Evolve from a Tree

The shadow moved from high to low like a war axe, slicing through the thick fog and leaving behind a clear trail.    

This was the branch that Su Mu had separated into. The edge of the branch was sharp, and it cut off one's hair from the wind.    

Su Mu had already discovered during their previous fight that these meat thorns were extremely resistant to energy. The damage caused by the lightning strikes was not satisfactory.    

Since lightning wasn't enough, then Su Mu wouldn't be so stupid as to continue using lightning to kill.    

On the surface, he looked like a mage, but in reality, he was secretly a musician proficient in national music.    

He, Su Mu, had once made a big wish — to let every enemy hear the music that was filled with all of his feelings, to use moving music to make them feel the hatred in their hearts, to make them put down their butcher knives and start a new life.    

Su Mu thought that this Beard's appearance was too unique, so his aesthetic appearance must be different from an ordinary person's. He probably wouldn't cooperate so that he could quietly enjoy Su Mu's percussion music.    

This was impossible!    

In order to smooth change the hatred in Su Mu's heart, he had no choice but to hide it, using the fog and the lightning as a way to hide it.    

There was no malice in any of this. He believed that once this meat spike heard the beat he played, it would definitely dissolve the hatred in his heart and turn it into a useful piece for the world and society … Something.    

Bang! Bang! Bang!    

The tree branches transformed into sharp battle-axes as they madly rained down on the thorns, creating an unending rhythm.    

The spikes were like hit by a high-speed train. Their bodies were chopped into a 'V' shape as they ruthlessly smashed onto the ground, causing the ground to crack and rubble to fly everywhere.    

The spike was so engrossed in listening that it could not help but inlay itself into the crevice and let out a joyous cry.    

"Roar!"    

The four petals and mouth of the needle split open in pain and trembled non-stop. The stone eye had lost its focus due to the excessive pain and the gray light that shot out was intermittent.    

"Why are you yelling so loudly? It seems that you still hold resentment towards me. It must be that my playing time is too short and my strength is too light. This is my mistake."    

Su Mu blamed himself. Because he was lazy, he didn't get the best experience. It was his fault!    

The mistake had to be corrected!    

He, Su Mu, knew his wrongs and decided to correct them!    

"In order to make up for the mistakes I made, I will do my best this time!"    

Bang!    

Bang!    

Bang!    

Su Mu used 200% of his strength. Even though his body was quickly collapsing, Su Mu didn't stop. He still played the berserk metal music dutifully.    

The earth was groaning in pain. Roar, a sinister ravine. The gully quickly spread, and the violent, churning shockwave spread out in all directions. The shockwave lifted up a layer of the ground, and tossed it into the air, creating a deadly storm wave. It shot out in all directions at high speed, landing into another fist-sized hole in the ground.    

After being smashed so hard that they didn't even have the strength to scream, the four flower petals quietly opened their mouths like a taut bowstring. This was the result of extreme pain.    

Mouths and mouthfuls of purple liquid spurted out of its petals like it was free. It unexpectedly moved to perform as a fountain for Su Mu!    

This was the best gift the audience could give to a player like him!    

Su Mu's heart was moved, the spiritual energy in his body tilted without restraint, and it was unknown when the lightning wrapped around the spike's body again. It completely wrapped around it, and it was combined with the sharp blade battle-axe that fell from the sky for electrotherapy.    

The effect was quite perfect, and the air was filled with a burnt smell.