One side of the battlefield had turned into a golden Domain of Royal Power, while the other transformed into countless writhing blood-red mistletoe, and the former was continuously expanding with Byron's actions, aiming to completely expel the mistletoe from the area.
Numerous pairs of eyes from the human head fruit glared at Byron with a chilling glow, while a small rustling sound filled with clear apprehension and anger emerged from its mouth:
"Humans themselves are the greatest source of contamination in the world, the human race is the most dangerous parasite in nature.
You unrestrainedly seize nutrients to strengthen yourselves, yet never know how to repay nature.
The Sea of Origin Matter is also a part of nature's evolution, you should accept your fate, rather than defy nature's gifts time and again.
For the sake of environmental protection, you should have perished long ago!
How dare you continue to occupy a position that does not belong to you?"
