Chapter 115: Trial Phase 1! (10)
The Stage 5 treeman stood frozen for a few seconds, its giant bark-covered body trembling with so much rage that the branches above its head actually started crackling.
Its eyes—bright molten gold—burned with pure fury, and the roots beneath its feet squirmed like living snakes, reacting to the overwhelming emotion flooding through it.
It let out another deafening roar, one so loud that even the trees surrounding the settlement seemed to flinch.
It stomped once, twice, then grabbed a chunk of the ground and flung it so far it disappeared into the sky like a meteor.
The creature then began pacing in circles, huffing and grunting, pausing every few seconds to snarl at the corpses of its fallen kin as if it couldn’t believe what had happened.
It looked around again, still hoping that maybe the little red-aura devil was just hiding behind a bush or under a mushroom or something.
But nope. Nothing. Just broken houses, burning tree bridges, and the smoldering remains of its tribe.
It roared again, this time with more frustration than rage, as if it had just lost an online game by lagging out at 99%!
Finally, unable to contain its burning wrath, it pounded its fists on the ground, sending tremors through the forest floor, and then bolted out of the settlement in a random direction, shaking the earth with every thunderous step.
It didn’t matter where it went. It just had to find him. That tiny, infuriating animal who had turned its whole world upside down in a single night.
It would rip him apart, feed him to the roots, burn his bones, plant him in the soil, and then scream at the flower that would grow from his corpse.