Elos fell into his memories.

That force requires him to read his deeper memories.

Elos could not refuse.

At this moment, he was like a book in a showroom, picked up by an unknown hand, and was examining, judging, and evaluating.

His whole life was cut open and became a tribute to others.

Ailos was born on a day when paper was flying. That year, the Federal Army's launch plane flew for three days and nights, and the entire capital of the Rebel Army was filled with propaganda paper.

The most profound thing about Elos was the first corpse he ate, which belonged to a strange abyss. He also obtained a book about the corpse collector from this creator.

Elos’s regret comes from the age of eight... At the age of fourteen...

Enough! Enough!

Anger is slowly accumulating, but it is not enough.

Elos died when he was eight years old, and he hid alone in the corner and did not dare to speak.

In the open jungle, he ran desperately, from midnight to dawn, until he stopped, he found that his legs were swollen and covered with abscesses.

He never mentioned this for a long time, because it symbolizes...

Stop watching! Stop watching!

Anger continued to rush upwards, not enough.

Elos remembered a deep memory of an incident he saw when he was fourteen years old. That year he settled in a place called Black Thorn City. He had good friends and they were all great.

He thought that this would last a long time, so that he could forget the pain of the past.

But in September of the same year, a group of goblins came to the city. They carried federal passes and burned, killed, looted, and no one dared to stop them.

Elos remembered that night, afterwards...partner...woman...

Me! Fuck you! Mom!

The anger continues, it's almost the same, it's just a little bit.

Elos...

Anger rushed straight into the lung meridians, pulling the nerves, and it was successful!

That power secretly ended the action, which successfully inspired Elos' boundless anger.

This vicious devil is well aware of human temperament. It knows that when a person's memory is taken out and watched repeatedly, there is no need to make any comments.

This is the ultimate humiliation.

After doing all this, the power has reached the end of its strength, and it has only left a sentence to leave.

"Come on, cut off the tree behind you and you can find me."

...

Elos woke up.

His condition was surprisingly poor. The crying of death just now had drained a lot of water and his mental power in his body. He was now extremely weak, but he still resolutely summoned the Bone Blade, and in Joey's shocked eyes, he pointed it at the huge tree behind him and slashed it hard.

This knife only caused a crack to appear on the edge of the ancient tree for many years. Alos was completely unconscious of his destructive power. He now felt a fire in his heart. If this fire could not burn everything in this world, it would immediately burn him.

With one knife, then another, the bone knife collided, and Ailos's face became extremely ferocious, just like an evil ghost who had just walked down from the battlefield. The giant tree stood still in place, like a reef on the sea, letting the waves wash away.

Human power has a certain limit, especially before breaking away from the ordinary chain, it has not reached extraordinary. Everything is moving within a controllable range. This tree has grown for countless years to achieve such a huge torso. This is the accumulation of life and time. It is not as easy as I imagined that Airoth wants to cut off the tree in front of him.

The bone knife added new scars to the tree bit by bit, but this was still too drop in the bucket compared to the huge range of the tree trunk. However, Ailos was mad, slapped weakly and uselessly, like waves slapped against the reef.

Joey was only shocked at Elos' sudden emotional change. She did not stop her work. She continued to recite the blood mantra that had been recited more than half.

The blood drawn from Joey's body appeared in the air bit by bit. The blood ring surrounding Joey was already dense. Joey walked towards Elos, reached out and pressed it on his head. The blood spell called "Soul-Suppressing" began to activate. All the blood ring surrounding Joey turned into silk threads, and a trace of it was injected into Elos's body.

Airos' eyes began to return to a brief tranquility. He glanced back at Joey in a daze. In addition to the lingering anger, there was also a trace of... rationality.

But this reason is just the sound of bells in dusk and cannot stop the arrival of darkness.

Joey's "Soul-Suppressing" curse lasted for less than six seconds before being swallowed up by the terrifying force that controlled Elos.

The anger burned even more violently. Elos waved his hand and pushed Joey out more than a meter away, and then rushed towards the towering tree in front of him even more crazily. His figure was not much different from the gnaw in the story, and he was overestimating his ability.

The bone knife was slashing, the shoulder blades were slamming, and the fists were waving. Airos used up all the weapons he could use. Various scars began to appear on his body. Blood flowed from his forehead to his clothes, but he ignored it. His anger had completely swallowed up his basic reason and caused him to fall into some kind of hysteria.

Joey stood behind Elos and looked at him, and also at the tree he was hitting.

No matter how stupid she is now, she should understand a basic fact, that is, this tree must have some weirdness, so that Alos will run towards this place and lose control of his emotions under the tree.

What is the key to the problem?

Joey walked around Elos to the other side of the tree. She was not in a hurry to touch or try to get closer to the tree. She was the only person who was still awake and she had to think of a way to break the deadlock.

Due to the high age of this tree, the superposition of time and the strange environment here, the characteristics of this tree are greatly different from those of ordinary trees, so Joey was unable to distinguish the type of this tree for a while.

Her elemental sequence library does not have spells to detect plants. She can only try to search for the knowledge in her brain, constantly dismantling the corresponding points, and finding the greatest possibility.

The leaves of the tree are twisted barbs, and the main part of the tree...

Joey carefully refined the characteristics of the tree.

While thinking, the tree began to change in an instant. From the canopy, all the leaves began to change their direction little by little, and began to gather into a meaningful shape. However, there was no wind or any external force involved, which meant that it was all the internal function of the tree.

A tree that changes the direction of the leaves!

Joey was alert to her heart that she remembered several familiar trees, but now she could not tell which one was from these trees.

The direction of the leaves is divided into two sides, with the left side facing down and the right side facing down. The branches also begin to follow the direction of the leaves, begin to gather, become soft and intertwined. This process is not fast, but it is solid and powerful. All changes are like planning for a long time, and they are precisely moving towards an end point.

The final shape had not yet taken shape, but suddenly a burst of inspiration broke out in Joey's mind, and she quickly ran to the place where Elos was.

"Run, this tree..."

Joey wanted to reach out and pull back Ailos, who had already hit blood.

But her fingers did not touch Elos's body. Elos began to float slowly. He was still swaying in the air and wanted to continue rushing to the tree, but it was just a weak struggle. The condensed and formed leaves began to lean against him one by one, and the green color gathered into a sea in the middle of dawn.

Joey looked up, she felt her heart beating clearly for half a beat, and what she saw before her was...

A pair of wings, this giant tree that is dozens of meters tall, all its branches and leaves condense toward both sides to form a pair of wings.

Above the bare forest, the pair of wings faced the sky, the dark yellow branches became the skeleton of the branches, and the green leaves stuck to each other little by little, becoming thick feathers.

In the middle of these wings, Alos was like a god who had reached the level of divine rank. The dawn light shone on his face, and his face was still swollen, with many bleeding wounds on his head and mouth. His back was left for Joey to see, in the middle of these vast wings, so insignificant.

The wings shook gently, and all the leaves were as if they were guided by a storm, and all of them trembled. Ailos had been continuously gathering green leaves and pushed to the highest point of the wings. He stood in the blue sky space, and countless leaves accompanied him.

At this moment, the pair of unprecedented wings flapped, and the leaves fell one after another, like pouring rain, and the sea water poured backwards. A small hill slowly piled up in front of Joey. Faced with the danger of being buried by the leaves, Joey did not dodge, stood there blankly, still looking at the sky.

Elos was flying in the sky, and behind his armpits, soles of feet, and palms, countless leaves were turning into torrents, pushing him to continue to move forward to the promised land.

The world is vast, the fiery red sun hangs among the mountains, and some people ride on the leaves and walk on the wind.

Joey recalled a description of the tree at this moment.

The earth has trapped me for many years, and its roots are deep. I regard my body as my wing and send you home.
Chapter completed!