Chapter 223 Mysterious Encounter
In less than three minutes, a large pit more than three meters deep appeared.
Wei Huan remembered that in the first phase, they dug three meters down and touched the building, and could not dig any further.
But now the three meters was not the bottom yet. Wei Huan kept an eye on the movement over there while speeding up the digging of the facehugger.
This time, he went to a depth of about seven meters and finally saw the familiar black stone. There were magical patterns engraved on the stone that seemed to be very solid and could not be easily destroyed.
In fact, it doesn’t matter whether the digging is done or not. What matters is that Wei Huan saw what he wanted to see.
He stood at the edge of the pit and saw the tree roots half a meter high turning from dark purple to brown.
Deep purple, pollutants falling from outer space. In the last round, Wei Huan and his team discovered that the 12-leaf saplings were contaminated, so Captain Fang stayed there to purify the saplings.
But in this timeline, Captain Fang obviously does not exist, so the tree has been growing on pollution.
Wei Huan couldn't figure out for a moment whether this was a tree of purification blooming on pollution, or the source of pollution disguised as a holy tree.
Or maybe it does have extremely special abilities, but it accidentally took root in a source of pollution. Even if it survived with the powerful vitality of the holy object, this unhealthy environment from birth made it extremely difficult for it to grow.
Wei Huan carefully looked at it again with his data glasses and confirmed that it still showed [Holy Tree].
A sacred tree?
Wei Huan looked at the sky and then at his feet. He inexplicably felt that the tree seemed to be sealed.
As soon as this thought came to his mind, Wei Huan raised his eyebrows, and he found that he seemed to be getting closer to the truth.
Wei Huan jumped back to the ground and quickly came to the high priest of the Muyue tribe and said, "The situation of this sacred tree does not seem good. We must find a way to release it from here."
The high priest of the Muyue tribe was immersed in prayer and ignored Wei Huan.
Wei Huan thought for a moment and said, "If you don't take it away from here, it will die sooner or later, and your tribe will perish with it."
I don’t know if there were key words in Wei Huan’s words, or if the plot just reached this point, but just when Wei Huan wanted to continue speaking, the high priest of the Mu Yue tribe suddenly opened his eyes.
There was a hint of fear and panic in its eyes. Then it turned to look at the tribesmen behind it and said, "Did you hear the voice of the sacred tree?"
The Mu Yue giant nodded: "Yes, I heard it too. It said it was in pain and was about to die. It was calling for help."
After receiving affirmative responses from all the tribesmen, the chief priest of the Muyue tribe said with a firm look in his eyes, "Quick, find a way to communicate with the sacred tree. We must find a way to save it."
Then the Mu Yue people held hands, formed a circle, and prayed devoutly hand in hand.
Time seemed to be sped up a hundred times at this moment. He watched the Mu Yue and Mu Ri tribes praying here day and night. Sometimes there were a lot of people, sometimes there were very few people, but as time passed, the number of people from these two Titan tribes was indeed getting smaller and smaller.
He also saw the ever-present High Priest of the Moon-Pastoring Tribe slowly aging. The Titans must have a long lifespan, but they couldn't resist the ravages of time. Wrinkles appeared on the High Priest's face, and his back bulged. For a long time, he even sat under the tree without leaving.
Wei Huan, who was watching intently, suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart.
He looked back at the source of his palpitations, and his pupils suddenly contracted.
What did he see!?
A sacred tree that is being severely contaminated by purple spots.
The last time I looked at it, only the roots were polluted and the holy tree was suffering from leaf loss. As time passed quickly, it now looked like a terminally ill old tree, standing precariously before my eyes.
The purple spots completely invaded the big tree, and the pollution spread from the roots all the way to the top of the tree. The leaves were long gone, leaving only crooked and fallen dead branches.
Purple pus flowed out from the wrinkles of the bark, turning into clumps of large and small tumor-like things that piled up together.
It seemed like it would drip onto Wei Huan's head in the next second.
Wei Huan took three steps back and was thinking about what to do next when a series of shrill screams rang out behind him.
He turned around suddenly and saw the mad High Priest of the Muyue Clan, waving his hands and roaring, "All dead, all dead! You are not the Holy Tree, you are not! You are the source of the pollution, the culprit of all this! Ah——!!!"
The high priest of the Muyue tribe raised the staff in his hand and staggered to his feet. The surrounding air pressure and spiritual energy gathered madly with his movement.
The enormous force lifted its body upright again, as if it had returned to its youth.
But the wrinkles on its face were broken into bloody holes, and its eyes bulged out as if they were about to fall out. It looked as ferocious as a demon and launched a crazy attack at the sacred tree that it had believed in all its life.
"well……"
“Boom!!”
With a sigh from another dimension, the Holy Tree endured the high priest's all-out attack.
The tree split in the middle, and the trunk broke and fell down, hitting the high priest with a crackling sound.
When Wei Huan discovered that he would also be hit by the collapsed sacred tree, his first reaction was to rush out.
But he was blocked by an invisible mass. After bouncing back, he found that he seemed to be captured by time. He could only move within the scope of this event. He could even see Jones looking in from outside of time, a face with a frozen expression.
Time in the outside world seems to have stopped.
Or maybe the time he existed passed too quickly, so everything in the outside world seemed to have stopped.
Wei Huan couldn't think of a way to leave here for a while, so he was forced to get involved in the plot.
The priest of the Mu Yue tribe went mad and attacked the sacred tree that he had guarded all his life. Black streams of light bombarded the tree trunk, and branches fell down with crackling sounds.
Wei Huan could only summon Dian Ma to protect his head like a big umbrella. He also summoned undead like Shuroma to protect him and pushed him to the farthest edge he could reach.
"Crack!" Black rocks fell down.
Wei Huan looked up at the dome that was beginning to crack again and muttered to himself, "Again?"
Although he felt it was ridiculous, Wei Huan continued to summon his army of undead, surrounding himself in circles.
What if he was crushed to death? Who would believe it if I told others about it?
While Wei Huan was busy building a nest and a house, the high priest's madness reached its climax.
Finally, with its persistent chopping, the main branch of the sacred tree was cut to the center.
A pure force of nature suddenly burst out.
Wei Huan's attention was drawn to it, and he was surprised to find that the tree was not completely polluted. In its very center, there was a white core that exuded a purifying power.
Enveloped by this natural force, the high priest of the Muyue tribe came back to his senses and hesitated for a few seconds in the chopping action of his hand, but soon he fell into madness again.
“Crack, crack, crack!”
The continuous power of the moon chopped down the intact tree cores recklessly, and each blow released an extremely rich natural force.
Under the influence of natural forces, Wei Huan could feel his realm slowly growing.
It's like I'm AFK! What a cheat!
It’s a pity that now is not the time to practice. The high priest has gone mad, howling and vowing to chop the giant tree into two pieces.
The branches of the giant tree fell in large clumps, hitting Dianma's back with a dull thud. Some branches fell in front of her, and she could hardly see what was happening ahead.
Wei Huan couldn't help but move forward. Pieces of branches were pushed aside by the undead, and the disgusting purple juice was blocked by the face hugger's body. He walked forward on the face hugger's back shell without getting his soles dirty.
Finally, I arrived at the forefront of eating melons.
At this moment, the high priest was about to cut the holy tree in half, completely ignoring the sky that had begun to collapse and fall.
At this moment, the Holy Tree seemed to know that it was about to die, and let out another sigh that pierced through space.
"Why……"
An extremely rich and pure force erupted from the broken core of the tree, and the entire field of vision turned into a brilliant green.
Wei Huan's eyes suddenly widened as he looked at the thing that emerged from the core of the tree. Before his brain realized what it was, his body took action.
The Xiu Luoma and the Ghost Crow turned into the wind chasing the light and rushed forward. But after a series of misses, Wei Huan followed closely behind and rode on the back of a Xiu Luoma.
"drive!"
Xuoloma flew over, and Wei Huan grabbed one of Xuoloma's hands and turned over to hang on the horse's back. He stretched out his hand and felt a hard object from the green light, and held it firmly in his palm.
The green light disappeared.
The world was quiet for a moment.
Wei Huan rode on Shuroma and returned to the corner. When he was about to check the items in his hand, a crazy gaze fell on him.
Wei Huan looked up and met the eyes of the crazy high priest of the Muyue tribe.
This was the first time the high priest saw his own existence after entering this time zone.
Is it because of what you are holding in your hand?
Wei Huan felt the pure power in his hands and his slowly improving realm.
Instead, his fingers slowly tightened.
If he gets it, it's his!
"Ahhh!" The high priest of the Muyue tribe screamed miserably and rushed over.
The portal behind Wei Huan suddenly appeared, and the undead poured out from it like pouring out.
The two sides collided violently.
Agris had previously speculated that these giants of the Titans had probably reached Sequence Seven.
As a special existence in the tribe, the strength of this high priest can only be high, not low.
Logically speaking, Wei Huan is unable to fight back.
But perhaps because this assessment was only an assessment of the fifth-level world, or perhaps because of some luck, when Wei Huan fought against the high priest, he was already in his twilight years.
It had gone mad and was fighting without any plan at all, and most of the spiritual power in its body was used to bombard the sacred tree.
When it was Wei Huan's turn to fight it, even though the undead army was dying in large numbers, the high priest was unable to rush to Wei Huan, which meant that this battle was completely winnable.
When fighting against a necromancer who can form an army of one man, if you don’t have the strength to wipe out an area with one sword, it is only a matter of time before you are overwhelmed by the undead.
The big bear finally arrived in front of the high priest with six flying monkeys and a ball of green light.
Come on, you bastard!
The big bear made a "wow wow" sound and kept slapping the ground, finally attracting the attention of the high priest.
The high priest's attack landed on it, and the flying monkey disappeared with a "roar". The big bear stood firm, with the green light above its head flickering.
One blow, and withstood it.
The high priest naturally then launched a second attack on the big bear.
Another flying monkey disappeared, and the big bear was still howling.
The high priest hit the big bear one blow after another, and finally sent the big bear away with the fifth blow.
The big bear lying on the ground was caught by the hands of the undead and taken back to the tomb. After being resurrected again, he lined up to wait to come out.
But the high priest's nightmare also began.
In the time it took for these five strikes, the high priest was surrounded by undead spirits everywhere, in the sky and on the ground, in front, behind, left and right.
The flying monkey made a "chirp" sound, giving the undead army a boost.
Shuroma climbed onto the high priest's body, and with his three heads and six arms, he tore the high priest's body apart madly like a meat grinder.
The Lord of the Demon Eye hung over the high priest's head like a dark cloud, and beams of light fell like dense rain.
The high priest, who was caught in a dilemma, finally fell under the attack of the undead army and was quickly overwhelmed.
It was not until this time that Wei Huan's clenched fists relaxed.
A little nervous.
We have been under the protection of the chariot for too long and it has been a long time since we fought like this.
Although the high priest's ability has been weakened, it is only relative. Wei Huan feels that this boss battle, apart from him, will probably be a brutal battle for Captain Fang and his men.
After all, Wei Huan’s current strength is a bit supermodel-like.
If he didn't consider Mofidi who might catch up with him, he would have already reached the ceiling of the fifth-level world.
The high priest is at the middle level of Sequence Six.
The high priest was completely torn to pieces by the undead army, and the holy tree fell down at this time. Without the support of the holy tree branches, the sky began to fall in large pieces.
“Hualala!”
Wei Huan frowned and was about to reinforce the bone fortress when his eyes suddenly blurred and the dark world disappeared. He found himself outdoors.
He was stunned.
The sky was dark purple, and all around were trees that were slowly transforming from purple spots to green.
A two-hundred-kilometer-high mountain stood before him, and at this moment he was standing on the bow of the ancient sailboat of the Mu Ri tribe.
This is... being teleported out?
"Wei Huan!? Why is he here?"
Before Wei Huan could see more, he was suddenly awakened by the voices behind him.
When he turned around, he threw the thing he had been holding in his hand into the portable space and looked at the people behind him.
It's the group from the Osham faction.
Including the group of people brought by Agris, there are more than ten people here.
They seemed to have just climbed back onto the ancient sailing ship and never dreamed that Wei Huan would be here, so the group was shocked.
Then, an Osam train captain, who Wei Huan must have met before, said, "Wei Huan, we are all here to take the test. You have your test, and we have ours too. Don't stop us."
Wei Huan looked at the six of them and without saying a word, he showed eight portals, from which the undead army, whose status had not yet disappeared, was teleported out.
This also made Wei Huan more certain that what he had just experienced was real.
Wei Huan's actions made Osam and his group very nervous. The person who spoke raised his voice: "This is not a killing game, Wei Huan, calm down!"
Wei Huan looked away with an expressionless face.
He simply felt insecure without the undead army by his side, and besides, these people's exploration was doomed to fail.
Seeing Wei Huan turn around and look outside the ship, and simply set up a cordon between them with the undead army, these people breathed a sigh of relief.
After looking at each other, their expressions were somewhat complicated.
The reason why they chose to go and then return here was because Wei Huan and Agris were ahead.
They knew it would be difficult to gain any benefits from these two powerful men, so they avoided the direction they were going, trying to see if they could find anything else.
But now that Wei Huan appears here, perhaps all the useful things are gone?
"Do you want to continue?"
"We can't go back. We have no idea how far we have explored. We have no chance at all. Now that we are here..."
"Okay."
More than a dozen people bypassed Wei Huan and quickly disappeared into the cabin.
Seeing that there was no one around, Wei Huan wanted to see what he had got, but obviously God did not give him the chance.
As the people here walked away, Jones, with a confused look on his face, appeared on the boat not far away.
He spotted Wei Huan at a glance and ran over happily: "Master Wei, Master, I got something good."
Jones tiptoed through the army of undead and finally came in front of Wei Huan, spreading his hands in front of him.
The shape of the maple leaf, Wei Huan remembered that it was the leaf of the sacred tree.
Wei Huan looked at the leaves, then at Jones, and said, "You should know the use of this leaf."
Jones nodded: "I know, it can give you a chance for enlightenment."
"Don't you want to keep it for yourself?"
Jones scratched his head and laughed, "I know my own abilities. Even if I were given ten more chances of enlightenment, I would never be as strong as you. So I would like to offer this leaf to you and follow you forever."
Wei Huan picked up the leaf, looked at Jones's eyes flashing with anticipation, and nodded: "Okay, contact me after you leave, and get ready to get in the car."
"Thank you, sir!" Jones' lips trembled with excitement as he saluted him with the highest etiquette of their country.
Wei Huan put the leaves into the storage space and asked about Jones's experience after they separated.
Jones told the whole story without hesitation.
Simply put, Wei Huan disappeared after entering a separate time stream. Jones wanted to look for him, but was suppressed by the aura of the sacred tree and was blocked outside.
Just when he was getting anxious, the giants of the Sun-Shepherd Tribe and the Moon-Shepherd Tribe completed their sacrifice. The sacred tree bestowed its blessing and a few leaves fell down, and Jones also got one.
When he got the leaf, he was teleported back to the ship and saw Wei Huan.
Jones added: "There was a battle going on not far away, but because I was always following the adults, I was unable to get any useful information."
Wei Huan was indeed a little curious and recalled the scene he had seen with the Lord of the Magic Eye before.
It seemed to be the giants' warehouse, but the group started fighting before they even entered the warehouse. It is not known whether Captain Liu and his men were affected.
Although entering the assessment area is bound to be risky and life and death are at their own risk, Wei Huan still does not want them to be harmed.
"Let's go in and take a look."
He was just waiting here anyway. He didn't really need the things in the warehouse, but he still had to protect the lives of Captain Liu and his men.
Jones naturally followed quietly.
Moreover, this time, because of the pledge of allegiance, Wei Huan's attitude towards him was indeed much better. Not only did he arrange a terrestrial beast mount for him, he also specially arranged some undead to be responsible for his safety.
But as they left the ancient sailing ship and moved forward again, they found that something was different.
They seemed to be traveling through time again, and with every step forward, the mountains in front of them were changing.
The trees grew back, and the soil gradually became thinner, revealing the dark mountain. Broken rocks were piled up on the ground as if there had just been an earthquake, and were even falling down.
Until they reached the closest place where they could touch the rocks with their hands, Wei Huan could be absolutely sure that they had returned to the past.
That is the very beginning.
Is the assessment not over yet?
Wei Huan frowned.
He flew high to look for the entrance, and after circling half a circle, he found the passage he came from.
In the passage, there are challengers guarding here.
When they saw Wei Huan coming back, they stood up excitedly and waved to them.
I said from a distance, "The boat is finally here. We've been waiting for several days. Is everything going well?"
Then someone noticed someone was missing and started to get nervous: "Where's Liaf?"
Wei Huan thought about Liaf, who was fighting for the warehouse, and shook his head: "I don't know."
This man was from the Big Bear Country. When he heard Wei Huan's answer, his face darkened and he looked at Wei Huan with some vigilance.
Wei Huan was too lazy to explain and jumped from the back of the Earth Beast onto the back of the Face Hugger. The Face Hugger ran wildly on its eight legs and soon disappeared into the passage.
Of course, Jones was also taken away by him, and now that group of people cannot be trusted.
The long passage spirals downwards, as if leading to the depths of the earth.
The facehugger moved very quickly, but it still took almost half an hour to reach its destination.
When he saw Captain Fang, who was guarding the saplings, safe and sound, he slowly relaxed after taking a deep breath.
Captain Fang's body radiated a sacred light, and the face that looked over at him had an inexplicable compassion. Wei Huan, who had been running around and killing people outside, retracted all the outward aura from his body, got off the back of the face hugger, and sat next to Captain Fang.
He looked at him, then at the sapling, and then recounted his experience.
The only difference was the hard thing he got in the flow of time, which he never had time to look at.
After finishing speaking, Wei Huan said, "I have already thought of a way to leave."
Captain Fang was still immersed in the experience Wei Huan described. Hearing this, he looked at him and said, "I think I understand too."
Wei Huan added, "And if all goes well, this sapling might become our final reward."
"Indeed, if this sapling can be brought out, all of humanity will benefit from it. During the time I've been staying with it, my realm has also greatly improved."
After hearing this, Wei Huan felt much better.
This time he came in and took away seven leaves at once. It didn't matter if others took them or not, but Captain Fang couldn't go back empty-handed.
It would be nice if there is improvement.
Wei Huan's tone lightened and he smiled slightly: "Come on then, it's almost time to go out."
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