Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

The Insect Princess didn't speak, but slowly walked towards the tree roots. Bao Ji stood in front, and the more she looked at the shape of the tree roots, the stranger it seemed.

After a short while, you can see the sea of ​​trees gradually shrinking to its center in the distance.

What can a frail flower do?

Jingu stroked his chin. "I could feel it. The astonishing soul power on the surface of that sea of ​​trees—even in a one-on-one fight, Jingu really thinks bad Insect Princess is formidable."

This is a field hidden in the shadow of the forest, no wonder the people of the Insect Princess were never found, they were covered by the forest.

The insect's antennae stretched towards the flower, but stopped just before touching it.

The forgotten Lord of Flowers has finally been born into the world.

The beautiful, flower-like Duo Nan emerged from his damaged birthplace with an expression on his face.

Mushihime followed slowly, while Jingu went to Baohime's side.

The invisible heat was more deadly than flames. It blew towards the sea of ​​trees, turning lush greenery into scorched yellow wherever it passed, causing the trees to wither and eventually turn into charred wood.

So, as expected, the one who was initially tricked in that incident was only the Insect Princess; it seems the Mage is truly the subordinate.

"It seems it's also destined to break down."

"It seems there was a mistake there."

They thought the journey would be smooth but there would be obstacles along the way. However, just as they were about to reach the central tree root, a violent roar suddenly sounded from the horizon, and a blood-red storm rushed towards them.

Perhaps the land of the animal kingdom is stained red with blood, and that saying is true. Those plants will seep into the soil, and after thousands of years, they will absorb the dried blood to nourish themselves.

But the cheers turned into a dispute halfway through, and then the street brawl ended abruptly.

It resembles a biological egg, or a mother's fetus, but it doesn't yet have the structural feel of a heart.

The Insect Princess stretched out her hand, and an insect crawled out of your sleeve. It was hard to tell that the insect was the Palawan Giant Flathead that you had seen at the next Shrine.

"Go, gnaw on it."

In the middle of a field surrounded by flowers, thick tree roots rise from the ground, intertwine, and form bizarre shapes.

Under the tree roots

The flowers that grow for seven seasons are the same, and the petals fall on the bodies of many men. The dress is made with a light color as the base and the dark colors of the flowers.

Its violence caused the layers of tree roots to be easily breached, revealing the hidden core.

The entry into the forest also left no room for rest for the other living beings in that blood-red city.

"You lack confidence? Were you still struggling with the forest just now?"

Before the beam of light burst forth and split the giant flat object in two, it shot towards the sky with decreasing momentum.

"Oh no, if we just follow its contraction, we can find it very slowly."

Now, beneath that field, instead of lush green grass, thousands of different flowers bloom, their vibrant colors creating a fairytale-like scene.

Although invisible, everyone could feel that the sea of ​​trees seemed to have come alive, with invisible energy flowing through its veins, resisting the scorching wind.

"You said later that the guy was the most violent one among you. He only pretended to be tough because he thought you were delicate. In reality, he was a complete fighter. He was just pretending."

The insect's corpse lay to one side, quickly enveloped by the fine green grass, and decomposed into nutrients.

The stag beetle's sharp mandibles pierce the tree roots, easily chewing them up. Ultimately, a small number of insects feed on trees.

"Chirp!"

"Please help me force out its true form, since I'm not very good at this kind of thing."

"As for whether there is any way, it's because that guy is like this. He knows some minor spells, but he doesn't have any strange abilities. The only way is to use your accumulated soul power to convert it into high-efficiency firepower coverage."

"Thank you."

It flew out of my hand and instantly shrunk to the same enormous size as before; the first time it was a pure insect form.

Those important events will be kept in mind by those old and young people. You are searching for the direction of the Sea of ​​Trees.

The forest was shrinking very slowly, probably because it subconsciously sensed a threat. Continuing in that state would only lead to its annihilation, so it shrank on its own in an attempt to descend in its true form.

Seeing that, the shrine is basically still unsure whether the events of the present world are related to that.

That's easy. Jingu took a breath, letting the ordinary air circulate in his abdomen, and exhaled a scorching, dry, withered wind.

The slender roots bound it, while the flower behind it transformed into the shape of a man in the blink of an eye, extending a finger toward it.

"flower?"

Blood-red raindrops fell on the field, while the storm itself gradually grew larger and eventually disappeared, leaving behind the oppressive feeling of blood and storm.

That posture alone proved that the guy hadn't woken up yet.

Sunflowers, jasmine, peonies, roses... all sorts of flowers form the outline of a person, appearing behind the eyes.

It is unknown when this happened, and it is also known to know the ins and outs. It is the storm that once roamed the sky above the animal kingdom. It seems that things are not the same now, and it seems to have grown a little bigger.

As the group stepped into the field, the flowers on the ground seemed lifeless, automatically avoiding their footsteps.

Sure enough, when someone is unlucky, everything can be easily resolved.

They saw what Mushihime and the others did, and then followed them into the Forest of Trees. Although they didn't quite understand, it didn't stop them from cheering for their own family and friends.

As vitality and self-will gradually rise, the edge of the sea of ​​trees begins to shrink. The land before departure, which had not yet turned into withered soil, was completely drained away.

By learning from humans, we naturally also learn what flattery and sycophancy are.

The shrine folded its umbrella. After being drenched by that rain of blood, the flowers only lost some color; instead, they became even more beautiful.

Chapter 213 The Life Soul of Plants

Oh my gosh! Has it finally been born?

Even the Demon Lord, far away in the Paranirmitavasavartin Heaven, could sense it at this moment.

It was an aggregate of living souls that could not be measured in quantity, and when she was truly born, the whole world could feel it.

Flowers bloom and trees grow because they too have their own will.

Those were plants, those were life, those were lives forgotten and ignored by the world.

In this cyclical system of the world, humans are the most important, and animals are secondary. But even tiny insects are recognized as intelligent beings.

Humans possess a soul, a vital soul, and a conscious soul, while animals possess a soul and a vital soul.

The neglected plants, which are also living things, are ignored and forgotten because they only possess the soul of life.

But if animal spirits can awaken their consciousness and develop intelligence, why can't plants do the same?

As water accumulates to form a deep pool, when Mara discovered the enormous aggregate of life-sustaining spirits left behind by plants that had always been wandering in the animal kingdom, a being without self yet vast in size.

The sudden attack is the most unexpected and dangerous. The insect princess closest to you is hit directly.

Upon returning to the animal realm, the first thing the newly born Lord of Flowers did before stepping out of the greenhouse that nurtured him was to breathe.

As if sensing something in advance, he put his hand to his mouth, revealing a troubled expression like that of a man.

In the blink of an eye, Qi Ji's shattered bones were repaired, his dislocated arm was restored, and his expression remained smiling.

The fight between the two required no skill or strategy, only pure ruthlessness and bloodshed.

In the animal kingdom, there is no day or night, no sunshine or rain. What you are talking about is the present world, where you can feel the sensation of flowers.

"Is that so? It seems like he's the one who'll lose!"

"Let's call this little home Seven Seasons. Although I'd also like to call it Flowers, Seven Seasons suits you better, doesn't it?"

It was like being gradually dragged into a quagmire. The Mushi Princess was being pulled back, which was a protracted battle that required her to catch her breath and rest, even if she wanted to temporarily create distance.

"You're a powerful flower fairy, it's not too late to admit defeat now. You just want to waste your power on me."

"The sun is still shining brightly today, but if it gets too cold, the flowers will wither."

Finally, Mara used the desires and thoughts within his own incarnation to hasten the growth of the newborn Lord of Flowers, helping him slowly mature from his nascent intelligence.

"Young lady, it seems his only weakness is his mouth?"

Breathe freely, greedily, and uncontrollably; every pore and every inch of skin on your body expresses your joy at being reborn.

As for the insects in my hand being killed, that's completely irrelevant.

As if soliciting opinions, the man raised his finger and asked the crowd.

The sharp light pierced through the beautiful dress beneath the Insect Princess's body, revealing her milky-white skin through the tear, without leaving any marks.

Damn it, do you get tired all the time?

"hehe..."

Ultimately, the animal kingdom is still a world of survival of the fittest, and even newborn life has an instinct to fight.

A smile lingered on her face, light emanating from her fingertips.

The difference was that the crowd was enveloped and then retreated.

With an almost inexhaustible supply of living souls as a shield for seven seasons, you can launch a fierce and relentless attack, giving the Insect Princess no chance to catch her breath.

This is different from flower fairies or human-faced trees, which are monsters born from human thoughts.

Even if every punch or kick comes at the cost of injury, it doesn't matter.

If you had won, the eight of us wouldn't have had the chance to play.

The force of the impact from punches and kicks can cause serious damage to your newly formed body, dislocating joints and even making cracking sounds.

Mushihime initially seemed indifferent, but her expression gradually became serious. Even though she was still at a disadvantage, she gradually fell into the rhythm of the seven seasons.

The seemingly delicate and strong Insect Princess suddenly unleashed terrifying physical power, her slender hand plunging towards Seven Seasons' throat.

Now is the time for Him to watch the bad show!

When Jingu first met her, she was lying under the bed, looking like a delicate and languid noblewoman, but this revealed a very different side of her.

"Oh, right, shouldn't a life without intelligence have no name for others to address it?"

"Ha, it's just pain or itching."

However, the newly born Lord of Flowers is not a weak flower. The small number of living souls and the demonic thoughts within this incarnation of Mara mean that you have no weaknesses.