Surrounded by dark trees, the silt-like black soil was covered with snow, which was caressed away by the diligent six-legged monster.
Silence fell in front of the clearing of the wooden house.
Pusius was stunned.
Ophelia stared at Lu Li and Swamp Mother strangely.
The god of the deep sea controls the power to condense the water droplets.
"My bloodline?"
Lu Li raised his head and stared calmly at the swamp mother shrouded in motherhood.
"Human nature...that's what you call it."
Pusius breathed a sigh of relief, the dark red under Ophelia's gap no longer flashed.
"This is my gift to your heirs." Only the God of the Deep Sea held up a round, solid, pearl-like light red water drop with pure water. "It will be blessed by the ancient god."
"Uh... Your Excellency Poseidon, I think the 'human nature' they say is not what they mean by children."
"Thank you to the ancient gods for your gift..."
The mother of the swamp performed the ancient noble etiquette and accepted the water droplets that looked like stars. Silk threads appeared on her fingertips and entwined the crystal water droplets to form the shape of a necklace.
The ugly and fat insect stepped in front of Lu Li, with a low and beautiful figure that seemed to be emitting fluorescence, and hung the necklace made from it around his neck.
"This is the 'gift from Grand Duke Tualatin'"
"Ellen... Kingdom... Proverb, Tualatin... Grand Duke... faced... the... beloved... noble... and gave... the precious... things... bestowed by the royal family... to... her."
Origin of the proverb Ophelia whispers.
If the tombstone of the Swamp Mother had not been erected there, perhaps she would have talked with Lu Li about the past twenty-four years, asked about Lu Li's experiences, and was curious about his youth. But now, he is more divine than human.
"Friend...spirit, tell me your purpose of coming."
"We want to know about the situation in the Northern Shadow Swamp." Lu Li's attention left the necklace around his neck.
"Northern Shadow Swamp..."
The Swamp Mother slowly straightened up and recalled her enemies: a group of trees.
There are no other enemies, only a group of trees that have taken root and spread to invade the territory of the Swamp Mother.
The tree roots that Lu Li encountered were their attacks. But the north coast was to their north and the defense was weak. If it was a land of strife bordering the Devouring Swamp Mother, they would experience the horror of the Twisted Jungle.
"They suddenly woke up twenty years ago, spread and grew. There may be a reason. Is that why you came here..."
"We are looking for something."
Lu Li didn't make it clearer. A vengeful spirit, and an ancient god whose power is not as powerful as the vengeful spirit. Even though the Swamp Mother has lost most of her power due to the invasion in the past twenty years, she still controls the power of the evil god.
If he covets the body of the ancient god, although that may not be a bad thing, but
"My broken body fell here. Young God, are you willing to get it back for me?" The God of the Deep Sea proudly told his purpose.
"You shall call 'you' 'thou'" the Swamp Mother corrected the strange ancient pronunciation of the God of the Deep.
"You..." the God of the Deep Sea followed.
The weak evil god taught the ancient gods who once stood at the top. When the god of the deep mastered this vocabulary, the mother of the swamp responded to his invitation: "I cannot compete with the power of that jungle."
"Together we are stronger than you alone." Lu Li just said.
Swamp Mother thought briefly and accepted the cooperation, just like the last time twenty-four years ago.
"...Please follow me to the battlefield."
As night falls, fluorescent plants laughing like elves run on the frozen swamp, following them forward, occasionally struggling to take root in the frozen soil.
The clearing and battlefield where the Swamp Mother is located are only three miles apart. This is the front line for her to resist erosion.
before being occupied.
The banyan tree guards stood at the edge of the darkness. In the darkness beyond the reach of fluorescent plants and oil lamps, there was only the sound of whipping that rent the air and the sound of collapse from time to time.
Branches and roots are not suitable for combat, but neither are the servants of the Swamp Mother.
Only the banyan tree guard can barely resist, which is why it has sustained it for twenty years.
"This place will be lost tomorrow and retreat to the next line of defense..."
The story of the Swamp Mother reminded them of the six-legged monster they saw taking care of the banyan tree on the way back.
This war is protracted. But as it draws to a close, the defeat of the Swamp Mother is imminent.
The sound of fighting from the darkness suddenly intensified, became more ferocious and manic, and sounded as densely as a thunderstorm.
"It senses the arrival of you and me..." Swamp Mother whispered, and she and Lu Li retreated from the front line and returned to the quiet house in the open space.
The Swamp Mother invites them into her house, and the cold outside is not the right place to talk.
Walking into the house from the wooden door of the Giant's Gate in the fairy tale, the brightness and warmth are like returning to human civilization. However, you can ignore the utensils everywhere in the house, which are more convenient for the mother of the swamp.
The books that Lilia brought back and the ruins of Shadow Town were not able to fill the corner bookshelf. The emblem symbolizing the Toaragon family was printed on the most conspicuous wall.
"It... doesn't look like Anna."
The divinity of the Swamp Mother fades away as she enters the house, and more humanity emerges.
"Ophelia." Lu Li said.
In the blooming light of the fish oil lamp, they returned to the topic.
The Twisted Treeline is obviously difficult to deal with, at least not as much as them plus Swamp Mother.
Trouble also arises from this.
They want to defeat the jungle to get back the remains of the God of the Deep.
But only by retrieving the body can we defeat the jungle.
"Let the fire... purify."
Ophelia still remembers the fear of tree roots when touching lava.
"It holds the power of the ancient god's remains... Fire cannot burn the jungle."
The eyes of the Swamp Mother reflected the burning oil lamp, and Ophelia's words rang out.
"Then... it's hotter than fire..."
…
Swamp Road.
The dirt roads that once separated the north and south swamps are now replaced by an airtight canopy of twisted trees.
A hundred meters above the ground, Lu Li, Ophelia, and the God of the Deep Sea were lifted up by the water. Ophelia's charred arms were stretched out, hot and bright, like blood-like lava falling towards the jungle below.
If you want to use lava to destroy the Twisted Jungle, you need a burning fire that can sweep through the entire swamp.
The flames gradually appeared, the sound of breaking through the air became clear, and chaos emerged from the burning tree canopy.
There are also sudden attacks.
Out of nowhere, tree roots turned into afterimages and flew up from the twisted jungle, wrapping around the bodies of Ophelia and the God of the Deep Sea, and pulling them to the ground.
Ophelia melted the tree roots and saved the God of the Deep Sea. The re-emerged water carried them as they fell, and Lu Li retreated to the edge.
"You are...blaspheming...an...ancient god!"
Staring down at the jungle waving roots and extinguishing flames, the God of the Deep whispered angrily.
Failures come suddenly, as if they had been prepared for them.
"You're...imitating my...talk." Ophelia said.
"I apologize..."
The God of the Deep Sea imitated the etiquette of the Swamp Mother and bowed slightly.
Only Lu Li remained quiet, thoughtfully recalling his short and failed experiences.
