CHAPTER 927 EVIL MANDRAGORA

"What's going on? Is it possible that the Blood Ganoderma Lucidum is still, at this very moment,

growing?" someone blurted out. The five of them were not able to contain their amazement upon

seeing it.

Moreover, this alteration made them feel the invisible pressures and life threats. On top of that, they

seemed to have involuntarily surrendered themselves to the Blood Ganoderma Lucidum's control.

With this, they felt that the blood in their bodies was about to burst out of their veins. And just like what

they had witnessed before, the Blood Ganoderma Lucidum absorbed Killer No. 1's blood.

"Ricky, why is it that I have an ominous premonition that blood is necessary for the Blood Ganoderma

Lucidum to grow and develop?" asked Soar in a low voice as he struggled using his powers to resist

the unseen attraction that hovered over all of them.

"In that case, you're not the only one. I also have an ominous premonition," Ricky replied in a deep

voice. "And it is a very strong premonition."

"With this, we must take extra precaution," Jasper butted in as to remind them as well.

During this time, they had no time to care about the Holy Water being absorbed. Their priority was

learning about where the threat that they had felt came from.

At the same time, the change of the Blood Ganoderma Lucidum had finally come to an end right after

absorbing all the Holy Water and the blood of Killer No. 1.

The Blood Ganoderma Lucidum was getting larger exponentially, with a height of five meters at this

time. Originally coupled with a bloody color of energy around it, it somehow appeared to be covered in

black blood, which reeked of evil. And right at that moment, it seemed that the sense of danger that

they had felt came exactly from this black blood appearance.

The Blood Ganoderma Lucidum used to spread pure and natural blood vitality. However, ever since

some changes took place, it now spread bloody and murderous blood vitality.

To be more specific and thorough, the Blood Ganoderma Lucidum was no longer a Blood Ganoderma

Lucidum for its appearance had also changed greatly. All of a sudden, a black flower bloomed on the

fan-shaped Ganoderma Lucidum.

The black flower had five petals, each of which looked like a world that was filled with negativity and

toxicity—ominous auras and overflowing killing intent, and death.

"It seems that it has changed into another Treasure from Heaven and Earth rather than the Blood

Ganoderma Lucidum. But I have never seen such a kind of Treasure from Heaven and Earth. And

besides, it also seems quite weird," Henry commented.

"So, do you know what kind of flower it is?" Ricky asked in a hushed voice.

Right at that moment, even though the inner hall had already settled down, he still felt uneasy with how

the black flower looked like and felt like.

"I don't know. A lot of flowers have five petals which kind of makes them look like one another. But with

this one...I wasn't even able to recognize it at first sight! I can't believe that I'm so unfamiliar with it,"

Jasper said in a hushed voice.

"It's just too hard to describe. Even the aura of the flower and the power it spreads are so different, so

weird. I have never seen anything like it! In fact, it seems that it does not belong anywhere here in our

continent."

"What the hell is that flower? It's just so odd. On top of that, it grew from the Blood Ganoderma

Lucidum!" Ricky asked, still stunned about the flower's existence.

"If my hunch is right, then this flower must be the Evil Mandragora. If it has grown into its own psychic

intelligence, we all have to die today!" Nestor said in a serious tone. His eyes were filled with fear.

Much more afraid and worried than the rest of them, Nestor panicked and even thought that he would

die very soon, like he had a countdown timer waiting for his death.

"Wait, can you slow down a bit? What exactly do you mean by that, Nestor?" Ricky asked.

"Ricky, I hate to break it to you, but what he said is right!" Tina said as she joined the conversation.

Everyone's heart sank to their lowest. Then, they all shifted their gaze at Nestor while they all bore the

anxiety in their hearts.

"A lot of treasures are being auctioned at the Luxurious Chamber of Commerce, and so we have

collected a lot of information about the said treasures," Nestor said. Being the only one with enough

knowledge about the topic, he felt that he was obligated to share what he knew about the mysterious

treasure.

"There is a kind of Treasure from Heaven and Earth called the mandragora flower, which is a growing

type of Treasure from Heaven and Earth. That is to say, its grade varies with the change in its own size.

The function of the original energy doesn't matter for this kind of flower."

"Wow, I never knew something so amazing!" Ricky and the others said with so much amazement in

their tone.

It should be known that the grade of any Treasure from Heaven and Earth was fixed from the beginning

of their growth. Without the original energy or other higher-grade energy, there would not be any

changes to their grade.

However, the mandragora flower could have different grades all to be determined by its growing size.

How could they not be dumbfounded by such a precious Treasure from Heaven and Earth?

"As for the mandragora flower, it only grows in one place— the Blood Ganoderma Lucidum. It is said

that the older the Blood Ganoderma Lucidum is, the bigger the mandragora flower grows, and the

higher its grade is," Nestor then continued.

"Shit! How luxurious this is! It grows on the Blood Ganoderma Lucidum! Oh, that makes me want my

Blood Ganoderma Lucidum back!" Soar said with disappointment in his tone.

"Nestor, just one more question. Since the mandragora flower grows on the Blood Ganoderma

Lucidum, its function must be much greater than that of the Blood Ganoderma Lucidum's, right?"

Jasper asked.

"You are absolutely right about that. In that case, it must be more precious than the Blood Ganoderma

Lucidum!" Soar excitedly replied as if he had forgotten the oddity of the mandragora flower.

"But, before you do anything else, you should listen to me first. You will eventually know what I mean,"

Nestor continued.

"There are two kinds of mandragora flowers growing on the Blood Ganoderma Lucidum. One is called

the Divine Mandragora which is pearly white, and the other is called the Evil Mandragora, drenched in

the color of black blood."

"Oh, I see. So this is the Evil Mandragora. With the 'evil' meaning, it must be ominous by nature," Ricky

uttered.

"Yes, you got that right. This is, indeed, the Evil Mandragora," said Nestor.

"Rumor has it that the Divine Mandragora can help people communicate with the legendary residence

of the holy beings. Moreover, the Evil Mandragora can help people communicate with the dead place of

the devils."

"Wait, the land of the holy beings and the devils?" Jasper and the others asked as they were all

surprised at what Nestor had said about the flower's function.

"However, these are just rumors. I still don't know if they are true," Nestor countered.

"But it doesn't matter right now. The point is that the mandragora flower have its own psychic

intelligence. If it really has the psychic intelligence, then it must keep on absorbing energy. And there This belongs to : ©.

are only two ways for it to absorb energy."

"What are the two ways?" Ricky suddenly asked in a low voice.

"One way is through the divine power, which is the legendary power cultivated by the holy beings,"

Nestor said. "And the other way is to devour blood. The blood can be of any living being, but must be

fresh.

If it is, indeed, the Divine Mandragora, then it will not devour the blood because its psychic intelligence

is justice. But now what we have is the Evil Mandragora. Compared to the divine power, it prefers the

blood and would even keep devouring it more.

I think that I have explained it all to you very well. Now you already know where that sense of threat

comes from."

Right after hearing such a lengthy lecture about the flower and its oddities, all the people suddenly

turned gloomy as they were all disappointed at the Evil Mandragora's function. With crumpled faces of

sadness, they all took a glance at the Evil Mandragora.

Meanwhile, after everything that they had learned, there was only one thought in their mind—all of

them hoped that this Evil Mandragora would not have the psychic intelligence. This was because that

even with the simplest power of the bloody barrier, the Evil Mandragora could kill them easily.