Chapter 54: Sauron Turns Into Wood

"What happened?"

Walking up to the lacquer tree man Soran,

Sauron's face on the tree trunk was becoming dim, and his outline gradually merged with the trunk lines. It was difficult to see the specific appearance of this face.

The blood line on the ground bypassed the lacquer tree man Soran directly.

No matter what, the lacquer tree man Soran was a blood lacquer tree. Normally, the blood lines would gather near the blood lacquer tree, but now only a small amount of blood lines were connected to the roots of the blood lacquer tree.

Horn noticed something wrong, "Poor Soran, is he going to become an ordinary lacquer tree?"

Sauron's blurred face on the bark slowly opened his eyes, "Sir Horn, are you going to eat me?"

Horn thought about it and thought that this guy might be scared.

Sauron continued to say weakly, "I, I, I can't die yet. I want to go back to see Enya. Please, Sir Horn, I will take you to the big tree. As long as you go to the big tree, you will definitely find a way to leave."

Big tree?

This is the first time I heard of this thing.

You're almost dying and you're telling me this?

The lacquer tree Soran has a lot of secrets, but this guy is always full of malice towards the devil, but fear covers up the disgust.

Horn can feel it keenly,

I thought that if Soran didn't want to tell some secrets, then forget it, just eat it directly, anyway, he has no interest in knowing.

However, it must be taken seriously when it comes to the method of leaving.

After a little thought,

Horn changed his appearance and said gently: "Poor human Soran, how can I, Horn, bear to hurt humans with faith?"

Hearing these words, Soran's weak face seemed to regain a little vitality,

and there were a few more blood lines connected to the roots of the tree.

Horn continued, "I was just trying to scare you before. Hahaha, I, Horn, never intended to eat you. We agreed to walk out of the tar land together. We are friends, aren't we?"

"Friendship is the most precious."

"For your Enya, you must live well!!"

"Come on, Soren!"

"I will always stand by you."

Horn said all the good things he could say in his life.

The lacquer tree man Soren was in a very strange state at the moment. After hearing these good words, his emotions gradually stabilized, and the outline of the human face on the bark became much clearer than before.

"Strange lacquer tree." Horn was surprised.

He had a guess in his mind.

Perhaps the blood lacquer tree and the lacquer tree are essentially the same creature. The lacquer tree that loses its faith and collapses its belief will become an ordinary tree. The lacquer tree that is supported by faith and will not lose its mind will absorb blood and become a blood lacquer tree.

It is difficult to study the specifics.

Horn is just guessing and has no intention of going into the details. What he needs to do now is to stabilize the lacquer tree man Soran, whose life force is fading, at least so that he doesn't die before telling himself the location of the "big tree".

Sauron regained some spirit,

but once despair and collapse come, it is difficult to drive them out of his mind, especially when negative emotions overwhelm the faith in his heart.

For a long time, Soran's pillar of support has been his family,

which is the only light in his heart, preventing him from sinking into darkness, supporting his belief in survival and trying to leave this land.

The hope represented by family affection and the despair brought by loneliness have reached a delicate balance.

The balance was broken with the appearance of Horn.

Even Soran himself did not realize that killing him was not the fear of the spider demon Horn, but the fear of the future. Such a powerful spider demon was trapped in the black land, how could I escape;

A powerful demon almost died outside, how could I go back alive; demons are hated by the Hermes people, and I am not a demon; will the family welcome a demon; do they still remember me?

Countless negative thoughts are like seeds, which quickly take root and sprout in Soran's heart under the operation of the rules of this land, and erode his heart, which is already on the edge of vulnerability, into pieces without Soran noticing.

Once the darkness finds a gap, it will continue to attack.

Soran had collapsed.

Horn felt that the vitality of the "prey" began to drain away immediately after a brief recovery.

"A last gasp?" Horn was anxious and shouted, "Hey, brother Soran, wake up, why are you suddenly dying again?"

"Don't doze off, don't close your eyes."

"Believe in the future, believe that tomorrow will be better!!"

Horn wanted to give first aid, but he couldn't come up with any means to treat the lacquer tree man. After all, he didn't understand what was going on.

At the critical moment,

he lifted his limbs and cut off a branch of the lacquer tree man Soran.

The branch that originally contained blood had now become woody and was turning into ordinary wood. Only a little blood could be seen between the branches.

However, chopping branches still has some effect.

The pain made the lacquer tree man Soran open his eyes a little.

Taking advantage of the brief lucidity, Horn quickly asked: "Soran!! Tell me where the big tree is! What kind of big tree is that!"

"Demon!!" Soran said weakly: "Please listen to Soran's last request."

Horn: "Tell me, tell me, any request is fine, just tell me the location of that weird big tree."

"Keep going in that direction."

Shoren turned the branch and gently pointed in a direction, recalling: "I met a stone tablet and flowers."

Horn: "What? Can you explain it more clearly?"

What stele, what flower.

Soran was already a candle in the wind, unable to hear the question from the spider demon Horn.

His eyes were sluggish, and he said intermittently: "I am the descendant of the Aeled family. If Mr. Horn can leave the black land, please tell my wife that Soran Aeled has always loved him and never regretted it."

Horn: "Oh, it's time, and you are still in love. Okay, no problem, where is the tree? Where is the tree?"

Sorran seemed to be talking to himself, "And my son, please protect him."

Horn was speechless, "You let the demon protect your family? Are you kidding me? Do you know me well? Tell me the location of the tree."

"My family's name is. "

Sauron stopped talking at this point, and kept repeating: "Called" "Called" "Called"

Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes as he spoke, and Soran said in an extremely anxious voice: "No, I forgot the names of my family, ah, I forgot their names, what should I do! What should I do! ! I can't remember, what should I do!"

He became more and more anxious as he spoke,

Weaker and weaker,

In the end, only confusion remained, and the lacquer tree man muttered to himself blankly: "Who am I?"

After saying this,

the face on the bark completely fell into a stagnation, Soran's face completely disappeared, and only the thick tar flowing on the bark was dripping.

"Your name is Soran. "