Evolve from a Tree

1The tattooed man, Cardhu, regained his previous indifference. He nodded and said: "You wouldn't dare, either. Alright, time is of the essence, I'll let you use this Black Demon Warblade for now. Remember, you only have one hour to move around."    0

    

Cardhu pulled out a strangely shaped black curved blade from the scabbard on his waist. On the head of the scabbard, there was an exquisite devil portrait, and on both sides of the blade, there were strange blood-red patterns engraved. There was a finger long crack on the blade, and the edge of the crack was neat and smooth.    

    

When Yano looked at the weird Black Demon Warblade, his eyes were infatuated and fanatical, mixed within his infatuation was a little bit of fear and trepidation.    

    

Obviously, this Black Demon Warblade was not as simple as it looked.    

    

Yano's face was filled with joy. He suppressed the excitement in his heart and respectfully took the Black Demon Warblade from Yano.    

    

When the mercenaries nearby heard this sound, their Qi and blood surged. Yano, who was the closest to them had a flushed face and bloodshot eyes. His eyeballs bulged out of his eye sockets like frogs.    

    

However, when Yano seemed to have expected this situation, his left hand did not hesitate to grip onto the Black Demon Warblade's sharp blade.    

    

Blood dripped down along the blade. Strangely, not a single drop fell to the ground. Instead, the blood completely soaked into the blade. A hint of blood appeared on the black blade.    

    

The others were not surprised by this scene, but they felt like they ate a lemon in their hearts. Their eyes were unmoving as they stared at Yano and the Black Demon Warblade in his hands.    

    

The Black Demon Warblade was like a vampire, there was a creepy sucking sound in the air, Yano's flushed face was pale as if he had just smeared a thick layer of white dust on it.    

    

Half of the blood in Yano's body was sucked away by the Demon Blade. His face turned paler and paler as the blood flowed away. Even standing still became a problem. Only the fervor in his eyes remained.    

    

Just as Yano's legs staggered and he was about to kneel on the ground, the demon blade finally stopped sucking in the liquid.    

    

A formless force dragged Yano, and then all the blood that was sucked by the magic blade returned to Yano's body. Yano's face was covered with black markings, and the corners of his mouth turned up, revealing sharp teeth. It made Yano's originally handsome face turn hideous and ugly.    

    

Upon closer inspection, these patterns were actually somewhat similar to the ones on the demonic blade. Yano's aura became extremely powerful, his eyes were bloodshot and his temperament also became cruel and cold. He looked like an Asura evil spirit that had walked out of hell.    

    

Just by looking at his aura, Yano actually broke through from being an ordinary person in an instant, and became a Spirit Stage!    

    

These mercenaries looked at Yano's changed appearance. Not only were they not afraid, they became even more fanatical. If looks could hurt, then that gaze could melt Yano alive!    

    

"Roar!"    

    

Yano let out a roar that didn't sound like a human's roar. His blood-red eyes stared straight at the fleeing weirdo and the Unotta person. His legs bent and he shot out. His speed was so fast that it left a blurry shadow in the air.