The blood quietly flowed across the ground.
Although this blood belonged to the deceased, for some mysterious reason, even though it had left the human body, it continued to flow across the ground with a strange vitality, maintaining its liveliness.
Even more terrifying was that this blood flow was not just a shallow gully; it formed an enormous and incredibly intricate Formation!
This Formation was not devised by Xivilo.
This Formation had long existed; he merely activated it and poured blood into it.
Now, ninety percent of the Formation was filled with blood. It only needed the final ten percent.
And for this final ten percent, he chose to use the blood of the Elf Forest to fill it!
"The Tree of Life of the Elf Race, truly a troublesome thing!" After a lengthy battle, having not been able to slay Daphne, Xivilo was filled with immense irritation.
