Foggy Canyon.
Led by the Weird Bride, Luo Fan and the others continued deeper in. At last, in the deepest part of the canyon, they saw a large tree.
It looked like a banyan tree, but its leaves were black, and its branches and trunk were scarlet.
The tree stood well over ten meters tall. Beneath its roots lay a pool of blood, with all its roots submerged in it. An incredibly heavy scent of blood wafted from the pool, foul beyond compare.
But beneath the tree, a humanoid Weird sat quietly with his back to them.
"Heeheehee, someone really has come to die and deliver nutrients to the Evil Blood Banyan King Tree."
Sensing their arrival, the Weird sitting quietly beneath the Banyan King Tree suddenly spoke with a giggle.
His heart lurched!
Hearing the Weird speak, Luo Fan's heart lurched. He could talk?
Didn't that make him a Rule-Type Weird?
"Luo Fan, how many Rule-Type Weirds have you encountered now?" Han Shanzhong suddenly asked from beside him, unsure whether to laugh or cry.
When he had first joined the Hope Convoy, Luo Fan had mentioned encountering Rule-Type Weirds several times. And now, after so little time, he had encountered another one-uh, no, two?
After all, strictly speaking, the Weird Bride counted as a Rule-Type Weird too, didn't she?
"This should be Luo Fan's fifth, right?" Niu Dagang silently counted them up before offering an explanation.
"We've run into a Rule-Type Weird, and you two actually have the leisure to chat?" Lin Feifei complained to them, unsure whether to laugh or cry.
Although the Weird Bride was also a Rule-Type Weird, and terrifyingly powerful at that, when two Rule-Type Weirds met, it was hard to say which would be stronger.
At Lin Feifei's words, both Niu Dagang and Han