One hundred and ninety-five. The gods who joined the team
The waves rocked the boat and ran aground.
The tree roots intertwined like snakes mating, blocking their way deep into the swamp.
Like all areas affected by strange forces, the temperature of the twisted and growing dark jungle is above 0 degrees, and the cold winter has not affected it here.
Lu Li stepped into the calf-deep water and stepped into a cold jungle that was different from the freezing cold.
The Shadow Cultists were left on the ship.
Follow the traces of tree roots and trunks deep into the jungle. The canopy formed by strange-shaped dead trees blocks the sky. If you look closely, you can see that they are still alive in the saline-alkali land bordering the sea. The sharp and sharp branches that form the airtight canopy
The branches tilt toward the south.
As early as the old days, Lu Li knew about the invasion of the Northern Shadow Swamp into the Southern Shadow Swamp. At that time, the Mother of the Swamp was still reluctantly resisting, but he didn't know if she was still there twenty-four years later, and whether the power of the Northern Shadow Swamp had taken over.
To the south, there is still the current situation of the Mother of Swamps.
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You can't see the bottom, and the water surface stirred by floating debris and mud ripples, hitting the tree roots and returning, melting and offset in the continuous ripples. However, there are always lucky ones who avoid all the tree roots and spread far away,
Until it reaches an unwatchable depth or the ripples disappear.
Lu Li lifted the oil lamp and illuminated the dark surroundings of the swamp.
Ophelia grabbed Psius, and the cracks slowly flashed dark red due to emotion. She didn't like it here. Not only because of being submerged in the cold water, but also because of the uncomfortable and depressive atmosphere surging in the jungle.
As they went deeper into the jungle, the back of Lu Li's hand that no longer felt warm told them that they were already very close.
The pursuit of the traces accelerated, and after a few minutes, they caught sight of silhouettes flashing behind forest shadows and saw waves reverberating in the depths.
"Psius...call him." Ophelia shook Pusius.
"God of the Deep Sea!"
Pusius's high-pitched big boy voice echoed in the jungle.
The ripples in the distance disappeared, and as they got closer, the northern sea water guarded them, and a curtain-like cloak appeared in the forest with strange shadows. The shadows under the hood watched silently.
"Can you sense the body position?"
Lu Li skipped the unnecessary joining and acceptance steps.
"...right here."
"Can't sense the specific location?"
"Yes."
Black eyes darker than the jungle fell into the depths. The Northern Shadow Swamp had a high probability of following the law that the deeper into the center, the greater the probability. It was just that the tree canopy that obscured the sky made it difficult for them to identify where they were. The compass had already entered the jungle.
It has become useless since then, just like in the small town of Innsmouth.
"How much power do you have left?" Lu Li asked.
"This evil spirit attacks me..." The god used Ophelia as an example.
"My name is Ophelia, the god." Ophelia reminded.
"...I can barely escape."
This type of communication is clearly not something a god should have.
Lu Li's gaze passed over Pusius, who was being held up by Ophelia and sneering with a guilty conscience: "Then I suggest you exit the swamp and observe the situation."
"I am a god."
The God of the Deep whispers something that does not allow Him to retreat.
"A god who has not yet recovered his strength." Lu Li added.
After a brief silence, the god floated towards Lu Li, and the water held by it dropped, making him parallel to Lu Li.
"Find me a body."
"It's too late..."
Ophelia suddenly threw Pusius to Lu Li and headed towards the depths of the jungle.
"Something... is approaching!"
The surging waves emerging from the depths confirmed Ophelia's awareness. The unidentifiable water line was quickly approaching.
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The lava flowing through the cracks evaporates the sea water, condenses and rushes towards the approaching silhouette.
The god of the deep sea controlled the water snakes to also rush towards the enemy, but they collided with the magma before touching them, and the harsh and turbulent scorching steam enveloped them, obscuring their vision.
Lu Li exited the range of the deadly high-temperature steam and stopped the attack of the God of the Deep: "Let Ophelia take action."
As the words fell, the arrow-like enemy penetrated the steam and wrapped around the body of the God of the Deep Sea, revealing its essence: tree roots.
More roots came out with steam, wrapped around Ophelia's body, and burned into flames in an instant.
All the tree roots struggled, shook, and came loose, crashing into the water.
The escaped Ophelia and the God of the Deep Sea returned to Lu Li, and the lava poured down to block the enemy's attack. They quickly exited the northern swamp and returned to the wooden boat away from the coast.
"The enemy is...the jungle."
Aboard Andrea, Ophelia recalls the tentacle-like roots that attacked them: "What is your... plan...?"
"Observe on the perimeter, and survey the southern swamp."
Andrea sailed east and dropped them off beyond the swamp.
This time the shadow cultists followed, heading south with Lu Li.
They passed through the ruins of Shadow Town, where everything remained as it was twenty years ago. Only the swamp road dividing the north from the south disappeared and was occupied by the canopy of trees that invaded the south swamp.
"Keep going south."
The journey south this time was longer than expected. As evening approached, and the sound of waves coming from the south coast could almost be heard, the only pure land of the swamp, uninvaded by the tree canopy, emerged before our eyes.
When Lu Li approached Lin Ying, he saw Ying Chuo Ren behind the tree.
The mother of the swamp is still there.
Next, Psius strangely saw the shy Shadowman hiding behind the tree, the curious Hexapod crawling and following, and the welcoming banyan tree swaying its branches.
"Do they know you?" Pusius couldn't help but ask.
"Um."
Under the leadership of Yingchuoren, Lu Li and the others arrived at the center of the "Pure Land", an open space.
There is no longer a giant 100-meter-tall banyan tree, only a two-story wooden house.
Lu Li saw two adjacent tombstones on the edge of the wooden house, and looked at the words on them in the dim light.
【R.I.P】
【Lilia Toyaragon】
[The 21st generation descendant of the Toaragon family]
【Guarding is the most honor】
【R.I.P】
【Roland Toyaragon】
[The third generation descendant of the Toaragon family]
[Even if the flowers wither, people will still remember her beauty]
"Because I, as a human being, have died."
Gentle and light words rang out, and the beautiful yet ferocious figure, half human and half insect, was covered in gauze and said to Lu Li who closed his eyes: "I have controlled the power...you can look at me..."
When Lu Li opened his black eyes again, the God of the Deep Sea whispered the identity of the Swamp Mother: "Ability God."
The eyes of the much smaller Swamp Mother turned to the God of the Deep Sea: "The orthodox gods will indeed call me a strange god, so... who are you?"
"The Lord of the Sea, the Ancient God Who Lives, the Guardian of the World, the God of the Deep."
Compared to the initial announcement, He has two more titles this time.
"Weak but respectable god...Gui'an." The Mother of the Swamp gently pressed her chest and saluted.
His eyes left the God of the Deep Sea and returned to Lu Li again, touching the white belly under the gauze with human tenderness: "I can feel your presence... I know... you are still alive... pregnant.