Chapter 52: Forbidden Zone Quest
"Hahaha, and just to make matters worse..." noticing the Abyssal Rot Eternal Flower seemingly moving from its previous position, with the hundred-petaled flower standing at the very top of it facing the sun, Azrael couldn’t help but mock his own luck once again, his target turning what he can only suppose as its face towards his direction.
Surprisingly, despite its titanic size, the monster moves pretty nimbly compared to other creatures of its size, only taking a few moments to turn the face of its flower towards Azrael, who shivered the moment he saw its actual appearance, not due to terror, but rather due to its beauty.
If one were to search every single living biome on Earth for what can be crowned as the most beautiful flora of all, then they would probably need to rely not on hard work, knowledge or experience but rather on sheer, absurd dumb luck, as that is just how plenty of a candidate there is for such a title.
However, no matter how beautiful those flora on Earth is or how beautiful they will ever be, there’s just no comparison when they stand in front of this gigantic flower seemingly reigning supreme over its own domain, the asymmetrical, but mysteriously still perfectly arranged order of its petals as it spreads out from its core all the way down to its stem will make everyone marvel in its beauty, a beauty that will make them think that they are looking at the universe itself through it.
This peculiar charm that this flora has is something so effective that even Azrael who prides himself that his mental fortitude is probably the highest among all of the ascenders even including the ones who are on a higher floor than him, falls into its charms, rendering his body useless as he just stood there like a log, all while a black fog coming out of the flower already starts inching its way towards him.
Finally realizing that he had fallen into a trap after a few moments of being mesmerized on the spot, the young man snaps out of his reverie as he swung the sword in his hand, flinging whatever it is that is coming his way, assuming that this black fog is the Abyssal Rot that those humans turned into amalgam are talking about.
"Tsk tsk tsk, quite the impatient fellow, aren’t you?" creating distance between him and the Abyssal Rot Eternal Flower, Azrael leaps up and lands himself on a tall tree just so he can take a better look of this monster’s entirety, making him feel such child-like wonder as despite the terrifying nature of this monster, its appearance is still something that is quite comical, its body like a tulip sprouting from the ground rather than a vine like a rose.