Selma Payne's POV:
The pine trees seemed to have taken root too deeply in the wilderness. If they were removed by force, it would only harm Frank's spiritual world.
This was a problem, but it also benefited me.
I was afraid it would be a waste of time to devour the pine trees one by one. Now that they were connected, it was convenient for me to kill them all at once.
He pressed his hands on the pine tree, and a familiar strange power surged toward the dead tree like a stream. A few seconds later, all the dead trees within a few dozen meters were covered by New Flow. They screamed and trembled, trying to escape from the danger. However, the roots that stuck to them became the curse of their death. They couldn't move at all and could only obediently accept my devouring.
These curses tasted like chocolate that tasted like coal ash, both delicious and unpalatable. I kept devouring the dead wood, leaving a bottomless hole where the food disappeared.
