Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
"I'm back."
After being released by Alice, the little treant remained in a daze by the lake for some time. Then, he hurriedly returned to the settlement and voiced his return so that the other treants didn't think he had stumbled into the lake and drowned.
It wasn't strange for a treant to take their time returning after getting a drink from the lake, so the other treants in the settlement didn't think much about the little treant's slow return. However, when they glanced at the returning little treant, they couldn't help but be startled. This was because they noticed obvious burn marks on the little treant's head.
It wasn't raining currently, so there shouldn't be any risks of a lightning strike. Temperatures in the Kalu Forest's central region were also moderate due to the lush foliage here. So, logically, it shouldn't be possible for the little treant to catch fire.
Upon seeing this unexpected sight, the other treants immediately tensed up and gathered around the little treant.
"What happened with your head?" The person who spoke was the oldest treant in the settlement. The old treant had already lived for thousands of years, so unlike the younger treants, he remained relatively calm even after seeing the little treant's burnt head. Then, in a low voice, he asked, "Did you encounter something while you were getting a drink?"
"I don't remember. I only remember drinking from the lake. Then, just as I was about to leave, I lost consciousness," the little treant said in a depressing tone. Then, while touching his shrunken and burnt head, he continued, "My head was already like this when I regained my senses."
"Could this have something to do with the human who came here a few months ago, Elder?" another treant who looked relatively ancient asked as he looked at the oldest treant. Although the treants had a tiny population, seniority still existed among them. Meanwhile, they regarded the oldest treant as their elder. "Ever since that human appeared, the air and mana in the forest have also seemed to be pollute
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