Chapitre 194: A Second Town

Similar to the last two days, Adam woke up and marched into the forest. Ruthless and unstoppable, he clawed through the tall trees, coating them bright red.

Magical beasts howled in agony, and birds flapped their wings frantically to the horizon, cawing their dread to alert every forest dweller—death sent its champions to shatter their peaceful haven.

Yet, what could mere warnings do when his eyes scrutinised the fiery depictions of their dwellings on the demonic map?

That's what a colony of treants learned the hard way when he stormed their habitats. Flames rained, reducing them to stacks of cinders blown by the fresh wind. But he was only starting.

After the camps came the lords. And those living in this forest seemed peculiar.

Now he smirked at one of them, his firm finger pointed at his elegant wooden walls. Yet, their delicate engravings, or ten meters in height, didn't matter when his voice rumbled like thunder.