Chapter 256 The Tree God’s Decision

An illusory mist of plague stagnated in the air a hundred meters above the coastline on the west side of the island, and a pair of swaying yellow-green aura eyes suddenly appeared in the mist.

It is the Plague Demon General - Gordon.

Until this moment, it still hid its true identity very well, staring at the sea in front of it in amazement.

Two huge 50-meter-high waterspouts were like decorative columns, hovering meekly next to the white cruise ship in the far distance.

Such a huge amount of water movement did not cause any big waves beside the boat.

The sea responded to Mark Destiny's call and surrendered meekly at his feet.

Under the water, there is no way to tell what is hidden.

Is it a terrible undercurrent that swallows everything? Or is it an extremely powerful deep-sea behemoth?

Gordon didn't know, after all, that was not its area of ​​expertise.

The terror of known things often has a limit, but the terror brought by the [unknown] can be infinite.

The other party is clearly trying to cause trouble!

But this Mark is not an ordinary person. From the bottomless abyss to hell, his vicious reputation echoes in every corner.

There is no one among the Seven Demon Kings and Four Demon Gods that he has not killed and dare not take action against.

Recently, with the support of a group of mysterious foreign gods, they robbed and robbed Botis, the war demon general. Oh, that guy was still pulling the boat in front of him, so that's okay.

Mark is not of the lawful good camp, but he is the first person to kill evil.

How can Gordon not be afraid of such a person?

If the boss were to change, Gordon might just bite the bullet and take the plunge. Helplessly, the Plague Demon is the one who dislikes direct combat the least among all the evil gods. What he likes to do most is to find other people's lairs and quietly spread the plague, destroying other people's lairs in one fell swoop.

Just like today's Howling Island, the underlying rock and soil of the entire island has been corroded, leaving the five nature gods who exist based on this land with nowhere to escape.

But why...this damn Mark ran out again?

"Mark Destiny! Are you determined to go against our bottomless abyss!?" Gordon used a tiger's skin as a banner, and his fierce voice was accompanied by an absurdly evil spiritual power. Coming over, even the Muse standing at the front couldn't help but feel his heart tremble.

The muse almost stopped singing.

Mark's left hand rests on Muse's shoulder, which represents encouragement.

Muse felt a majestic mysterious power spread throughout her divine body. Suddenly, she had the courage again: They talked about theirs, and I sang mine!

She continued to sing "Forest Song" in a calm tone that was not high-pitched, seducing those powerful forest people.

It's interesting that at this moment, her singing feels like it has been reduced to background BGM.

Mark turned to Gordon and curled his lips from a distance: "Stop pretending here! You are just a demon general who can't even represent the Plague Demon, and you have the nerve to involve the entire bottomless abyss!?"

Ge Dun shrank its theoretical neck. It was not a sign of weakness. Anyway, it was just a lie. If it didn't work, it wouldn't lose anything.

"Then what does your current behavior mean?"

"Nothing? I just had nothing to do, wandering around with a few goddesses, and suddenly found some good materials that can be used to build ships. I'm just happy to see you." Mark said, and Barbara next to him came up to him very respectfully. Bird leaned against Mark snugly, letting Mark use his retracted left hand to caress her flexible waist.

In fact, both sides did not believe a single punctuation mark of what the other said.

You guys don't know that we humans don't use wooden boats for a long time.

This is clearly...

Come and cheat! Come and grab it! Come for a sneak attack!

The Plague Demon's target is not just the Five Gods of Nature? The ancient tree elders under the Tree God are also targets of the Plague Demon God. Their strength is no less than that of the followers of the great church.

Once the corrosion is successful, it will be the strongest vanguard for the Plague Demon to set foot in the main world.

Mark suddenly intervened and wanted to snatch away these ancient tree elders, which made Gordon go crazy. It couldn't imagine how cruelly it would be treated if it couldn't complete the task entrusted by the Lord.

"Hmph! I don't care! As long as you dare to set foot on Howling Island, you will follow in the footsteps of the tree god! Let's see how confident you are to resist the corrosive power that my lord has accumulated for five hundred years!" Hidden Gordon's secret From the huge plague mist, a turbid yellow light suddenly shot out, drawing a clear dividing line between the sea and the beach of the island.

This boundary is aimed at Mark. The divine power fluctuations of him and the goddesses on the ship have been locked. As long as they dare to step into the Howling Island, they will receive the most terrifying 'gift'!

Gordon did everything it could, but to his surprise, the other party still calculated all of its reactions.

"Follow the plan." Mark raised the corner of his mouth.

On the bow deck, the painting goddess Pei Ting, who was hiding in the frame, stretched out a delicate arm from the painting, waved the brush, and suddenly painted the world with a cluster of beautiful oil paint - like a rainbow of magical oil paint. Swinging open, the sea in front of her meekly accepted her colors, and the entire sea became a huge canvas.

Green water, green mountains and blooming flowers.

Everything is tempting the most primitive impulses in the hearts of those tree people.

Even they know clearly in their hearts that there is no green land in front of them.

These gods and humans of unknown origin in front of us may be like how humans began the Age of Discovery hundreds of years ago, cutting down towering oak trees, cutting them into pieces, and making them into wooden boats... But they are too painful. ah!

There was rotten soil under their feet, and even if they were motionless, it was as if they were stepping in a pool of strong acid.

It may not be heaven on one side, but it is definitely hell below.

How to choose?

At this moment, Litcher, the goddess of literature, stepped forward. She picked up the manuscript in her hand and started reading loudly.

"We have no intention of destruction! But with your service, I will definitely take away the seeds of the forest for you, and when the spring comes, we will open up a new forest..." The goddess of literature spoke out a beautiful vision. .

Singing can stimulate hearing.

Pictures can stimulate vision.

Words can stir the imagination.

The three art goddesses did not necessarily have such seductive power. When Mark poured more than five million destiny points into it, what the three goddesses created was a "future" that was a bit small, but sufficiently tempting.

Even though humans and the gods of nature have had an essential conflict for a long time, compared to being completely destroyed and reduced to the minions of the devil and transformed into monsters and demons, it seems that Mark is still more decent!

"Woo——"

The tree god made his decision, and a long-lasting whistling sound echoed throughout the Lingfeng Island.

"Woo——" Countless tree people who were still able to move responded to the order of their ancestors and the god they believed in. They endured the corrosion caused by the earth under their feet and walked toward the sea step by step with broad steps.