Stronger with More Jobs-Chapter 486 - 243: The Time Erosion Witch Regrets It Bitterly!

Chapter 486: Chapter 243: The Time Erosion Witch Regrets It Bitterly!

The dark red sea of flames that had recently raged and burned through vast expanses of mystical forest is now completely extinguished.

Only the charred, scarred earth remains, with wisps of smoke rising from the cracked crevices, the air saturated with the pungent odor of scorching and ashes.

Scorching dense smoke, like huge black columns, rolls and surges, thrusting directly into the lead-gray sky.

Announcing what kind of fierce blaze has just ravaged this place.

However, a more heart-chilling transformation is unfolding at the edge of the horizon.

The three sections of the mystical forest that had been separated by Jiang Wei’s flames and occupied separate areas are now falling into an incomprehensible madness.

Wherever eyesight reaches, the earth groans in agony.

Countless thick, gnarled, giant roots covered in pale bark, like awakened ancient pythons, tear through the charred topsoil, dragging thick, foul-smelling mud, rushing crazily in the same direction.

Sssshh—Clatter—!!!

That is the sound of countless ink-green, pale, and dark red leaves intermingling, hissing and roaring in the fierce wind.

It’s the sound of countless vines and branches as thick as giant pythons entangling and devouring each other in the air, producing a teeth-gritting noise.

The forest is "walking"!

Each tree is rising from the ground, its roots like millions of legs dragging the massive body, crushing scorched earth, shattering rocks, recklessly rushing toward the center.

They are merging! Devouring their kind!

Engaging in a massive aggregation that is suffocatingly fast and enormous.

Within the short few seconds after Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei burst out from the ground, this apocalyptic aggregation has nearly reached its end.

At the horizon, where are the three forests?

Only three trees!

Three colossal giant trees that challenge the limits of cognition, rising straight into the sky, like three ink-green demonic mountains, standing on the charred earth!

The diameter of their trunks is terrifying, requiring dozens of people to embrace, their height reaching frightening tens of meters, their enormous canopies covering the sky, completely eclipsing the already dim sky, casting a despairing shadow.

Layer upon layer, thick "living armor" continually writhing and flowing with viscous ink-green sap covers the trunk.

On that armor, three enormous wooden ghost faces are clearly visible!

Central among them, the ghost face is the largest and most menacing, its lines twisted like Abyss scars, occupying most of the width of the trunk.

They are the three Tier Two tree-type Life Ghosts revealing their true forms after devouring countless fellow carcasses.

On top of the central, largest tree, its aura has climbed to Tier Two Middle Realm.

A deep purple figure staggers up.

It is the Time Erosion Witch who was just forcibly rescued from underground.

She looks utterly disheveled at the moment.

Her glamorous deep purple gown is already reduced to tattered scraps, barely hanging on, her originally smooth deep purple hair sprawled in disarray.

That face, blending youthful freshness with an ancient quality, is covered in blackened marks and fine bloodstained cuts, one amber eye dull and lifeless.

Only that dark purple eye...

Locks desperately onto that tiny figure on the ground that strikes her with bone-deep terror.

Utter humiliation, seething resentment, and a sliver of panic from the depths of her soul that she herself cannot admit, churn within her chest...

All elegance, all mystery, all composure shattered completely in the painful beating like a battered sack, burned by Thunder Fire!

"Kill—him—dead—!!!"

A shrill scream, like a beast tearing its throat apart, erupts from the Time Erosion Witch.

The voice laden with unresolved hatred spreads far, echoing across the empty, charred battlefield.

And it is clearly heard by Su Wanqing and others who just burst through the ground from another direction, shocked by the apocalyptic scene before them.

This venomous howl seems to ignite the final fuse!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The three colossal demon tree bodies vibrate violently at once.

Above the canopies, countless massive branches as thick as siege crossbows, their tips splitting into menacing mouths, like a host of enraged demon dragons, with terrifying screeches tearing through the air, obscure the sky instantaneously covering Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei’s whole sky.

The ink-green death shadow, like a collapsing sky, crashes down!

Yet, at this critical moment, as killing intent fills the land.

Standing atop the central giant tree, after shouting "kill him," the dark purple eye of the Time Erosion Witch flashes with madness and hatred, and then she suddenly makes no pause!

She whirls abruptly, clutching the somewhat dim book of The Entropy of Time tightly in her hands.

Without even glancing at the impending explosion below, her form turns into a deep purple dim light stream, frantically fleeing toward the edge of the battlefield and the massive Energy Force Field that separates the inner and outer realms...

Escape!

All-out escape without concern for anything else.

What dignity of a Life Ghost, what majesty of a Holy Object, what delight of revenge, all pale and laughable before the terrifying experience of near-total annihilation just now.

That man...

That man who could tear apart temporal confinement with bare hands, wrecking her nearly to collapse with the most violent physical force...

He is simply not an adversary she can contend with!

The power of The Entropy of Time feels so feeble before him!

Live on! Only by living can there be... a chance to return.

Her movement is swift as a specter, the deep purple light darting under the cover of the enormous tree crown shadow, speeding rapidly toward the field’s edge.