As John watched his adversary, his mind was filled with confusion and perplexity, never having imagined this person could harbor so much malice towards him.
Sotis, things indeed turned out to be far more complex than he had anticipated.
"I want to watch you bleed out slowly, every last drop, until you die right here," Godson said, his voice quivering with excitent as his cloak fluttered as if caught in an unseen wind.
John, with his acute senses, noticed an increasing number of vines erging from beneath Godson’s cloak, distinct from any he had seen before.
These vines seed to possess a life of their own, rapidly climbing over nearby windows, benches, and even the ground, all converging in an attack towards John.
Silver Tear and the others were also caught in the crossfire, with so of the vines striking them as they passed.
The two couldn’t help but gasp in shock—John noticed that their health bars had dropped by a quarter!
John’s eyes widened in disbelief.
What on earth was this thing, and why was its attack so potent? To lose a quarter of their HP in a single strike was outrageous.
Moreover, he noticed that Silver Tear and the others’ HP continued to drop steadily, marking a sinister turn in their predicant.
In the next second, he saw the green vines, snake-like, swiftly slithering towards him to attack.
John rapidly backed away, although unsure of exactly what was happening, he was certain it wasn’t anything good.
The serpents he had summoned began to intertwine slowly with the green vines.
Soon after, he watched as the vines ensnared and completely overwheld his summoned Thorned Rock Serpents.
Against these green plants, the serpents seed to have no resistance at all, quickly reduced to rubble.
His expression hardened as he continued to retreat hastily.
anwhile, Godson’s deanor beca even more smug, the corners of his mouth curling up wildly, revealing his stark white teeth.
However, between those teeth glead traces of fresh red, making the sight particularly grotesque.
John also sensed that the situation was unfolding differently from what he had anticipated.
Godson seed more excited now, eagerly anticipating sothing, but John did not care about that.
His primary focus was on clearing the vines from the ground.
These vile things were disgusting, and if he couldn’t eliminate them imdiately, he would only face more trouble later.
The serpents had been destroyed instantly, and he had lost his fastest mount, indicating potential difficulties ahead.
However, there were no other restrictions in this place, allowing him to still enhance his abilities quickly with skills.
John pulled a vial of speed-enhancing potion from his backpack and quickly consud it.
Instantly, his speed increased by 30%.
Despite a 5% deduction, the net gain of 25% was significant.
His movents beca much faster.
Godson’s gaze was icy as he stared intently at John, as if trying to bore a hole through him.
John realized that as long as he maintained high speed, he would not be hard by the vines.
Moreover, if he remained unhard, Godson would not receive any bonuses from his suffering.
This realization slightly eased his mind, and he further accelerated.
He could feel the Bloodthirsty Blade becoming extrely excited.
It seed to vibrate as if sensing sothing.
Suddenly, John took out the Bloodthirsty Blade, and in the next instant, it slipped from his control, dancing wildly in the air.
John was taken aback.
Honestly, he had never seen the blade so animated; what was happening? This was entirely unexpected.
Then he noticed the blade slicing through the air, its movents seemingly driven by excitent.
It effortlessly severed the vines on the windows in an instant.
John was dumbfounded.
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When they had previously attempted to use this skill, they could not damage the vines at all, but now, with just a light slash, the blade had cut through them.
John quickly realized that because he possessed divine power, and this so-called Godson also had divine power, they naturally counteracted each other.
However, his divine power seed sowhat different from that of the other person.
He had heard that this man could hear the will of the gods.
Honestly, that was completely absent in his case; he never understood how that worked, but he could clearly sense that the man was extrely excited.
"Once I kill you, I can absorb your power, and I will beco the strongest person in the world. No one will be able to stop ," Godson’s deanor appeared to be edging towards madness, and he beca even more exhilarated.
A chill went through John’s heart.
He couldn’t quite understand why the man would say such things.
Was it really because there was sothing on him that the other desired?
But why did he keep insisting that he needed sothing from him?
What on him could be so enticing?
He pondered long and hard but couldn’t think of anything particularly special.
Finally, he could only conclude that if the other person also possessed divine power, then the only possibility was his own divine power!
This was the only thing they had in common, and he also felt that the Bloodthirsty Blade was exceptionally excited.
A bold hypothesis suddenly ford in John’s mind: if he could kill Godson, would that also strengthen him?
Almost instantly, he made an unconventional decision.
If certain actions were destined, he had to execute them flawlessly.
Godson charged rapidly toward John.
At the sa ti, John noticed that the oppressive feeling around him was intensifying.
He realized that the closer he got to Godson, the stronger the mutual suppression between them seed to beco.
However, he wasn’t sure if this sensation of suppression was directed solely at him or if it affected Godson as well.
Suddenly, an idea struck him, and he quickly closed the distance to Godson.
Sure enough, as he approached, he noticed a slight pause in Godson’s movents, as if they too beca notably different.
It appeared to be effective.
As long as he could manage this mutual control with Godson, there was still hope for what ca next.
Finally, without any hesitation, he rushed directly at Godson, who involuntarily stepped back.
The Bloodthirsty Blade continued to swing wildly in midair, chopping down all the surrounding vines.
Silver Tear, seeing this, was overjoyed and hurriedly signaled for the Bloodthirsty Blade to slash towards him.
However, it was as if the blade had lost control, continuing to whirl through the air, paying no heed to Silver Tear’s direction.
Silver Tear and the others dared not call out to John, growing even more worried.
If they couldn’t control the blade, then only John would be able to.
They needed to cut down all the vines in a short amount of ti.
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