The grapevine grew quiet. Aubert de Villaine seemed to be deep in thought. After a long moment, he spoke in a low voice. "In order to defeat Henri Jayer, I have used countless methods. Do you see the fruit of my tree?
This is the fruit of wine that I brewed with my heart and three hundred years of understanding.
Every single one of them is pure wine. Since you've tasted Henri's Cros Pars, then I'd like to invite you to taste the fruit.
Let's see if I've surpassed him. "
Lan Jue hadn't expected him to suddenly change the subject. Just then, the three vines reached out in their direction.
The fruit of this particular grape was different from that of the average vine. Normal vines produced bunches of grapes, but this one was a single grape. Each one was the size of a baby's fist, and shone like amethyst. Just looking at it made one want to take a bite out of it.
The three of them plucked the grape beads that were placed in their hands. Immediately, the fragrance of the wine wafted over. It was an extremely fragrant aroma. As it drifted into their nostrils, it immediately made them feel intoxicated.
Unconsciously, they brought the grapes in front of them. They took a bite, but there was no flesh inside. Instead, the juice rushed into their mouths. It was like drinking a mouthful of wine.
In an instant, that rich aroma filled their taste buds, intensely stimulating every cell in their mouths. That extreme aroma caused the three of them to widen their eyes involuntarily. They felt as if their entire bodies had just been distilled by this mellow aroma. Chang Feng Yue Xue.
Lan Jue and the Pauper swayed. Their vision blurred, and as soon as the wine entered their throats, they felt the world spin around them.
It was a drunken stupor.
But …
At their level of cultivation.
Even if they'd been drinking a lot of alcohol, they shouldn't have gotten drunk!
The Wine Master was the only one who hadn't moved. However, his expression had changed. He could see that both Lan Jue and the Wine Master's skin had taken on a purple hue. It was the same shade of purple that had appeared on the grapevine.
"There's something wrong with the grapes!"
The Wine Master knew what was going on. He waved his right hand, and the Cosmagus appeared in his grasp.
"It's useless.
Every single grape.
I used my own laws and life force to condense them, so they are at least equivalent to a thousand liters of fine wine.
Good grapes needed good fertilizer, and there was nothing better than human fertilizer.
Since you've discovered this place, then stay here forever.
Perhaps you won't pass out, but how much of your strength will you be able to use? "Aubert de Villaine said coldly.
As he spoke, he waved his grapevine fiercely upwards, uprooting the giant tree. Within the dense purple light, the giant tree's body was uprooted.
It gradually took on a human form. However …
The surface of his skin was still as dry as tree bark, and he actually looked like a Treant.
The Wine Master's skin was beginning to turn purple. He heaved a long sigh. "Lan Jue was right. You're not as good as Jayer because of your heart.
You're too eager for quick success, so there's no way for you to concentrate on brewing wine.
Therefore, no matter how talented you are, you will never become the best God of Wine. "
A silver light sprang up around him, enveloping him, Lan Jue, and the Pauper.
Outside the barrier of light, the world changed. Grapevine after grapevine sprang up from the ground, each one a deep purple. They seemed to have grown faces, and were filled with malevolence and malevolence.
Countless grapevines rushed in from all directions, and the entire sky was dyed a deep purple.
"I've sealed off this place with protogenia. Even if you're a master of interdimensional Discipline, you won't be able to withstand my fruit.
The fruit can kill a normal person, but it can also render an Adept powerless.
A single fruit, mixed with fresh water, can transform into a thousand bottles of the finest Romanee-Conti. You are wine lovers, so isn't it better to use them as fertilizer?
Do you dare say my fruit doesn't taste as good as Jayer's Cros? "Aubert de Villaine's voice was filled with pride.
The Wine Master looked him in the eye. "Yes, you don't.
No matter how good the fruit tastes, it doesn't have the passion a winemaker has for wine. All it has is your greed and hatred.
Therefore, the aftertaste was fishy.
You were right about one thing – you'll never be able to surpass the late Jayer. "
"Do you really think I'll believe you?
Wait until you've become fertilizer.
The Wine God Fruit will definitely sweep through the entire world. Everyone who drinks the Wine God Fruit will definitely be attracted to it. I will choose even more people from among them to become my nutrients and fertilizer.
I refuse to believe that all the world's wine lovers won't be able to surpass Jayer!
And he'll be haunted by the souls of his victims.
You're lucky to be my first fertilizer. I won't forget you. "
The deep purple color that filled the sky slowly descended. Thick vines frantically whipped the silver light shield. Although every time they collided, the silver light shield would instantly shatter, but the silver light shield would also be covered in layers of halos.
The Wine Master's skin grew darker and darker. His hand, which held the Cosmagus, began to tremble.
A bitter smile crept across his face. He'd never imagined that he, who loved wine so much, would die because of it.
Aubert de Villaine!
The God of Wine had been tormented by hatred to this degree. Undoubtedly, he'd fallen.
When a Paragon's power was used for evil, who knew how many innocents would be dragged into it?
This place had become an abyss of evil.
In terms of cultivation, the Wine Master wasn't as strong as Aubert de Villaine, but not by much.
After all, in Aubert de Villaine's time, protogenia was a far cry from humanity's.
Once a Paragon understood protogenia, it was irreversible.
But this place was Aubert de Villaine's domain. He'd used a special Western formation from the Former Era to fortify it. Although he'd transformed into a vine, he'd become one with the world around him. This was why the Wine Master was at a disadvantage in terms of power.
Aubert de Villaine's Discipline was undoubtedly a plant-based Discipline. Compared to the Space Discipline, it was a far cry from the Discipline.
But here, the Wine Master was at a disadvantage. He'd consumed the Wine God's Fruit, which seemed to be able to penetrate into his soul. He didn't have much power to resist.
Aubert de Villaine was one of the oldest Paragons in existence. Against another Paragon, even if he had the upper hand, he wasn't the least bit worried.
He knew what a Paragon's power could do. The Wine Master and the others were like meat on a chopping board. All he had to do was slowly whittle them down.
The tendrils of protogenia continued to lash out at the silver shield. The light grew dimmer and dimmer.
Once the shield was broken, the Wine Master would have no chance against Aubert de Villaine in his current state.
Suddenly, the Wine Master knelt on one knee and thrust his scepter into the ground. Silvery tendrils of light burst forth from the base of the scepter. Suddenly, with the Wine Master at its center, it was as if an enormous silver flower had bloomed. Silver light spread out from the ground, and the Wine Master's eyes widened as he watched.
It was a dazzling sight to behold. Each petal was its own dimension, and these dimensions were layered on top of each other, rubbing against each other.
The ground began to disintegrate under the terrifying spatial force. Under the extreme silver, the silver gradually turned black, and a black hole that seemed to be only a few meters in diameter silently appeared. However, the instant it appeared, all the vines within a kilometer in diameter instantly turned into powder and disappeared without a trace.
The black hole, which had an extremely small area just a moment ago, instantly expanded to a diameter of a thousand meters, devouring everything around it in a frenzy.
The two meter tall Aubert de Villaine Grapevine was also caught in the black hole's reach. Like the vines, they were pulverized into dust.
However, in the next moment, a faint purple halo appeared at the edge of the black hole. The appearance of this halo actually caused the black hole, which seemed to be able to devour everything, to stop and be unable to continue expanding.
Black Holes were the Wine Master's strongest ability. At his peak, the Wine Master could make a small planet vanish into thin air.
But at this moment, he was restricted just like that.
"It's useless.
This is my territory. Do you really think that you can destroy my body like this?
In my Beaune, I have countless vines. Each one of them is a projection of my true self. "
In the distance, one of the vines began to grow. In the blink of an eye, a new Aubert de Villaine Grapevine appeared. It looked exactly the same as before.
The purple light around the black hole began to intensify. Slowly but surely, the black hole began to shrink.
"What you've done is quench your thirst with poison.
What you've done is allow the power of the wine god's fruit to spread through your veins even faster.
It's useless. There's no power that can stop the fruit from spreading through your veins. "Aubert de Villaine's voice was filled with mockery.
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