It was a giant corpse, 20 meters high, and the dead gray skin on the surface was covered with large golden lines, filled with the aura of eternal decay, as if it had been dead for countless years, but the lines still had fragments of dim golden light flickering.

The last bit of divinity makes the corpse still retain its original appearance, but it still exists, and one point of divinity is like a candle swaying in the cold wind, which can be extinguished at any time.

There are many species of giants active in the abyss, but the corpses can be preserved to this day, and the only ones with such pure and domineering divinity are the Titans.

Cangye speculated that this should have been a high-level demigod-level Titan before his death.

The roots coiled on the meat ball stretched out a few strands that entwined the Titan's corpse, and the wrapped limbs shrank slightly, needless to say, at least part of the Titan's divinity was sucked away by the meat ball.

While the Titan's corpses are extremely rare and still intact, that's not all that catches Night's attention.

The Titan Giants are burly and majestic in appearance, and their charm is not inferior to that of the celestial races.

The appearance of the head in front of him was indeed very handsome, but his face was pierced by messy scars, not like he was chopped by a weapon, but more like a wound that was scratched by himself, so he looked extremely ugly.

Unusually, the Titan's expression before death stayed on extreme ecstasy and fanaticism, which was unbelievably weird.

Looking at this corpse for a long time, the creepy atmosphere continues to evaporate, if the Twisted Forest represents irresistible despair, then the corpse of the Titan symbolizes the indescribable gloom.

Soon, Nightshade learns where this feeling comes from.

The top of the frozen and frenzied stiff head was smashed open by a sharp weapon that resembled the blade of an axe, and a scroll was hidden inside, from which the ominous aura came from.

This is also a fragment of the Necronomicon as well!

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As the minutes ticked by, more and more roots surfaced and climbed, trying to pull out all the roots.

In the crumbling underground space, Cangye finally found a way out.

The Twisted Forest drained all the vitality of the wasteland desert, and on the left side of the night there was a deep tunnel, and the tentacles of the knot had stretched out, and it was this tunnel that the Fallen God Seed had dug out, reaching into the tentacles to absorb the vitality of the neighbors.

The gluttonous road that deprived him of his life has now become the only way to survive in the night.

At this moment, the tentacles that followed the night had already fallen down, quickly weaving a huge birdcage towards the top of the night's head.

The consciousness of the fallen god species is constantly revived, and when it is fully awakened, even a demigod can easily trample to death like a mouse, and the treatment of Cangye is afraid that it is the same as that of ants.

Seizing the moment, he put away his trident, and the night held a wand in one hand to quickly dodge the probing tentacles; Hold a black knife in one hand to cut through vines that cannot be dodged.

There are more and more roots, and the space where the night can be avoided is getting narrower and narrower, but he finally calculated a way out.

Seventh crown spell - Phantom Bush!

A figure identical to Cangye appeared, and then quickly broke away from the main body and flew outward, immediately triggering a third of the roots to chase after him.

After a long struggle, Nightshade also dissolves the coiled and complex model of the Twisted Forest.

Such a large and complex life form has long transcended the distinction between ordinary senses such as sight, hearing, and touch, and the five senses and six senses have been integrated into a single concept, based on the pursuit of soul consciousness and the origin of life.

In its slumber, the fire of life of any creature that enters the forest, no matter how faint, cannot escape its perception, as if a torch is suddenly lit in a dark and lightless world, and any monster that sees the light will swarm it.

The purpose of drinking the sap is to dye the torches the same color as the world, and this practice does not work until the forest awakens from its slumber and the unconscious hunting mechanism is removed.

This is exactly the case in the night, the fire of life contaminated with the indescribable breath cannot escape the pursuit of the dark catcher, and the function of the [Phantom Body] is to extract a trace of the soul breath of the body, simulating the same fluctuation, but slightly faint life fire, its effect is the same as the [doppelganger] of the eight rings, and the clone created can also use martial arts and spells, and is controlled by the body, and the level is even the same as the body.

It's just that the [Phantom Body] can only last for 15 seconds, which is only one-third of the doppelganger technique.

Under the perception of the tentacles, the fire of life of the clone was also real, and it was also contaminated with the breath of the [Book of Death], so he did not hesitate to divide one-third of the root system to pursue the other fire of life.

However, the deception tactics can only be maintained to this extent, and once the Twisted Forest has regained 10% of its consciousness, Night's tricks will be easily seen through.

The intensity of the pursuit was reduced a lot in an instant, and Cangye made limited use of this time, and the black knife bloomed with dusk sword qi, which was extremely sublimated, like a moth chasing fire, and the sword momentum was unstoppable.

Remnant Yang Road: Light Moth Shadow!

Paying for his life again, he escaped from the cage and entered the tunnel in the night.

Fifteen seconds passed, the doppelganger dissipated, and the twisted forest, which reacted in time to the fact that he had been played, shook the underground space angrily, and a large rock wall collapsed when he landed.

Two or three times as many tendrils chased along the passage where they had eaten, and in a fit of rage, the entire tunnel was clogged to the brim, cracks erupted, and there was a tendency to expand even further.

After sleeping for tens of thousands of years, the huge consciousness of the fallen god species is in the stage of gradual recovery, and at this time, it has not been able to react, and the greed and cunning of its prey are beyond its imagination.

When he was about to reach the exit, Cangye shook his wand, and turned back to the underground space, all the roots were blocked from eating, and he couldn't pull out for a while, so Cangye got plenty of time, spread his dragon wings and flew to the side of the head of the Titan God Corpse, and the black knife poked into the wound, picked out the fragment and left immediately.

As he left, a thunderous shout suddenly sounded in the ears of the night.

The power of the extremely expansive rage is incomparable, and it can even act on the physical realm in the form of sound waves.

Night's spirit and body were severely damaged, and their lives were in danger, but they were still able to teleport away when they were on defense.

It was only then that the Fallen God Seed reacted to Night's means.

Therefore, when Cangye was shuttling through the void, he directly saw the black cracks around him in the void world, and countless roots pierced through the cracks and pursued, directly causing a large area of the void space to collapse.

After all, the night was still faster, and he came to the exit first, and finally jumped out of the danger and came to a desolate and lonely desert.

The desert wasteland has been stripped of all life by the Twisted Forest, and there is nothing special except for the occasional whimper.

Rootbeard was soon tracked down, but in the wider world, Nightnight had more options, and in less than a moment it was deep into the wasteland, and Rootbeard's pursuit was halted by stretching to the limit.

Not only did they lose the fat they had gained, but they also took away their own things, and the intense anger and humiliation hastened the awakening of the consciousness of the fallen gods, and most of the roots of the Twisted Forest had been stripped off the ground and stretched in all directions, frantically plundering all life, and any species that approached or passed through the forest was mercilessly preyed, leaving only piles of worthless white bone residues.

Half an hourglass time, the entire bloody battle space reverberated with an endless inhuman roar!