As John watched his adversary, his mind was filled with confusion and perplexity, never having imagined this person could harbor so much malice towards him.
Sometimes, things indeed turned out to be far more complex than he had anticipated.
"I want to watch you bleed out slowly, every last drop, until you die right here," Godson said, his voice quivering with excitement as his cloak fluttered as if caught in an unseen wind.
John, with his acute senses, noticed an increasing number of vines emerging from beneath Godson’s cloak, distinct from any he had seen before.
These vines seemed to possess a life of their own, rapidly climbing over nearby windows, benches, and even the ground, all converging in an attack towards John.
Silver Tear and the others were also caught in the crossfire, with some of the vines striking them as they passed.
The two couldn’t help but gasp in shock—John noticed that their health bars had dropped by a quarter!
John’s eyes widened in disbelief.
What on earth was this thing, and why was its attack so potent? To lose a quarter of their HP in a single strike was outrageous.
Moreover, he noticed that Silver Tear and the others’ HP continued to drop steadily, marking a sinister turn in their predicament.
In the next second, he saw the green vines, snake-like, swiftly slithering towards him to attack.
John rapidly backed away, although unsure of exactly what was happening, he was certain it wasn’t anything good.
The serpents he had summoned began to intertwine slowly with the green vines.
Soon after, he watched as the vines ensnared and completely overwhelmed his summoned Thorned Rock Serpents.
Against these green plants, the serpents seemed to have no resistance at all, quickly reduced to rubble.
His expression hardened as he continued to retreat hastily.
Meanwhile, Godson’s demeanor became even more smug, the corners of his mouth curling up wildly, revealing his stark white teeth.
However, between those teeth gleamed traces of fresh red, making the sight particularly grotesque.
John also sensed that the situation was unfolding differently from what he had anticipated.
Godson seemed more excited now, eagerly anticipating something, but John did not care about that.
His primary focus was on clearing the vines from the ground.
These vile things were disgusting, and if he couldn’t eliminate them immediately, he would only face more trouble later.
The serpents had been destroyed instantly, and he had lost his fastest mount, indicating potential difficulties ahead.
However, there were no other restrictions in this place, allowing him to still enhance his abilities quickly with skills.
Was it really because there was something on him that the other desired?
But why did he keep insisting that he needed something from him?
What on him could be so enticing?
He pondered long and hard but couldn’t think of anything particularly special.
Finally, he could only conclude that if the other person also possessed divine power, then the only possibility was his own divine power!
This was the only thing they had in common, and he also felt that the Bloodthirsty Blade was exceptionally excited.
A bold hypothesis suddenly formed in John’s mind: if he could kill Godson, would that also strengthen him?
Almost instantly, he made an unconventional decision.
If certain actions were destined, he had to execute them flawlessly.
Godson charged rapidly toward John.
At the same time, John noticed that the oppressive feeling around him was intensifying.
He realized that the closer he got to Godson, the stronger the mutual suppression between them seemed to become.
However, he wasn’t sure if this sensation of suppression was directed solely at him or if it affected Godson as well.
Suddenly, an idea struck him, and he quickly closed the distance to Godson.
Sure enough, as he approached, he noticed a slight pause in Godson’s movements, as if they too became notably different.
It appeared to be effective.
As long as he could manage this mutual control with Godson, there was still hope for what came next.
Finally, without any hesitation, he rushed directly at Godson, who involuntarily stepped back.
The Bloodthirsty Blade continued to swing wildly in midair, chopping down all the surrounding vines.
Silver Tear, seeing this, was overjoyed and hurriedly signaled for the Bloodthirsty Blade to slash towards him.
However, it was as if the blade had lost control, continuing to whirl through the air, paying no heed to Silver Tear’s direction.
Silver Tear and the others dared not call out to John, growing even more worried.
If they couldn’t control the blade, then only John would be able to.
They needed to cut down all the vines in a short amount of time.