Immortality System The Last Human’s Transmigration

Chapter 91

*Splitch*

[You have killed an Inftant Treant]

[You have gained +100 EXP]

[Level 3]

[Progress: 109/400]

Gradually, I lifted my ax off the treants face, it now being dyed with the reddish-green color of its blood and brain matter.

'Thinking back, I do believe that I might be covered in the blood of all of them.' I began to recall all the times they had been injured and other than the invisible creature, everything else had found a way to splatter their blood onto me.

'Lets just hope they didn't have aids... If that even exists yet.' I chuckled to myself, ignoring the feeling of the blood actively beginning to dry and clot on my face.

I gradually got up and stood up straight, now looking at the chaos that our battle had created.

'To think I would survive all of this.' I tried to chuckle again completely unaware of the unconscious tears that had begun to drench my face, merely mistaking them for some blood that happened to not have clotted yet and was beginning to fall down my face.

Even the blurry vision was something I cast aside as an aftereffect of having fought for so long and so hard.

With my ax still in hand, I walked out of the plains area and back into the dark woods taking one final glance back before moving forward to never look back again.

Or so I thought until I had chosen to run back, painstakingly create a fire before running away once again after making sure that the two corpses of the woman and the treant had been lit aflame.

'You can never be too sure.' I lied through my teeth.

I knew better than anyone else that they were dead, it was just that even in death, I wanted them to suffer a little more or at least not have a body to decompose overtime for the archeologists of the future to see, even though I knew that there was an extremely high chance that the people of the future would never find any of the fossils of the creatures that live today.

Who knew that, while being one of the worst decisions I could have made, the fire would eventually become the very thing that would save me from the troubles of the future?