Chapter 594: Evil Entity - Bloodthirsty Ancient Tree
The meteor, trailing a fiery red tail, tore through the layers of dark clouds.
Bathed in the crimson moonlight, it hurtled toward the Cole Elf camp at terrifying speed.
The Cole Elf mages, eyes filled with horror, frantically poured mana into the spell array, feeling as if the heavens themselves were falling.
Led by Tigris and Kaledor, several archmages chanted obscure and resounding incantations.
As the blazing meteor, charged with incomprehensible power, tore through the war fog and slammed down—
"So this is one of the most powerful legendary spells!"
"Its casting material is unique—an unparalleled meteor!"
"The casting isn't the hardest part, but it's certainly the most ingenious!"
Matthew could even imagine how the Silverleaf family's archmage had captured a wild meteor from the vast cosmos and suspended it above the material plane.
Sadly, the final Silverleaf archmage never lived to unleash it against a worthy enemy.
Surely, he must have died with great regret!
But just as it was about to crash into the Cole Elf camp, Matthew's admiring gaze twisted into horror.
There seemed to be a living entity on the blazing meteor!
Something terrifying was riding the meteor down!
That dreadful thought barely formed in Matthew's mind—
Boom!
The deafening impact surged like a tidal wave, sweeping out in all directions.
The surrounding war fog was blown away, and the searing shockwave burst forth with a thunderous roar.
Matthew stared at the meteor, now entangled in an invisible net.
The meteor's violent descent slowed, but the force it released still surged wildly.
The shockwave alone scattered the Cole Elves like leaves in a storm.
The nearby camps were obliterated, supplies scattered, and fear gripped the hearts of all Cole Elves.
Confused and stunned, they looked blankly at the massive meteor looming above.
Hot winds licked Matthew's face. Watching from two to three kilometers away, he turned to the shocked Yaya and asked:
"Do you feel it?"
That evil, maddening will evoked twisted memories in Yaya.
Her smile vanished as she pointed at the meteor in disbelief:
"Was this thing made by the Crimson Moon?"
Matthew shook his head.
The Crimson Moon was terrifying. After unleashing the dreadful "Crimson Calamity," it had gone dormant.
During the players' active period, it remained silent.
But all divine-level beings—players and natives alike—avoided mentioning the Crimson Moon.
By chance, Matthew and Yaya had crossed paths with this horror.
Even in the presence of the Goddess of Magic, the Crimson Moon acted without restraint.
Yet Matthew didn't believe it was on the same level as the Goddess of Magic.
But it certainly didn't fear her mortal avatar!
That alone made it terrifyingly unrestrained!
As Matthew pondered the Crimson Moon's purpose, his eyes sharpened. Gazing at the descending meteor, he murmured:
"No, the Crimson Moon likely knew about this meteor—so it placed something on it..."
Before he could finish, the meteor, after ten seconds of impact, unleashed a sinister wave.
The magical net array in the Cole Elf camp rippled violently.
Then shattered completely under the energy discharge!
Boom!
The meteor struck ground, and a burning inferno exploded outward.
From the impact point, a massive body extended dense vines, wrapping itself tightly.
Boom!
A fiery storm, driven by tremors, spread outward.
Countless Cole Elves, unable to react in time, were engulfed by flames.
The blast reached hundreds of meters wide!
Devouring everything in its path!
Only scorched ashes remained.
Finally, the firestorm faded with a furious roar.
The shockwave devastated all life nearby.
Cole Elf warriors on the wall stared at their camp in horror.
They never imagined calamity would fall so quickly.
Even the Ail Elves defenders organizing the line looked dumbfounded.
What happened?
Had the Cole Elves gone completely stupid?
Seeing this, Jifan immediately ordered a counterattack.
Now wasn't the time to freeze!
Strike while they're down!
The Ail Elves warriors, sensing the Cole Elves' disaster, surged forward with renewed morale.
The Cole Elves, shaken, abandoned large sections of the wall.
The battle progress they'd fought and died for vanished in the explosion.
As the smoke cleared, Matthew clicked his tongue in regret:
"Shame... only 30,000 Cole Elves died. If that doubled, the battle would've been over."
Yaya gave him a skeptical look, then said hesitantly:
"I can feel it. That terrifying creature has been born!"
"Are the Cole Elves doomed now?"
Matthew shook his head calmly and told Jifan to continue preparing. Then he said with certainty:
"No. Don't underestimate the Cole Elves. They can handle that thing. The battle's far from over."
Yaya didn't argue but looked toward the distance with interest.
Anything touched by the Crimson Moon was always trouble.
She was curious to see what the Cole Elves would do.
The smoke fully cleared.
A terrifying crater was revealed.
The meteor that caused such destruction finally showed its true form.
Just a 10+ meter-wide gray-brown metal rock.
Beneath it, a mass of blackened charcoal writhed, sprouting eerie red tentacles.
Tigris, eyes bloodshot, staggered toward it.
Twisted voices echoed in his mind.
Tigris knew these voices well—but this time, he didn't ignore them.
Looking at the blackened corpses around the crater, he grinned madly and shouted:
"I know you're listening. Revive it. Win this war for me. All these bodies and souls will be yours!"
His words weren't just bold—they were blasphemous. Councilor Kaledor's face changed.
He never imagined Tigris, driven mad, would turn to a horrific evil entity!
Before Kaledor could stop him, greedy energy spread.
The dying plant creature extended its tentacles to the blood-colored meteor.
Its body twisted violently.
With one last cry of pain, it fell silent.
A crimson glow engulfed the war tree—it was the end of the legendary Treant.
Even its soul became food for the red monster.
From the twisted vines, withered hands emerged.
It tore through its bloody shell and slithered out.
Thin and deformed, it radiated rotting strength.
Bathed in crimson moonlight, it grew rapidly.
The half-meter creature became a four-meter twisted tree spirit.
A human-like face of agony appeared on its trunk, bloodshot eyes full of pain and hate.
Tigris, resisting the urge to tear it apart, turned and left.
He ordered nearby Cole Elves to retreat, clear the battlefield, and rescue survivors.
Corpses were to be left.
The soldiers, puzzled, obeyed.
Then they saw the twisted tree spirit devouring bodies—they looked confused and angry.
But the cries of survivors silenced them.
They turned to treating their comrades.
Thus, the monster fed freely on Cole Elf corpses.
Even lingering souls cried as they were devoured.
The tree, fused with the meteor, regrew a blood-marked form.
Watching from afar, Yaya eyed the Cole Elves with disdain.
Though young, she had seen Bay Territory rise and learned much from Matthew.
She understood—what the Cole Elves were doing was ignorant and savage.
"So this is what comes from abusing power—madness breaching the limit again and again..."
"Will the Cole Elf warriors still bleed for their kingdom after seeing this?"
"Once seeds of doubt and distrust are sown, twisted fruits will grow—and spread..."
"Heh, the most vivid lesson yet..."
Visions flickered in Yaya's eyes, like echoes from time's river.
Though her power didn't increase, she felt stronger.
With interest, she watched the monstrous being below.
She reported everything to Matthew.
"A war tree's corpse?"
"Bloody vine tentacles?"
"A physical twisted tree spirit?"
"Feeding on corpses to grow—but no visible mutation?"
"..."
With this intel, Matthew guessed their next opponent—
Bloodthirsty Evil Spirit!
A monster with a flexible challenge rating!
It parasitizes corpses, spawning optimal minions to gather blood and souls.
Its strength ties directly to its victims.
Even its new spawn carry the memories and data of the devoured.
Without heads or hearts, they're harder to kill.
The early stage is the easiest to deal with.
Once its army forms, it becomes a living catastrophe.
After devouring enough, the original spirit undergoes a horrifying evolution—
Becoming a demi-god undead entity—Blood Fiend!
And the tree rising from the crater—that was the true body: Bloodthirsty Ancient Tree!
It resembled the War Tree—like an armored treant.
But its bark was covered in glowing red tattoos, pulsing as it issued commands.
As it devoured flesh, it eyed the gathered Cole Elves with half-lidded hunger.
It wasn't picky—but it preferred fresh, twitching meat!
To Matthew's surprise, he instantly identified it:
Bloodthirsty Ancient Tree
Type: Evil Spirit - Mutated Corpse Fiend.
Size: ???
Weight: ???
Challenge Rating: 23+, Commander!
Feats: ???
Skills: ???
Attributes: ???
Luck: -5 (Doomed Fate)
Evaluation: Unlucky fool!
Matthew twitched slightly, staring at the gleefully growing "unlucky sap," already picturing the word DEATH on its forehead.
"You think feeding on Cole Elves comes cheap?"
"Sigh, these new evil spirits are so naive..."