Without Nose Ring and Ear Ring swinging its totem pole to hold them back, the maddened dead trees suddenly posed a far greater threat to the young wizards. A dead branch slammed into the ground beside Zheng Qing, scattering a spray of colorful gravel.
The flying stones and passing branch left two shallow cuts on the wizard's cheek.
The instant the scent of blood spread, the strange colors flowing through the entire dead forest seemed to fall under a freezing spell. They froze in place, and even the dead trees stopped their frenzy and stood motionless.
"Oh, great. We're screwed."
Zheng Qing touched his cheek. Seeing the faint bloodstains on his hand, he immediately realized what would happen. Muttering, he raised his Talisman Gun, aimed at the large tree nearest them, and pulled the trigger without another word.
He had only just loaded the Talisman Bomb into the Remington's magazine, and it had yet to fill with the power of the Forbidden Curse. But a Talisman Bomb made from a Talisman of Evil Warding drawn in his blood was already immensely powerful.
A pale white ball of light left the muzzle, abruptly accelerated into a streak like lightning, and struck the tree in an instant.
Without a sound.
The tree disintegrated into dust in the white light. Deprived of their anchor, the strange colors wrapped around it tangled with the white light for a moment before both dispersed, vanishing from the wizard's sight.
To Zheng Qing, it felt as though a black hole had suddenly appeared in a world of shimmering colors. But the strange colors in the dead forest soon regained their vitality, becoming even more active than before. Like masses of flame, they writhed menacingly, engulfing the black hole again and steadily closing in on the two young