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Moreover, under Rein's relentless disturbance, the blood flesh treant was also in extreme discomfort, its main body still hadn't completely healed from the penetrating wound caused by the high-level Divine Arts 'Sword of Judgment'.

According to the previous healing speed, it should have healed five minutes earlier.

But now, because of Rein's interference, the huge wound had only shrunk from the size of a washbasin to the size of a fist.

The underlying reason was that many of the roots that could have been used to heal the wound were cut off by Rein and scattered on the ground.

The blood flesh treant's intelligence was not low, and it knew it could not go on like this.

If this continued, it might indeed be ground to death by this little thing before it...

All of a sudden, its upper body shot up, and those fine tendrils that had been writhing inside the wound of the piercing injury all retracted at once.

The next second, the blood flesh treant faced Rein and launched into a leap followed by a death roll attack!

Rein's pupils contracted as he quickly executed a side-roll to dodge.

Just now, that was how the blood flesh treant had swallowed the lightly wounded temple Knight whole.

So, although the blood flesh treant had been using its roots to fight Rein up until now, Rein had always been on guard for this powerful move.

If this move hit directly, it would likely mean certain death!

As expected, it tried the move again.

The blood flesh treant's massive maw brushed past Rein, its huge body moving with incredible speed, carrying vast kinetic energy.

In an instant, the nearly twenty-meter long blood flesh treant streaked by like a meteor, smashing a massive hole in the sturdy white marble walls of the temple.

Dust and debris filled the air!

Additionally, Rein noticed that whenever the blood flesh treant itself began to attack, its healing completely stopped, probably due to large energy consumption or because the attack would tear at the wound.

No wonder it had not engaged in the attack with its main body before.

The blood flesh treant rose again, shaking its enormous body as if the collision with the wall had left it somewhat dizzy.

However, when it came to its senses and realized it had not hit Rein, it seemed exceedingly irate!

After reestablishing Rein's location, the blood flesh treant let out a skyward roar.

The next second, it inhaled a large breath of air, its body swelling in size, and then spat out clumps of bloody mucus from its gaping maw, spraying in all directions without a blind spot! Experience new tales on empire

This scene, akin to a volcanic eruption, nearly covered the entire temple hall, leaving Rudolph and the other two in the corner with no escape!

Facing this witchcraft-like attack from the blood flesh treant, Rudolph's face paled, regretting not having taken measures sooner.

Now, even if he and Magini used their final trump card, it would be too late!

The temple Knight Magini immediately raised his steel shield to cover Rudolph.

Lagaray, meanwhile, was crouching with her agile body, fixated on Rein with her beautiful eyes, holding a blood-rune shield in her left hand, her strong, shapely legs tensed, ready to pounce like a leopard.

Lagaray seemed poised to rush to Rein's side, ready to block the blood flesh treant's spew with her shield.

But the next second, she froze!

The same happened to the Elf transformed into an eagle on the ceiling, who was about to swoop down and use 'Hurricane Technique' to help, but she too halted her dive.

Rein, in front of the blood flesh treant, boldly stepped forward without flinching, calmly retrieving a scroll from his arms!

"I had intended to save this Sorcery Scroll 'Extreme Cold Wind' for the certification exam later, but it looks like I'll have to use it here," Rein said softly, with a hint of regret.

While talking to himself, he did not slow his movements, quickly channeling a trace of spiritual power into the 'Extreme Cold Wind' Sorcery Scroll and slightly controlling the direction of release.

Suddenly, a freezing gust of wind appeared out of nowhere, blowing over a dozen meters in front of Rein, nearly engulfing the massive blood flesh treant completely.

The next second, this frigid wind collided head-on with the bloody mucus spit out by the treant.

The power of the cold far exceeded Rein's expectations, as the bloody mucus instantly froze upon contact, falling to the ground like large chunks of ice and shattering with a 'crack'.

And it wasn't over yet; after freezing the bloody mucus, the cold gust still had enough force to head straight for the treant itself.

The recent spewing had greatly drained the blood flesh treant's energy.

It was seen gasping heavily, the wound piercing its body widened again, and aside from a few of its larger roots, the rest had fallen off.

Facing the onslaught of the extreme cold, the blood flesh treant, too slow to effectively dodge or block, was quickly covered in heavy white frost and crystals, its moving and attacking speed significantly reduced, as though it had gone from an agile monkey to a wobbly old woman nearly ninety years old.