Evolve from a Tree

First, the black mist that shrouded the entire stone room dissipated, revealing the Ox-headed Panther Guardian Spirit within.    

Soon after, in a dark and spacious hall that was thousands of kilometers away, the low mumbling of prayers suddenly stopped.    

A mysterious person, who was kneeling on the ground and covered in a black robe, trembled as he climbed up from the cushion. He had no eyeballs, only two holes in his eye sockets.    

"Who is it?!"    

A circle of air wave silently exploded from his body, causing the candle on the candlelight to flicker. There were two dark red tendrils coming out from the eye sockets under the fluttering hood, at this moment, the dome and walls of the main hall appeared with a faint golden light, the spiritual light shone, and the two tentacles immediately shrunk back as if they were struck by lightning.    

As though he had been sent flying by an invisible giant fist, the black robed man's body flew through the air and smashed onto a rough looking pillar before finally coming to a stop. The black cloaked man awkwardly helped the pillar to stand up, his voice was filled with endless hatred and injustice, "Sooner or later … Sooner or later, the glory of the ancient god will descend upon this world once again! "    

"The greater picture is bound to come. In the end, I am unable to defy it." It sounded like madness, confusion, and insanity.    

The black robed man extended his left hand into his wide sleeves while his right hand held a pale, hollow bone dagger. Unexpectedly, the black robed man didn't hesitate to use the bone dagger to cut off his left pinky.    

The black robed man groaned as he tried to resist the pain. His lips began to move as he chanted an unknown incantation.    

The pinky actually appeared on the ground. A thick black smoke was ignited on his finger. When the smoke dispersed, the fingerbone on the ground had turned into an ugly, wiggling worm.    

The tip of the worm had a huge mouth filled with rows upon layers of sharp teeth. If someone was unlucky enough to be bitten, even if they didn't die, they would be forced to shed a layer of skin.    

At this moment, the faint golden inscriptions appeared once more. The black robed man didn't dare delay and carefully picked up the worm. It was as if he wasn't holding an ugly worm but some rare treasure.    

The tendrils in the depths of the black-robed man's eye sockets continuously danced, as though he couldn't wait to eat the fresh blood.    

The black cloaked man laughed strangely and unhesitatingly fed the worm into his mouth. His loose teeth were as hard as steel at this moment and it bit the hard worm into two. The green liquid splattered onto the ground and released a white mist.    

He never thought that the corrosive properties of the worm's blood would be this strong, but the black-robed man seemed to be completely unaffected. He calmly chewed the worm into pieces, and the tentacles were unable to endure anymore as they began to devour the flesh.    

Seeing the light golden light being released, the black cloaked man calmly swallowed the meat in his mouth.    

The light from the runes struck the black robed man. This time, the black robed man was knocked to the ground and did not get up for a long time. Only his heaving chest was able to prove that he was still alive.    

In a unique looking church in a small country called Ansi, a middle-aged man who wore a black robe with golden threads embroidered on the edge of his sleeves was currently conversing with a few fanatics. His face was sullen and was somewhat similar to the man named Cardhu.    

"President, the king of Ansi has rejected our proposal. The glory of the ancient god has been chosen by the ignorant and ignorant. We plead for you to give the Ansi royal family a divine punishment! "    

Just as Norley was about to say something, his expression suddenly changed as if he had sensed something. He hurriedly said a few words of advice, and under the respectful gazes of the fanatics, he walked into the underground chamber of the church.