Green vines shot out, each as thick as a wrist. Of course, compared to the barrel-like tentacles of the Poisonous Worm King, they were still quite thin.
However, these relatively slender tendrils easily wrapped around the terrifying Worm King under the surprised and amazed gazes of the two newbies.
Suddenly bound, the Poisonous Worm King let out an angry roar, twisting its body in an attempt to break free.
But no matter how it struggled, it couldn't move the vines an inch.
"Turn to ashes."
A gentle voice spoke again.
The voice carried a certain ease of a superior, as if speaking of something trivial.
Golden light suddenly gathered beneath the Poisonous Worm King, forming a mysterious and complex golden circular array etched with countless mysterious runes and patterns.
