Chapter 306: Harvest

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With a height of 50 meters and thickness of about 25 meters, branches that are as thick as a grown man's arm, pitch black leaves, pulsing roots and a core which pulsed with dark purple energy, the Withering Dream Tree is finally a couple steps away from Raven. 

The rain of thorns had finally stopped, its roots remained still and it no longer reanimated any dead beast. It was like time stopped, it was as if the tree was waiting for what Raven will do next. 

Raven took a deep breath and walked slowly towards the tree. The suspended vines and roots started moving once more, seemingly anxious as they watch him move closer. He remained impassive to its reactions. Instead, he fueled his voice with his Chaos Force and said:

"There's no need for violence any further." Raven's voice sounded archaic, specially when speaking the Elven tongue. "You acted on self defense, I did too. I hope it ends there."