle-aged face, but the complexion was extremely pale and seemed to be sick.

Several vines sprouted up from his body and tentatively came out of the cloak, as if they were alive. After identifying Steve's position, they attacked without restraint.

Steve immediately transformed into the Nordic God of War, pulled out [Tyr's Blade], and the flames of war in the form of divine power wrapped around Steve's body.

Taking advantage of the fact that the opposite side had not yet fully grown, Steve no longer waited, and took a step forward. His whole body was like a humanoid machine, and the force of each step seemed to leave footprints on the ground.

But this is not enough, the second wave, the third wave, the fourth wave!
The vines were like pythons, coming closer and closer, threatening to wrap Steve tightly.

"It hurts! It hurts!"

"Persona: Tyr, God of War!"

With a flash of sword light, the oncoming vines were all cut off.

The newly grown vines are different from the ones just now, greener in color and more agile in movement.

He won't kill people casually.

However, in this terrifying formation, Steve clearly felt that the pain on the other side was more like he had inflicted it on himself.

The expression of the man opposite was distorted, and he grabbed his face hard with both hands, leaving several deep blood marks.

Without getting an answer, several vines approached him.

And at the breaks of those vines, bright red blood flowed out.

The man in black robe exerted a little force on his hand, and Steve heard a crisp click sound from his neck. Then the man twisted his neck and his head was fixed back in place.

Without enough time to think, Steve made a quick decision. Tyr's Edge appeared in his hand and struck out with a sword.

"What a strange person..."

Steve backed away quickly, dodging the first attack of the vines.

The man stretched out his hand to straighten his head without taking up his cloak, and his face appeared in front of Steve.

This kind of picture really makes people feel uncomfortable in their hearts.

Steve felt a chill as he saw countless vines sprouting from a good man's face, as agile as a living creature.

At a glance, it looks like there are countless green tentacles growing on a person's face, and there are even signs of continuing to grow.

And the momentum of those vines stopped and no longer invaded forward. They just twisted in place, like a snake with its head cut off, struggling before death.

The behavior on the other side seemed strange and puzzling, but the answer was quickly found.

Steve suddenly had this question.

And the vines that grew out opened up, and you can see that these vines have taken root on the bones.

With this kind of explosive power, in just a blink of an eye, he came to the opposite side.

Tyr's Blade swung down again.

The vines on the opposite face were also cut off.

Just like before, blood spurted out from the breaks of the vines.

Not wanting to give the other side a chance to breathe, Steve's target this time was the man's cloak.

The sword light intertwined, the black robe was broken, and the rags scattered in the wind, like black butterflies floating in the air.

Without the cover of the cloak, the true condition of the body on the opposite side was revealed before Steve's eyes, and that was a bizarre scene that could not be described in words.

It was no longer a normal human body, with countless bone-deep scars all over the body.

What grew out of the scar were vines as thick as a baby's arm. Flesh and vines coexisted in an extremely ugly situation.

Even when Steve first saw the scene, he couldn't help but have the illusion that it wasn't the vines growing out of the flesh, but the vines devouring the flesh.

The clothes under the cloak were completely exposed at this time.

It's a shirt.

shirt……

Steve suddenly felt goosebumps rising.

He understood that this man in black robe did not come from some mysterious force.

But a real ordinary person.

I just don’t know why it became like this.

Steve's movements slowed down unconsciously, and he didn't even notice that a tear slipped from the corner of his eye.

"This picture is so sad..."

The body on the opposite side was exposed to the air, and the ugly vines tightened again.

The figure became increasingly less human-like.

Steve moved a few times and stood far away in the blink of an eye. He didn't want to get too close to this weird human form.

"Are you still human?"

Steve asked.

Perhaps he was shocked that his secret was exposed, and the man's reason had begun to dissipate. He didn't answer Steve's question, but attacked like crazy.

"You want to kill me so no one knows what you look like?"

Of course Steve understood what his opponent was thinking, but now that he was in combat mode, how could he lose to the guy in front of him who was not even a human being?

"Ymir."

Steve whispered the name of the ancestor giant.

Golden auspicious clouds enveloped him, and a giant stood erect on the ground.

A war cry came down with endless pressure.

The two men in black robes, who were already looking like crazy, felt their hearts sink, and some of their strength was drained away. This is the coercion of a giant.

Under this pressure, the two men in black robes suddenly fell to the ground helplessly, and the twisted vines were now paralyzed around them.

Steve discovered that even at this point, the new vines growing on his opponent's face were still stubbornly growing.

"Is this irreversible?"

He suddenly had such a suspicion in his mind.

No matter what, figuring out the origin of the opponent is the top priority now.

But these two people are no longer human beings and have no desire to survive. Even under such circumstances, they are still performing their roles.

One person suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed his companion tightly.

The vines on their bodies instantly regained their vitality and became intertwined.

Countless green fluorescence swayed during the rubbing, and more vines grew wherever it fell.

The two men in black robes turned themselves into nourishment for the vines.

Perhaps from the beginning, their existence was for this purpose.

A mourning flower blooms quietly.

Evil, twisted and terrifying!
"not good!"

Steve reacted, detached himself from Ymir, held Tyr's Blade, stepped forward, and rushed into the vine group that was already beginning to take shape.

The sword flashed across, broken vines scattered in all directions, and blood splattered.

But at this moment, the vines did not stop moving because they were cut off. On the contrary, they moved even more rapidly. When the broken vines hit the ground, they immediately took root and grew new vines, growing endlessly.

"hateful!"

Steve has learned that he can no longer cut off these vines, which will only make them more and more numerous.

And at this moment, his field of vision has been completely occupied by vines, and he will not be able to protect himself if he doesn't escape!
I tried burning it with fire before, but it had no effect at all.

Instead, it is equivalent to enchanting the vines.

Helpless, he jumped up and left the green magic vine over there.

As Steve jumped up, the vines chased after him as if they were alive. However, Steve's jumping power at this moment was amazing. He could reach dozens of meters with just one jump. It was really not something that could be easily caught up with.

Steve landed far away, already outside the range of the vines, but he still couldn't breathe a sigh of relief, because according to the growth rate of those vines, it was only a matter of time before he got here.

Avoid its edge first?
no! Steve quickly dismissed the idea.

If we leave this place alone, I'm afraid the entire city of London will be occupied by vines.

But the current vines are not afraid of fire or knives, so I really don’t know how to contain them.

What is the origin of this flower? So evil.

"Try again!"

The flames of war suddenly soared into the sky, like a fire dragon tumbling in the air, and then descended straight into the center of the vine forest.

"Those vines may not be afraid of fire, but as the starting point of the vines, it's impossible for those two people not to be afraid of fire!

"As long as I burn them to ashes, this so-called [Mourning Flower] should be lifted, right?"

Steve doesn't want to kill anyone.

But there was already a question mark over whether the two men in black robes in front of them were still human beings.

And leaving them alone will only cause greater harm.

With this thought in mind, Steve only had one goal at the moment.

Those are the two people who have been swallowed by the vines!

It's just that God doesn't fulfill people's wishes.

The vines squirmed and formed an airtight defense wall. When the fire dragon hit it, it was unable to penetrate even half of it. It could only spread out and cover the defense wall, forming a wall of fire.

"so annoying!"

Although he had guessed that it would not be that simple, Steve couldn't help but feel irritated. How could there be a plant like this that was not afraid of fire?
Unless they're not plants at all!
"Wait? Not a plant?"

In a flash of inspiration, Steve seemed to have caught something.

"That's right. Where can there be plants with human blood flowing in them?

"But if these vines are made of blood, then they should be evaporated by the flames. How can they be as alive and vigorous as they are now?"

The giant group of vines that was still squirming and twisting grew bigger and bigger.

time is limited.

There is only one way that I can think of now.

Steve was furious, jumped up, and transformed into the giant Ymir again.

He opened his mouth and bit it, and like a tengu eating the sun, infinite gravity was released from his mouth.

No matter how ferocious those vines grow, they are not rooted underground after all.

Facing the endless attraction, the huge vines began to move unconsciously.

As if being drawn to heaven.

"feasible!"

There was a hint of joy in Steve's eyes.

He wants to eat all these horrible vines!
Anyway, it wasn’t his stomach that ended up in the end.

The surrounding buildings began to shatter.

Debris, vegetation, and trash were all sucked up into the sky.

The intensity of black hole absorption is getting stronger and stronger.

Even the ornamental trees on both sides of the road have begun to shake.

The giant vine finally couldn't hold on anymore, left the ground, and was sucked into the black hole.

Even in the sky, the vines were still twisting and twisting, but in the face of absolute power, they really had no effect.

It was swallowed completely.

The moment the vine was swallowed, Steve immediately approached his mouth, the gravity stopped, and various things in the air began to clang and fall down.

Mixed with rain, the current chaos on the road looks like it has just passed after a great catastrophe.

Ymir let out a long burp, and then...

Vomited something white.

"what is this?"

Steve released Ymir's state and bent down, just to check.

But he didn't expect that the white thing started to move as soon as it hit the ground, burrowed into the soil, the ground bulged up, and ran towards Steve.

Before Steve even had time to react, he felt something enter the sole of his shoe, break through his skin, and enter his body.

A bulge formed on Steve's skin, and it kept moving away, rushing straight towards his brain.

"not good!"

How can I control so much now? Thanks to Steve's rich combat experience, he made an instant judgment.

He flipped his wrist and Tyr's Edge shrank to the size of a dagger.

He held his breath and concentrated, and struck quickly.

With a tearing sound, a bloody gash was drawn on his arm, and then his right hand reached out and two fingers directly penetrated the wound.

Even though Steve was mentally prepared for such a move, he still took a deep breath.

It hurts so much!
But I have to say that this is already the best choice.

Steve took back his right hand, and between his two fingers, there was a snow-white flesh insect with blood on it, which was twisting and turning at the moment.

At this time, the fleshworm was trying to get into his fingers, but it was trapped between two fingers and could not succeed.

(End of this chapter)