Chapter 319: I’m Better
As each undead slammed into the ³of the tree, they exploded, letting out a large amount of death essence into the tree, the tree began to change.
The barks began to shrink and turn from a healthy brown to a dark grey. The moisture seemed to be gradually sucked out of it.
This change traveled from the base down to the roots and up to the branches. The leaves withered, dried, and died, before falling slowly to the ground.
So many leaves fell from the tree as vibrant green representations of life, but by the time they touched the ground, they were feeble and cracked with the slightest pressure.
The tree was dead, but it didn’t crumble to the ground, which would have destroyed all the nests that the vultures had taken time to build. Rather, the tree seemed to gain some structural toughness that made it more comfortable for Marcus to be close to.
An undead tree. Its branches had gotten pointy and jagged after becoming leafless. The roots become more coiled and intertwined underground, making it harder for any force to uproot this tree.
Marcus flew straight at the tree, basking in the new aura that the tree was giving. It felt comfortable, like he had been in the sun for too long and had finally entered an air-conditioned house.
His feet softly tapped one of the branches, his talons gripping the dried and hard pale grey wooden body. He folded his wings, hunched his back, and stared blankly into the distance.
"If you wish to follow my lead, you may return to your nests. If not, start moving," Marcus announced to the vultures still flying in the sky.
They had not dared to land, feeling the malicious aura Marcus was emitting. He had killed four elders as if he were slaughtering chickens, what more could he do?
The Vulture Tree had been completely transformed, soothing Marcus’s taste for dark or grey colors.
Hearing Marcus’s words, almost all the vultures flew back to their nests. Only fifteen had chosen to stay back in the sky, flying with dissatisfied expressions.