Antonio Alexan quickly ate the fruit.
"Delicious. I wonder what kind of fruit you'll become. It'll be ten thousand times better than that worthless fool's."
Antonio Alexan looked at Werther hungrily, as though he wanted to swallow him whole.
"Heh. I'm curious too—how much life force can you give me?"
The trees stopped spreading. In less than three minutes, Mary Geoise had changed from a city of castles into a dense forest.
"Come on. In my kingdom, I'm invincible."
Antonio Alexan laughed. The surrounding trees grew at a furious pace, spreading toward Werther.
Werther leaped onto a high treetop.
Antonio Alexan's strategy was obvious: use this vast forest to wear Werther down, then kill him.
Werther was a swordsman. Of course he would choose to fight his enemy up close. He charged straight at Antonio Alexan.
The trees surged. Countless branches twisted together into a giant arm. Its hand was the size of a house, and Werther grew wary. He sensed danger in that arm. He could not let it catch him.
Clang!
A sword's cry rang skyward. With a casual swing, Werther shattered a mass of trees.
A wave of sword aura more than ten meters wide flew toward the branch arm.
Crash! Trees were severed in great numbers, but, astonishingly, the arm was not cut through. The strike had only split most of it open.
Crack, crack, crack!
The branches grew back at once. The arm returned to its original shape and reached for Werther again.
"Blood Asura: Ejection!"
The muscles in Werther's legs swelled slightly. Then he drove his feet into the treetop with all his strength.
Boom!
The tree beneath him exploded into powder. A ring of air burst outward around Werther as he shot toward Antonio Alexan like a cannonball.
Seated on his throne of