Head-carrying Sword, Then Turned and Ran

That seemingly joking remark successfully made Judgment freeze up.

Bai Zhi did not particularly care whether Judgment froze up or not. What he cared about was that he had somehow been docked one Game Coin... Since when had he said he wanted to bet a dollar with it!?

This was robbery!!

Although that state only lasted less than three seconds on Judgment, without Judgment's suppressive force, the Stitched Monster that had originally been unable to move quickly recovered.

Before the Shadow Puppet could lock onto its figure again, the ground beneath it trembled slightly. Thousands of extremely thin root tendrils quietly burst from the earth, spreading and climbing over the Shadow Puppet's body without reservation.

As if they possessed life, those root tendrils invaded through every opening. The barbed vines pierced into the Shadow Puppet with a thirst for blood... and then absorbed absolutely nothing.

The Shadow Puppet was essentially an empty shell. It had no Internal Organs, no flesh, and no blood. It could be killed, but trying to drain blood from it was basically Arabian Nights.

As for the vines that entered its body through its nostrils or ears, they sank into a mass of invisible darkness. After searching for quite a while, they failed to find anything like Internal Organs or a brain.

Just as the Shadow Puppet was about to be strangled by the vines and roots, its body transformed into a Flowing Shadow in an instant, then spontaneously gathered together again some distance away.

"Plant manipulation... So West Pavilion Gardener really wasn't the only one with it?"

Looking at the vines and roots rapidly multiplying in the distance, Bai Zhi's expression darkened.

Over on Fireworks of Romance's side, because of the interference from those roots and vines, the Stitched Monster had already charged to within