Pirate Kingship.

Chapter 560: Tree of Life, Old God Host

The time went forward half a day, back to before the North Sea Empire's Patriotic War began.

All major forces have sent people to investigate, all wanting to take over the interior of [Noah's Ark] for themselves.

Just like when the first group of adventurers first entered, there was a high sky, misty clouds, and endless primeval forest.

All kinds of huge vegetation that seem to be from the Paleozoic era and cannot be named fill every inch of space.

This small world ecosystem is filled with a strong and bustling vitality at every moment.

Especially when the adventure team accidentally climbed to the top of a big tree nearby and looked into the distance, they unexpectedly discovered an extremely eye-catching giant red tree growing in the middle of the forest.

The huge tree crown is so tall and so big, as if it is supporting this small world on its own.

It has fleshy red leaves and many large fluorescent orange fruits, which is very similar to the orange-red sea outside.

There was a hazy light figure hanging on the topmost branch, which seemed to be a plump human woman with a maternal glow.

"Ship spirit! That must be the ship spirit of the mythical battleship, follow me!"

The treasure was right in front of them and they could see it just by looking up. The vanguards of each force no longer needed to leave marks for their own support troops. They were excited and ran towards the big tree without hesitation.

The flowers, trees, animals and insects that were mixed together by the power of the [Mother of Monsters] also showed their fangs to the invaders.

"Ahhhhh."

Various forces entered the ship through cracks in different locations, and naturally spread to the entire polluted small world ecosystem.

Ear-piercing screams rang out simultaneously from every corner of the primeval forest.

A giant wild boar that was as tall as a three-story building, with a snake tail dragging behind its hips and colorful mushrooms growing on its body. Spores were spewing from its nostrils. It lowered its head and launched a brutal charge.

The sharp fangs, comparable to the ramming horns of a warship, only struck once, and a group of Dutch expeditioners wearing sophisticated knight armor were thrown into the air.
Countless squid tentacles suddenly emerged from the swamp and instantly dragged the Iris adventurer who accidentally made a noise into the water. What crawled out behind him was not a squid, but a fat shark covered in moss.

He grabbed those adventurers and ate them one by one until his mouth was full of blood.
Something was flying rapidly from the treetops. When several adventurers from the Rhine Alliance turned around after hearing the sound, they were hugged on the face by something that looked like a spider or some strange aquatic insect.

After finally breaking free, they took only two steps before an even more terrifying monster tore open their chests from the inside, slaughtering the entire team.
There are also many creatures that look like plants but are actually carnivores, turning the entire forest into a hunting ground full of dangers.

The primeval forest was suddenly filled with blood.

Every drop of blood, every string of code, and every bit of spirituality they obtained were transmitted along the developed root system of this closed biological community to the blood-red giant tree in the center.

The human-shaped aura on the tree looks more and more like a human.

However, none of the outsiders experienced a greater fear than that experienced by a certain woman.

In the simple camp used by the first Castile Kingdom adventure team to enter the Ark for temporary repairs.

Jeanne Don Quixote, who had just poured out the mud from her military boots and cleaned herself a little, was taking cover under a banana tree, and moving barefoot, carefully stepping on the stones by the river, towards the downstream where she had come from.

During this time, I didn't dare make any sound, for fear of attracting the attention of my companions.

It was not because of anything else, but because of the "Ship's Log" that she was holding tightly in her hand.

Every captain or officer has the habit of recording a ship's log, especially when exploring unknown areas.

Jeanne had just taken the opportunity to rest midway and opened the "Logbook" again to record what she saw along the way, but she accidentally saw a sentence in the record before leaving the mainland:
"In order to support this adventure, Her Majesty the Queen has specially assigned a team of six [Night Owl Death Soldiers] led by two third-level captains and vice-captains to me. As long as we can complete the mission, it doesn't matter how high the casualty rate is."

The log says six.

But when she cautiously raised her head and looked around, she saw twelve [Night Owl Warriors].

Yes, it was no longer the seven when they first entered the Ark, but had unknowingly increased to twelve!

During the process, we reported the number of people several times according to the code of conduct and never found any problems.

"So, if there are only six real Night Owl Warriors, then what are the other six?
Are the remaining six even really human beings?"

There was a huge difference between reality, cognition and written records, which made the female knight feel like she was falling into an icy cave.

It feels even more magical than the experience of my ancestor Don Quixote.

Then, with the instinct of a fourth-order transcendent, she immediately realized that an irresistible force was coming, and some existence beyond her understanding and specifications had already been eyeing them.

Jeanna was unable to distinguish between friend and foe in the team, and could not afford the cost of misjudgment, so she decisively chose to abandon the mission, abandoning her teammates and evacuating alone.

First, meet up with the Kingdom Guardian's fifth-level legendary navigator [Barcelona Ship King] who is supporting us, report the situation to him, and then decide whether to advance or retreat.

But just as Jeanna took a step away from the central tree and turned back, the twelve "Night Owl Warriors" who were standing or sitting along the stream to rest turned their heads and looked at her.

The already cold eyes beneath the Night Owl mask instantly lost all emotion.

They all stood up and formed a circle, approaching her step by step. Their voices gradually lost their human voices, and they made vague roars:

"worship!"

“Worship the Tree of Life!”

"Worship Echidna, the great mother goddess who gave us life!"

The female knight subconsciously widened her eyes and vaguely saw that behind the back of each of their heads was an illusory red root or stalk, and each one looked like a fruit hanging on a tree.

However, he had no recollection of when these powerful companions were attacked, nor did he know whether he was attacked or not.

He couldn't help but tremble all over, his soul was scared out of his mind, and he retreated step by step.

As they got closer, the original human bodies began to change and gradually turned into pieces of black and red flesh that looked like tree stumps.

Its upper body is covered with tentacles and branches extending towards the sky, its torso is covered with large mouths oozing smelly mucus, and its feet are several deformed sheep's hooves.

They suddenly turned into "trees" that were half animal and half plant.

The strong mental pollution spread over a short distance, causing Jeanna's sanity to drop drastically. She couldn't help but wave her spear and roared:
"Get out of here! I'm not afraid of you! This is ridiculous!"

Rumble.
The fourth-order spiritual glow burst out, and the stones by the stream were piled up one by one, and soon turned into several tall rock giants.

Title ability [Absurd]:
“When you are doing good deeds, you only need to use your imagination and say the words ‘ridiculous, ridiculous’ to change the shape of the objects around you at will and turn your ideal into reality.

Windmills become giants, sheep become armies, and barbers become knights. They are far more powerful than the fantasy treasure house of [Phantom Blade].

However, these rock giants had just been born when tiny red mycelium began to spread from their bodies. They broke away from Jeanna's control and launched an attack together with the "trees".

The fourth-level female knight with a look of despair was quickly captured and tied up with countless branch-like tentacles.

By the way, he injected poison into her, paralyzing her whole body and making her unable to move.

The team set out again and continued their "pilgrimage".

This time, the polluted mountains and animals automatically separated, allowing their team to rush to the red "Tree of Life" in the center of the forest.

If she had ever seen Violet's Door of Truth, she would have discovered that the two trees were surprisingly similar, except that one was upright and the other was upside down.

It was obvious that there seemed to be some extraordinary quality about Jeanna Don Quixote that caused her to be treated very differently from her companions or members of other national adventure teams.

Something that was unclear whether it was a tentacle or a root hung down from the giant tree and penetrated into her clothes, as if examining her body in some special way.

Feeling the cool and smooth touch on her skin, she couldn't help but scream:

“Ah! Stop it!”

No matter how strong she is, she is still a woman after all, and is particularly afraid of certain things.

Of course, if a man were here, he would probably be even more terrified.

The situation of being tied up and the frightened expression made her look particularly pitiful.

This mature and beautiful red-haired female captain was wearing an obviously modified naval uniform.

Her legs were round and slender, and her hips made the plain white military pants form a round arc.

Her chest circumference is particularly exaggerated, and her military uniform is completely stretched tight. She has the natural gift of "Luck E for spearmen, and E for chest" and is so powerful that she is almost invincible in the entire small world.

Anyone standing in front of her would probably worry that those brass buttons would suddenly pop open and hit their face.

[Tree of Life] I don’t know what she is thinking, but I used a branch to poke the part she used for feeding, and I was obviously very satisfied.

The next moment, another branch hanging from the highest point of the giant tree suddenly drilled into the back of her head.

But he did not extract his flesh, blood and spirituality like he did to other people. Instead, he continuously injected orange-red light streams.

A considerable part of it, including the light humanoid object at the top of the tree that was believed to be the mythical warship "Ship Spirit", entered her body.

The female knight's beautiful eyes widened, her body twitched violently, and her feet, which had not remembered to put on shoes, kicked hard, like a dying fish on the shore.

And in the spiritual world, she unsurprisingly came into contact with a vast and chaotic will.

She could clearly feel that the will was rapidly restoring order by absorbing the divinity and humanity of all humans in the entire small world.

The knowledge belonging to God also flowed into Jeanne's brain.

She learned the secrets of the two great floods, the existence of [Echidna, the Mother of Monsters], and how ridiculous it was for the human leaders to seize the Ark and escape.
He also knew that the big tree behind him was a secret planted by the Mother of Monsters an era ago - the clan's [Tree of Life].

This is also the culprit why the Ark has become the terrible state it is in now.

Originally, at the end of the mythological era, the [Mother of Monsters] was preparing to invite the gods on board and use her home advantage to achieve another form of "unification of all things."

I didn't expect to be caught off guard by the Creator and the gods of mankind, and I couldn't use the backup plan I had prepared. Damn it!!!
The intense resentment that hadn't dissipated for an epoch caused the female knight's eyes to turn red. Her vision extended to the entire Ark along with that vast consciousness, and the small world before her eyes also changed.

Suddenly she could clearly see that there were countless tiny "air roots of the tree of life" floating in the sky, in the air, and in the water.

I can only see the tip, but not the origin.

Wherever these "aerial roots" fall, that place will be activated.

The lush trees, the messy grass, the thundering clouds, the giggling wind, the cold and ruthless waves, everything in the world has given birth to emotions of its own, and is becoming more and more like living organisms.

There is no doubt that this is the subtle power that has seeped in from [Echidna, the Mother of Monsters] through her family [Tree of Life], which is subtly polluting this small world and turning it into the stomach of the old gods.

It is preying on any creature that enters here at all times.

I especially like the "variables" in the world like humans.

The Tree of Life can absorb the flesh and blood and life codes of humans. In a very short period of time, it can replicate the same "seeds" and blend into their ranks, influencing their cognition to make them accept itself, and gradually spread to the world.

Take root, sprout, and eventually grow into a new clan tree of life!

Imagine that your former loved ones go out for a while, and then come back home to live a peaceful life together as usual.

Suddenly one day it turned into a tree of life, sucking away all the life of its family, neighbors, and even a village or a block.

Or a stranger suddenly comes and naturally integrates into the family's life, taking over the family's nest, and suddenly reveals his true colors one day.

What a creepy horror story this is!
Jeanna knew that since she entered the rift, she probably had no idea how many "seeds" of the Tree of Life had left the Ark and drifted away along the ocean currents.

"No! We can't let the material world be polluted by the old gods!"

Whether you are a good guy or a bad guy, as long as you have a normal mind, destroying the world is an unacceptable option.

Unfortunately, although she has become the host chosen by the Mother of Monsters because of her excellent physical condition, she can only watch everything happen like a bystander and can do nothing.

Soon, when those fifth-level legends who hurried over entered the small world's ecosystem one after another.

Except for Jeanne Don Quixote, there is no living person here. They have all turned into "seeds" or nutrients for seeds.

Click!

The silver-white knight boots crushed a dry bone that belonged to some unfortunate person.

The two legendary paladin grand masters, [Holy Lance] and [Holy Fist], brought their teams and the former Queen of the Kalmar Union, Margaret I, a group of 23 people, into the Ark.

Unfortunately, even though they took the initiative to walk into the belly of the old gods, they were not able to become the exception that made the old gods stop in their tracks.

One, two, three. With every step forward, more "air roots" that are rarely seen by mortals fall on their bodies.

"Report the count."

"1." "2."."28."

"Very good, everyone listen up. Only the church can protect faith and humanity. We must not let others take away the Creator's treasure. Let's go!"

If the dozen or so legends from various major forces who entered at the same time could unite as one, they might be able to counter the might of a sixth-order demigod, work together, and force their way out of the Ark.

But they fought each other, and the only outcome was that they were defeated one by one.

Explosions, noise, and roars rose and fell.

Before the war in the North Sea ended, most areas in the small world's ecosystem had returned to peace.

The only sporadic resistance left was growing weaker and weaker.

And on the treetops, the humanity in the eyes of "Jeanne Don Quixote" is becoming stronger and stronger.

A great will that has been born since the Paleozoic Era is beginning to revive!
The outside world, the first island chain of the North Sea Empire.

As the fog cloud with a diameter of hundreds of kilometers and the orange-red soup of life continued to invade, a huge black shadow filled with heavy oppression also caught everyone's eyes.

I don’t know if it’s because it’s full and well-fed, but the returning [Noah’s Ark] has shed all its previous disguises.

The hull, covered with numerous cracks of varying sizes, was still dilapidated, but the countless pairs of scarlet eyes that opened from the cracks were no longer concealed.

The surrounding mist was also dyed orange-red by the soup of life, as if it was given life.

It transformed into countless small snakes, branches, or even slender pork tapeworms, wriggling in the air.

Hiss hiss.
When it comes into contact with the border maze at the edge of the deep-sea defense line and the thoughts and willpower contained therein, it makes a "crackling" sound like ice and snow encountering a branding iron.

Hearing this voice, the soldiers in the fleet suddenly came back to their senses.

If it weren't for the protection of the border maze in front of them that extended twelve nautical miles outward, they would have been turned into a soup of life by the strong pollution contained in their sight.

At this time, the coastal lighthouses around the North Sea had already been closed in advance.

Or because of the words on the title page of the [Logbook]:

“Some say we live on a peaceful island called ignorance, surrounded by an endless black ocean.

Maybe we shouldn’t have set sail in the first place.”

For ordinary people who have no ability to decide their own destiny, ignorance may sometimes be a kind of bliss.

Byron ordered to hold the established defense line tightly and open a waterway leading to the outside world from the North Sea.

The consciousness then fell into his own fourth-level body.

The core area of ​​the North Sea.

After the deep-sea defense line was almost victorious, a fourth-order incarnation led a group of core personnel on another legendary battleship [Dragon Head Ship Valhalla] and left the battlefield ahead of time and arrived here.

The storm continued to rain and became even more violent.

The four [Wild Hunt Servants] who originally came from the Deep Dive Church, led by [Goddess of Love and Beauty] Freya, stood in a circle around the forbidden book "The Textbook of Luoyan City".

Holding a ceremonial knife, he sacrificed many half-human, half-fish, half-frog deep-sea clansmen.

Invisible fluctuations between reality and dreams rippled out from the forbidden book in circles.

Countless colorful bubbles emerged from the sea water under the boat, as if something was rolling under the water.

Her mother, the mermaid princess Hathaway, and her cousin, the sea mage Salant, each tightly grasped their own piece of the zero-level holy relic [Trident of Poseidon].

Drive the "gaseous" trident that can dominate all marine life to unleash its strongest power.

Hathaway then activated her secret spell, the core witchcraft in Alice's Pillow Book, Alice in Wonderland, and gently sang the lullaby that she had only sung to Byron:

"Sleep, sleep, my dear baby, mother's hands are rocking you gently. The cradle will rock you to sleep quickly, sleep in the cradle, warm and comfortable."

In the song, the underwater power is chaotic but controllable as a whole.

Besides them, there is another person here.

The former great shaman, now the Archbishop of the Yucatan Diocese, [Mountain Demon Bear] Sihuatl, is holding a familiar-looking painted pottery jar in his hands.

Byron once traveled astrally into the collective subconscious of the Taino people to trace the origin of the Kraken's Touch.

When the Taya Empire collapsed, the [Sleeping God Kraken] sent one of his tentacle clones, the Kraken's Touch, back to the material world through large-scale blood sacrifices and my own rebirth.

After causing huge casualties, the great shamans of the time led it into a small lake, drained the lake water, and activated the fifth crystal skull [Sun God] Kenich Ava to continue exposing it to the sun, using the sun to greatly weaken the power of the Kraken's Touch.

After being exposed to the sun for several months during the dry season, it was finally sealed into a large, brightly colored pottery jar, which is also a first-class sacred relic of the indigenous people [the world's first painted pottery jar, cooking pot].

This treasure symbolizes the beginning of the Neolithic Age and has epoch-making significance. The opposing power of fire in it is used to make the tentacle clone of the old god fall into eternal sleep again.

As long as it doesn't come into contact with sea water, it will be fine.

Until a long time later, it was stolen by the Bloodthirsty Cult that wandered to the Bantaan Islands and fell into the hands of the White Rose York Family.

They failed to gain anything in Iron Anchor Bay and planted a time bomb for themselves. A small "iron nail" also triggered a series of subsequent national collapses:
"The bolts on the guns broke, the ships capsized; the ships capsized, the old gods fled; the old gods fled, the fleet was destroyed; the fleet was destroyed, the privateers were recruited;
Privateers were recruited, and the Golden Hind was included; the Golden Hind was included, and Byron was promoted to Pirate General.

The clay pot that was originally used to seal the Kraken's Touch had melted and been destroyed in the sea water, and they certainly didn't have a second one.

But Byron possesses the power of [Change] and [Cheat].

He specially found a first-level holy relic [Iron Blast Furnace] and turned it into the pottery jar that sealed the Kraken's Touch for hundreds of years.

It's scary enough.

With these three approaches in place, it shouldn't be a problem to guide [Touch of the Kraken] to fight to the death with [Noah's Ark] in a short period of time.

Toot toot.
Soon, as if returning to the night of genocide in Lancaster, a nauseating and chaotic flute sound came from the depths of the storm, suddenly penetrating the rain curtain and entering everyone's ears.

The sea water beneath the [Dragon Head Ship Valhalla] was quickly dyed black by an unknown substance.

It seemed as if a huge monster was lurking in the darkness, emitting a sticky and low roar, and emitting a terrible stench that almost penetrated into the bone marrow.

Boom——! ! !
A huge amount of sea water was blown into the sky, and a huge monster with a gray body and countless twisting tentacles broke out of the water.

Releasing the illusory dream like sleepwalking, he rolled up the legendary battleship and rushed towards the orange-red sea that was getting closer and closer.

(End of this chapter)