章節 83: Finally… Some Fun!

*BANG*

*BANG*

*BANG*

Arvell continued to chuck several of his homemade Molotovs at the treant, allowing the flames to engulf it.

"KYAAAAAAAAAAH!"

Some of the branches burned away, revealing a gnarled face that seemed to be carved into the tree's bark.

'It hid its face behind its branches? I guess that's the least it needs to do to camouflage itself.'

Arvell aimed one of his incendiary bombs at its opened face, causing his flaming concoction to enter its wide-open mouth.

*BOOM*

"RYAAAAAAAAH"

Flames escaped from the Treant's eyes, nose and mouth.

Almost comedically in fact.

However, its bestial cries of pain would stop anyone from laughing at its almost comical plight.

Unless the said person was named Arvell.

He had a maniacal grin plastered on his face, as he mercilessly chucked more Molotovs at the screaming treant.

It was almost like he derive some kind of sick pleasure from lighting it on fire.