Original God: Max level combat method can do whatever you want

"Hey!"

'Zanmaran' gently waved the staff in his hand.

A beam of green light suddenly descended, and the moment it hit, the slime in the water exploded with a bang.

"Lord of Wisdom, Lord of Wisdom, I succeeded!"

After completing the task assigned by the Lord of Wisdom, 'Zanmalan' flew back to Meng Xing.

There was a gleam in his eyes and an expression that looked like he was begging for praise.

"Good job~"

Meng Xing, who had been staring at the experience bar, curled his lips:

"This staff is your reward."

"Really?"

Zanmaran's eyes lit up, and he clasped the staff tightly in his hand.

"Thank you, Lord of Wisdom, for the gift."

"Zanmaran will cherish it."

"Staves are meant to be used."

Meng Xing pinched Zanmalan's chubby little face. It was quite smooth and tender. He couldn't let it go.

"No matter how good the props are, they are more important than your own safety."

"You are more important to me than the staff."

"Mmmmm~"

'Zanmalan' nodded quickly, not sure whether he heard it or not.

"By the way, can your main body move?"

Meng Xing raised his hand and pointed at Zanmalan's 'real body' which had changed drastically.

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"Original body?"

Zanmalan tilted his head and pointed at himself with his little finger:

"Ontology."

Then he pointed to the opposite side:

"That's not the real one."

"..."

What a great reversal of Tiangang.

Can the original body and the incarnation be switched?

"Lord of Wisdom!" 'Zanmaran' softly explained, "I am the fruit of Zanmaran. Zanmaran is the seed."

seed?

Meng Xing's eyes lit up: "As long as there is enough plant essence, new 'fruits' can be born?"

"Yes!"

Zanmaran nodded immediately: "I am not strong enough. It will take five hundred years for the fruit to be born..."

and many more.

Something seems to have gone wrong.

"Zanmaran, is that the name of a race?"

Meng Xing turned around and asked softly.

"Hmm!" 'Zanmaran' nodded gently: "It is the seed, it is Zanmaran, and I am the fruit, I am also Zanmaran."

.... ..... ....

"That's it~"

understood!

Zanmaran = Lannaro!

It's a racial name, not an individual name.

Meng Xing immediately understood. No wonder he felt strange just now:

"So, little follower, would you like me to give you a personal name?"

"name?"

Zanmaran's eyes lit up: "Please give me a name, Lord of Wisdom!"

She is the first fruit.

They are the followers of the Lord of Wisdom.

Possessing a 'name' bestowed by the Lord of Wisdom himself.

The wise Lord, great, kind, and amiable...about 10,000 words.

"Let me think about it~"

Meng Xing stroked his chin and thought for a moment:

"Yes, from now on, your name will be: Bell, Belldandy!"

Belldandy, the goddess of life in Norse mythology.

In charge of life and nature.

It symbolizes vigorous vitality.

It is undoubtedly suitable for the little guy in front of me.

It also has a high compatibility with the racial name of Zanmaran.

"Bel...Beldande..."

Belle held her staff in one hand and her skirt in the other, and bent down slightly.

"I have met the Lord of Wisdom."

A very standard skirt-lifting etiquette.

Is this... considered self-taught?

"Ah."

Meng Xing nodded. "Belu, there are still your kind... no, other intelligent mushroom beasts beneath the Stone Abyss."

"Or other mushroom beasts under your protection?"

“No…”

Belle raised her little face and shook her head slightly:

"Mostly unconscious mushrooms."

"However, a long time ago, I saw a mushroom beast from Xumi. I protected it for a while, but then it ran to the deepest part."

"..."Nine.

Chapter 81 Apostle of the Abyss: Wait, stop, or you'll die! (Please bookmark and subscribe!!!)

From Xumi

The mushroom beast that ran to the deepest part?

Oh, the mushroom beast that is guarding the promise made to the Great Compassionate Tree King.

Apep, the Grass Dragon?

This thing could be of some use if you tidy it up.

But this guy is not the same as Ruotuo. His situation is much more serious, so he must die first.

Otherwise, even if it works, I still don’t feel very reassured.

In addition, I have to do a small experiment on this thing.

Before, he was only 80% sure, but now that Belldandy has appeared, Meng Xing dares to say he is 99% sure.

Well, I've decided. I'll use this experimental material when I have time.

"Bel, can I take the seeds?"

Looking at the Zanmalan that had become a [seed] in front of him, Meng Xing had no intention of keeping it here any longer.

Since Belle is already his follower, the [Seed] can continue to give birth to new elves.

Then naturally he is also one of his subordinates.

[Seed] Although it has a good self-protection power of "four, five, seven", it is not enough after all.

The Chasm is not safe, and neither is Teyvat.

There are too many crazy and paranoid people in this world.

He was worried about leaving [Seed] here.

"Of course I do!"

Belle's eyes were filled with surprise.

'Zhammaran, willing, follow, the Lord of Wisdom.'

The next moment, a soft voice sounded in Meng Xing's ears.

Meng Xing's eyes jumped between Zanmalan and Beilu with some surprise.

After a moment, another smile appeared on his face.

"it is good!"

"Come into my world and continue to grow."

Meng Xing reached out and took out a translucent crystal ball from his personal warehouse. Mountains and rivers could be vaguely seen inside.

World-class props · Small World in the Sky!

Inside it is a small world with complete rules, about one-fifth the size of Jotunheim in the nine realms of the World Tree.

There are nearly twenty top-level functions including binding, suppression, concealment, shield, physical damage negation, magic damage negation, world-class obstruction, etc.

It is an existence that is infinitely close to [twenty].

One of the top world-class props besides twenty.

He spent a lot of money on this thing.

'Zanmaran, I like it.'

The subtle light enveloped Zanmalan, including every root and every branch.

With the activation of the world-class props, Zanmalan in front of him had already disappeared into the abyss of rocks.

All that was left was a deep pit that spread to nowhere.

"Praise the Lord of Wisdom."

Beilu came closer with her wings flapping, staring at the crystal ball in Meng Xing's hand with her bright eyes.

within the screen.

The belly of the highest mountain in the small world.

Inside the huge cavity, Zanmalan grows freely.

A touch of green, blessed by almost infinite life, quickly enveloped this somewhat bald giant peak.

In just a few moments, this bare mountain became full of life.