Chapter 431: Spirit

Lin Qi followed the bumpy carriage through the dense forest and walked slowly towards the center of Duncanwald Forest.

The treetops made way for him, vines and weeds seemed to inadvertently block the traces of the lizard man's footsteps, and the flowers bloomed happily, sending their fragrance into the air.

A friendly spirit lynch roamed the green and black branches with a cold gaze.

The ancient lizardmen could sense the vicissitudes of its soul, which had existed after the advent of the ancient saints.

The ancient oak trees groaned in the wind, and the once kind elders had become unrecognizable, just like the corroded forest.

Violence broke through its spiritual peace. Since the world was touched by the power of destruction and brought killing and war back to the world, the souls of these forests have changed.

Hatred destroys all two-legged creatures. This is not what forest spirits should think. They are supposed to be giant umbrellas for young creatures. The weak and clean creatures that are allowed to exist play under them and chase after them.

Later species snuggled up to their trunks, licked their nectar, filled their bellies with the fruits of the forest, and used their withered branches and leaves to make fire.

It could have easily made an excuse for itself - those ignorant species were indeed greedy, clearing the mountains and forests for a little prey and clearing the rivers with dense nets for a little fish.

But individuals can never represent the whole, even if they claim that they come with the will of the people of the country, they are only here for themselves and represent only themselves.

The soul of the forest has forgotten its mission and only remembers the reckless demands of young creatures and the shrinking forest.

Rabbits will be hunted by wild wolves, and the wolves will feed vultures after their death. Their bones will eventually return to the earth and become nutrients for the forest. The forest will be eaten by herbivorous species. Everything is in a cycle. This is nature.

Nature is by no means an empty forest with only a single plant.

The two-legged creatures repaid the plants with their death, but the plants forgot to dedicate the same death to the living creatures.

Perhaps it has forgotten the weapons that the ancient saints used to establish order, and has also forgotten that period of harmony.

Lin Qi made a precarious gesture, took out the dark scepter that had lost its luster, and gently tapped it on the twisted tree roots that were half exposed from the soil at his feet, suppressing the indignation and madness of the forest with his fiery will.

The rustling leaves calmed down, and a successful negotiation was reached.

If they want to cross the rainforest, Thoreau will use his strong muscles to push away the trees. If they want to cross the swamp, Thoreau will use his unparalleled strength to break open the water. If they want to clear obstacles that are not in the plan, they will move towards their goal in the midst of successive deaths.

They have been like this since the Ancient Saints opened the new century, and Lynch will be no exception.

But now the order has been violently disrupted, and the world has been divided into countless parts again. Wars, killings, and unnecessary deaths can be seen everywhere, turning the harmonious past forged with blood into a legend, a "mythical era" that only exists in the stories of elves and dwarves.

It is older than the history of some races, longer than the fate of a kingdom, and has long been lost in the dust of time.

But a new order will surely be established, and everything will return to its original state. Before that, Lynch must first wipe out the most active cult in the empire.

The tentacles of the Chaos Gods are still spreading in the world. Only after the power of Chaos is repelled, the cold-blooded species walk out of the rainforest again, regain the treasures of the ancient saints, and establish a new order and hegemony, can this planet get a suitable regulator.

At that time, the elves will stay in Ulthuan obediently, the dwarves will concentrate on mining minerals in the mountains, humans will recuperate on the plains, and the spirits in the forest and other species will develop and reproduce in designated areas.

Visitors who leave their original territory no longer need to carry swords to visit their neighbors, and the means of communication should not be the blood of young creatures, but the trade products and grains of various ethnic groups.

The unnatural beasts will no longer destroy settlements with irresistible brute force. With sufficiently powerful supervisors, they will return to the locations designated by the ancient saints to rest.

They can reaffirm their former hegemony and sovereignty of freedom. The race born for bloodshed will tell them what the new order should be like. The humanoid race is the foundation of the future, and civilization will eventually drive out barbarism.

Even if the giant beasts roam the starry sky for thousands of years, they will never be able to leave the starry sky, but those weak, bipedal creatures can.

Of course, monsters are also part of nature. In the abyss of the sea, deep mountains, and uninhabited wilderness, their freedom is by no means in the embryonic form of civilization. The so-called right to free survival does not mean that they can brutally use their innate advantages to run wild in civilized settlements.

Before the world is restored, it is best for the forest not to be too radical, as that will only lead to unnecessary casualties.

The mottled shadows of the trees slanted across the carriage. The devil's followers fiddled with the doctor's body wantonly, but for some reason, they did not directly torture the doctor with their evil tricks.

Apart from binding the human and sealing the staff in a silver chest, they did not offend the physician further.

The doctors were constantly monitored by rational warriors, and those believers who wanted to cross the line after the effects of the drug took effect were all driven aside.

Caris thought he would live a life worse than death, and cursed the companion who escaped alone several times in his heart.

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The peace along the way only intensified Caris's panic. No one would relax when staying in the same room with a group of evil people who used alcohol and drugs to numb their nerves and often hurt themselves.

The brief peace was more like the calm before the storm. The doctor didn't know how he would be treated. He just prayed secretly that he could die quickly.

He watched helplessly as the group of people shared the food of their accomplice who had taken poison. The suicide still had a happy smile on his face before he died.

He saw the devil's follower hiding in the corner of the carriage and silently tearing a piece of meat. When the inadvertent sunlight illuminated the blood at the corner of her lips, Caris had already anticipated that she was eating raw meat.

But the doctor didn't expect that the woman was gnawing on her own arm.

It was as if an invisible hunger was lingering over them. They had already eaten three of their accomplices along the way. When the remaining four glanced at them with their dark green eyes, even the doctor who had already given up hope felt inexplicably panicked.

When the sound of teeth rubbing against hard wood emerged, Caris huddled in another corner, not daring to move. If he had not been tied too tightly, he would have wanted to jump off the carriage and kill himself.

There were clearly more exquisite pastries on the bus, but they seemed to want to try a different flavor.

The agonizing journey came to an end when the carriage reached a relatively open meadow in the forest. Caris was carried out of the carriage by the seemingly thin cultists and thrown onto the open space.

Figures emerged one after another from behind the bushes. They were men and women, old and young, but without exception, most of them were wearing exquisite dresses.

(End of this chapter)