Chapter 984: A Tree's Diary

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It is the first life born on this island.

It doesn't know who it is.

I don't know why I am a tree.

Perhaps it is because the god who conceived himself wished to be a tree.

As the first life, it feels that it should be very powerful.

So in order to highlight itself, it gave itself a name that sounds powerful.

But soon, it was disappointed.

It's just a tree.

A tree, however strong and powerful it is, is only a tree.

Unable to move, I can only appreciate everything quietly.

In fact, this is also very good.

Although it is disappointed, it also likes to watch the birds flutter, watch the wild beasts roll, and watch the bugs chirp.

But there was nothing around it, it was bare.

At this time, it suddenly had an idea.

It's going to make it look good.

become full of life.

It doesn't know where this thought came from, maybe it was the remnant thought placed in his body by the being that gave birth to it, maybe it was the instinct of a tree, or maybe it was just a thought.

certainly.

It may also be that he wants to hear other trees calling his frighteningly powerful name.

This goal is different from "I am very good", it is an achievable goal, but it takes a little bit of hard work.

then.

It struggles to bear fruit.

This process is very fast, because the land under him is continuously giving him nutrition and energy, making it flourish,

Help it blossom and bear fruit.

It was as if the resting god was helping it too.

finally.

This land is no longer bare.

His descendants have made this land colorful. I don't know when, there are bugs, birds, and beasts.

It quietly looked at the verdant forest, feeling extremely satisfied.

Although these descendants are a little unfilial, they don't want to call out its shameful name.

Although those greedy birds would sometimes wake it up from sleep and steal its fruits, the naughty rabbit would piss on him and then leave arrogantly.

Although it still didn't get very powerful, it just got bigger.

but.

It looked at the clouds and clouds, and at the green forest where the birds were fluttering and the beasts were rolling.

It feels that this is also very good.

It feels that it doesn't need to be very powerful, as long as it can protect these descendants and this forest.

It and its offspring are the producers of this forest, absorbing light and water, turning the sludge into fruits that animals love to eat, and what the animals return to him is a vibrant forest.

But it never thought about it.

There will be such a day.

I will quietly watch my descendants, become black monsters, slaughter those thumping birds, those beasts that like to roll, grind them into meat and blood, devour them greedily, and let out cheerful laughter.

Black as the sea, it surrounds it.

Those black trees are like monsters, with branches that look like arms, and the leaves are like dry palms, dripping with crimson blood.

The trunk was densely covered with burrs, forming a hideous face smiling at him.

It looked at a tree beside it.

He still remembers that this is his first child.

big green.

At this time, the big green tree was trembling desperately, its trunk was already pitch black, and tumors began to grow, and the last emerald green on the crown of the tree seemed to be fighting against the rising black.

It is like a warrior who wants to stop the black tide, entangled with the dark ink, guarding the last emerald green.

"Administrator... Father."

The big green tree trunk shook violently, "I can't stand it anymore."

It looked at the painful Dalu and wanted to cry, but it couldn't.

It wanted to hug Big Green and tell him not to be afraid, but it couldn't stretch out its arms.

this moment.

It hated itself so much that it was just a tree.

A tree that can't move, not very strong.

A tree that cannot protect its own children and its home, cannot even reach out its arms to embrace its own children.

"I'm useless," it said, "I'm just a tree, a tree that likes green, peace and life."

"Boys, forgive me."

"Although I have a good name."

"But you may not know that I'm not that good. I can't take up arms and fight for you."

It can't even shed tears.

"Father." Big Green suddenly laughed, and its roots gently held the not-so-powerful guy, shaking slightly, as if saying goodbye.

"You don't need to blame yourself. We all know that you are not very good."

"Because you're just a tree."

"Your greatness does not lie in your strength, but in your love for life, forests and greenery. Without you, there would be no us."

"Father, thank you for giving us life."

"You are actually very powerful."

"So, please allow me to say goodbye to you by this address."

"Goodbye, the great super supreme invincible powerhouse Dawei Tianlong Boruo Buddha · Lone Star of the North · Shadow Cherry Killing · Shocking Sky Light · Infernal Fall from Hell · Faith of Illusory People · Philosophy of the Disgusted · Everything in the Universe The truth of shattering time and space の destructive fangs の curse の fallen angel..."

Listen to this powerful name.

It should be happy.

But for some reason, its roots were trembling slightly.

A never-before-seen emotion filled his body, sour, even the sweet fruit on the branch became sour at this moment, but he couldn't cry.

what happened.

Listening to a child call him such a powerful name is obviously his dream.

Listening to them say that they are actually very good, it is obviously their dream.

But why myself...

It holds tightly to the roots that are wrapped around its own roots.

"Big green, hold on..."

Speaking of half.

It came to an abrupt end.

Da Lu, who was still trembling before, suddenly stopped trembling at some point.

The roots became cold and strong.

It looked at Dalu, and saw that the canopy, which was originally still green, was already as black as ink at this moment.

Just now, the trembling roots that were holding him tightly, at this moment, are already strong and cold, entwined around his roots, like black shackles.

"Why didn't you finish saying my name..."

Looking at the strange dark trees in front of it, it understood.

Big Green has also disappeared.

But I didn't finish my name!

"Why didn't you finish saying my name!"

"Just finish it!"

"Keep talking!"

"Clatter!"

Its leaves quiver with sorrow, the cry of the forest.

but.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

for a while.

Its well-developed root system was suddenly entwined with dense roots. It was originally constructed by him as a communication network for children to chat. At this moment, it became a shackle!

The countless dark tree roots locked his roots tightly.

It looked up at those pitch-black monsters, but saw grim smiles on the trunks of those pitch-black monsters.

at the same time.

Countless unfamiliar and familiar voices were coldly recalled in the communication network.

"Father."

"Please submit!"

A stream of evil magic power is rushing to it from those dark roots!

Under the ground, the devil's blood from that devil is madly trying to pull it into the darkness!

It stared blankly at the monsters in front of it.

They call themselves father.

Can.

But his own child is obviously not willing to hurt even birds.

Looking at this pitch-black forest that looks like hell, looking at those birds and beasts whose bodies have been crushed, looking at those pitch-black magic trees with ferocious smiles.

The sadness he had just tasted suddenly turned into another emotion he had never had before.

Like a flame throbbing in my heart.

Burns like lava in the chest.

The pain makes people crazy and makes people want to destroy everything.

This emotion is called anger!

At this moment, the tree of morality, which was born from the essence of the flesh and blood of the god of morality, only wanted to look at the scenery with his child at ease, and the tree of morality, which had never been angry even if his child didn't want to call him by his name, fell into complete anger.

"Why!"

"Why!!"

"We are just moral trees, why destroy us!"

"Those children, those birds and beasts."

"And my home."

"What's wrong with them!!!"

"Just because we are trees without power?"

A force never before surged through his branches.

That is his love for life, for the forest.

That is the god of morality participating in his heart, and he loves all good things.

"You call me father."

"but."

"My child has been killed by you."

"I am obviously the first tree, but I always hide behind the child."

"This time."

"You guys come!!!"

It let out a silent roar, that force rushed out from his roots, and collided with the evil demon power!

This is the wrath of nature.

But this power.

In the face of the evil magic power transmitted from his own child and from that underground demon, he is still vulnerable to a single blow!

Its root system has begun to turn black, and the trunk has also begun to become thicker. Disgusting tree tumors burst through the bark, like bulging muscles!

The emerald green canopy also began to stain black.

It was as if a demon had forcibly pulled it into the abyss!

It suddenly understood.

Morality cannot repel evil.

and.

I am not very good.

I am just a tree that loves life and pays attention to morality, nothing more.

From the roots of those demon trees, while the power of demons was distorting them, there was laughter.

"Father, stop resisting."

"Father, join us, you will have stronger power."

"Father, how about falling into darkness and becoming one of us?"

Will have stronger power?

It suddenly laughed.

The anger that scorched it made it lose its usual warmth and kindness. A crazy, even evil thought appeared in its heart at this moment.

It looked at those pitch-black demon trees, and the roots that were trying to break free no longer evaded, and it actually held on to those pitch-black roots that entangled itself!

It also no longer resisted the rush of the dark devilish energy, but opened its mutated roots and penetrated deeply into the ground, absorbing the power emanating from the devil in the crypt.

"Joining you, there will be stronger power, right?"

It looked at those dark magic trees with a sneer.

"Yes, father, you will become stronger than ever!"

"Father, you finally figured it out!"

"Welcome to be one of us!"

"Father, please accept our filial gift."

"Let's turn this place into hell together!"

Those demon trees cheered, and even threw the bloody corpses of the birds and beasts they had just killed beside it.

It didn't look at the carcasses of those birds and beasts that looked so sweet at this time.

Instead, he looked at those pitch-black demon trees with a smirk: "Can that power make me tear you apart, my child?"

this moment.

Seeing the tree in front of him getting darker and deeper, like the first tree falling into the abyss.

These magic trees suddenly became silent.

The first tree that was born here and loves life was finally twisted by the devil and became the devil's tree.

The wind howling on this small island is like crying, like crying.

It's like witnessing the end of morality.

Its only remaining rationality felt the increasingly evil self, felt this body that disgusted him so much, and the shaking leaves laughed.

today.

I betrayed morality and fell into the abyss.

I used to be the ancient tree that loved life and peace the most, but after today, I will be the most powerful magic tree.

I will stand in the darkness of the deepest part of the abyss, and my world will no longer have morality and light.

I am not alone, for other evil ones walk with me.

But I will be alone, because I will strangle all the filthy life that walks with me.

In the deepest part of the abyss, there will be only one tree standing.

This is the diary of a big tree that is not very powerful but has a middle school name.