Goal! The ball was in the net!
Without the twisted Treant's command, these Giant Treants were nothing more than a bunch of lumbering fools. John felt that, with the lanky Ghoul's cooperation, he could quickly take them all down.
A new plan began to form in John's mind. He had absolute confidence that this plan would catch the twisted Treant off guard.
First, he stored the lanky Ghoul back into his [Space Ring] and then retrieved a regular Ghoul's corpse.
After reclaiming the spores that had parasitized the body, John controlled the Giant Treant to smash the corpse with a single punch.
"Boom!"
A heavy fist crashed into the ground, creating a deep pit.
When the giant Treant raised its fist again, the mangled corpse had already been crushed flat, like a thin sheet of paper, stuck to the giant Treant's fist.
Quickly, John took off his coat and pulled out a similar pair of black pants from his system space, deftly dressing the Ghoul's body.