Deep in the shadows underground, the cries of warfare, the clashing of weapons, and the roar of thunder filled the air, incessant and endless.
The earth continued to shift, writhe, and churn.
Beside Mu Yuan, there were tree roots thicker than his whole body, bursting from the ground, growing leaves, the leaves carrying a trace of bloody red, casting the vast Tree Realm in an eerie and bloodthirsty light.
"This is normal, isn't it?"
"After all, the War Tree Men, with the prefix 'war,' what's wrong with a bit more bloodshed in a fight?"
Mu Yuan assumed it was due to his limited knowledge.
Which troops are not good at fighting? Even those delicate flower fairies can rip apart a goblin with their hands once their level reaches high enough.
The All-Woods Realm... or the so-called bloody Tree Realm, continued to grow.
It turned the killed monsters into nutrients to grow more roots, and these roots in turn strangled more monsters.
Like a rolling blood ball.
