Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 395: Nathan Sacred Tree, the Place of Godhood, the Devil of Judgment
boom! boom! boom!
The sound of cannon fire began to be heard from the ports and beaches on the edge of Nason Island.

Under the crushing force of modern weapons, aliens from all over the world had no power to fight back.

Zhao Fangxu observed the images on the screen and nodded in relief.

For example, there is "Quanxing" in China, there is "Minglu" in foreign countries, and most of the remaining regions have their own problematic sects.

Who knows when these lawless criminals will get the urge to choose China as the place to have fun. In Zhao Fangxu's opinion, eliminating these restless factors is also a necessary measure for maintaining stability.

"But in this situation, Behemoth is still the headache." Zhao Fangxu noticed Ron holding a telescope on the deck through the shared image of the drone.

"Damn it, could you please take care of your lower body before you attack?"

Behemoth had clearly taken over the royal city, and King Nathan and the "sacred tree" were within reach, but they were interrupted by wizards from Europe and China.

He turned back angrily and yelled at Diya: "That damn guy must be your man, make him behave himself!"

Dia felt quite embarrassed and showed an expression that was almost regretful.

"That won't do. Think about it, in a battle of this magnitude, being quiet is like committing suicide, unless you can get that guy from the East to be quiet as well."

Ron gritted his teeth, looking ferocious.

The "sacred tree" that can transform extraordinary people is right in front of us. As an ordinary person, the "superman" dream that I wanted to realize in my childhood is about to come true!

"Unforgivable!"

"Prepare anti-aircraft weapons for me. I want to kill those two guys in the air!"

Ron continued to submit an application for assistance to Behemoth's headquarters.

But this time, the response was a ruthless rejection.

"Why?" Ron demanded.

The director in charge of the headquarters replied: "You also know that we are a commercial company. Our actions must be in line with the standards of interests. Sometimes it is a good idea to stop losses in time."

"On the surface, everyone supports Behemoth taking over Nasen Island, but in this turmoil, the Jade Society, Nadutong, the Alien House, the Fish Dragon Society... almost all forces have chosen to oppose us with actual actions."

This situation has never happened since the establishment of Behemoth.

After weighing the pros and cons, the investors behind the company do not want to make this conflict public for the time being.

"Ron, notify the soldiers on the island to evacuate in small numbers, taking King Nathan and the aliens who are conducting the SP drug experiment with them. With these important targets, we can abandon the 'Sacred Tree' if necessary."

Ron's hand holding the phone was shaking violently, and he stared at the island with an unwilling look on his face.

His family motto has always been to be true to one's own desires.

What Ron wanted most was to overcome his own cowardice and gain the power to control his body and mind at will.

The opportunity is clearly right in front of us.

As long as we have the "Sacred Tree", the controllable evolution catalyst SP with no side effects can be completed quickly.

By then, it will be of great benefit to both improving personal strength and developing armed forces.

If it could be provided to countries in restless areas, the benefits that would be gained would be unimaginable.

What’s the difference between this and the huge profits from selling arms!
thump!
Ron knelt down on the deck unwillingly.

The sea breeze carrying the smell of gunpowder blew from all directions from time to time.

Dia stretched and walked forward slowly. "Oh, this must be very uncomfortable for you. Do you want to go to the island with me?"

"You..." Ron looked up and glanced to the side.

Click, click!
Dia's back bulged with a sound of bone cracking. A pair of warm bone wings opened, and with a "whoosh" sound, a violent storm was set off.

Ron hesitated for a moment, but still reached out and hugged Dia's thigh tightly, and the two flew towards the royal city of Nasen Island together.

During the process, there were flames and ice crystals falling from time to time, and sometimes there was acid rain and smelly mud. Nathan was shrouded in an extremely harsh environment.

Dia looked down at the alien corpses scattered across the island and nodded with satisfaction.

After a while, they arrived at the royal city.

Outside the entire castle, there were cries of grief and wailing. The soldiers who survived the germs all showed varying degrees of illness.

Rashes, ulcers, or deformities, the scene was simply horrific.

Around the royal city, there was a circular pit that was excavated and was emitting a dazzling golden light.

"Is this the 'sacred tree'?" Ron swallowed greedily, gradually losing his strength.

"This is it, put me down!"

Diya frowned helplessly, "You are really willful. You can obviously let go."

Ron estimated the distance, mustered up his courage, and let go of his hands.

puff!

A figure in a neat suit rolled down to the pit where the "sacred tree" was planted.

Ron rolled and crawled to look down into the tree pit. At first glance, he was fascinated by the scene below.

The branches of the "sacred tree" spreading out on the ground are only a tiny part; the tree pit is the core and key.

Gold-plated roots spread in the pit, with human faces sticking out from the rhizomes. Some of them still have human shapes. These twisted and intertwined figures tightly protect the heart-shaped core of the "sacred tree".

Sometimes, you can even hear the whispers of those "people" in the roots.

Dia folded up his bone wings and walked slowly to the edge of the tree pit.

"Damn, this is really an incredible thing. Is this what Nathan's ancient witchcraft has refined?"

The moment he saw the "sacred tree", Dia suddenly understood what the islanders had said: the gods and people were born because of the tree, died for the tree, and in the end would return everything to the tree.

In the eyes of the gods and people, the end is not to leave, but to return, to the embrace of the "sacred tree".

The will, life and power of the gods' people are just part of the will, life and power of the sacred tree.

"This thing seems to be similar to the Black Tai Sui recorded in the Chinese "Fu Shi Jing". However, the final product of the Blood River Formation was also refined into an existence that was almost like a 'sacred tree'."

Dia began to think while observing the sacred tree.

A flash of golden light instantly enveloped the two of them.

Under the light of the "sacred tree", Dia's mind wandered for a while, then he hugged his abdomen and laughed.

"You bastard, you bastard! Of course I have the qualities to sacrifice for a certain belief, but why do you think I would sacrifice for you?"

After laughing, he wiped the tears from the corners of his mouth, and his expression changed, becoming gloomy and vicious.

"What a piece of shit, trying to interfere with my will."

Clang!
An exquisitely sharp dagger was pulled out, and Dia cut her wrist with the blade.

He stretched his arm towards the tree pit, and bright red blood dripped from the wound bit by bit. Then, the bleeding turned into a fountain gushing out.

Tick, tick!
Wow, wow...

The blood soaked the entire tree pit, and the blood line slowly climbed along the roots.

Ron on the side immediately became anxious, "What are you going to do!?"

Without even looking at him, Dia said coldly, "Take away the 'sacred tree' that you cannot take away, and take the power of the entire island for yourself."

As the blood gradually filled the tree pit, the submerged root "human face" began to wail in pain.

At the same time, Dia's face showed a very uncomfortable expression.

"Asshole, stop it!"

Ron looked around and took a machine gun from a body lying on the ground.

"Stop! Or I'll shoot!"

Diya glanced at him and said, "Coward, you'd better think about the consequences before you do anything."

"So many people sacrificed their lives for this broken tree, and in the end it fell into my hands. This feeling is so pleasant that I can't stop!"

Snapped!
Countless bone spurs emerged from Dia's palm, instantly nailing Ron, who was holding a gun, into the air.

"Do you want it, too? Do you have the qualities of sacrifice?"

"···"

Ron felt a suffocating feeling in his throat.

sacrifice?

Do you really think I don’t dare?
You bunch of idiots, do you really think I'm just a greedy person who lives for my own selfish desires?
Ron gritted his teeth and said, "Whether it's me or Behemoth, what we are loyal to is always the desire of mankind to move forward. We are the strongest driving force for human progress."

"Without us, many people would still be crawling at the feet of wizards and servants. It is because of our disregard for everything that we have brought about a civilization that benefits all mankind and given ordinary people the opportunity to look upon strangers as equals!"

"We just destroyed a little more and took a little more in the process, so we were criticized. But so what? Do you really think I don't have the awareness to sacrifice for this cause?"

Bang bang bang!
Ron pulled the trigger of the machine gun in his hand, flames flew, and bullets fired out.

Dia's body was quickly shattered in the hail of bullets, flesh and blood stuck to his bones, and he was shaking.

"Hehehe..." He laughed with half his mouth open in the air.

Suddenly, flesh and blood grew from the broken wounds of Dia, and a new body emerged.

Immediately afterwards, the excess flesh and blood began to reorganize, and all became new "individuals", except that the lower bodies of some people were still attached to Dia.

Ron was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. This collection of deformed and weird human bodies was exactly the same as the sacred forest of the "Sacred Tree".

Not only that, he recognized these new individuals that had grown.

The Grand Mage, Dean Taber of Flamel Academy, the long-lost genius black magician White of the Emerald Academy, Victor's mentor...
"You... who the hell are you?" Could it be that the president of the world-famous Testicle Mutual Aid Association is a complete monster?
"Don't worry, it's just a rare disease."

"It's just splitting some thoughts into new individuals, which is nothing. But it's because I fought with these strange 'thoughts' for a long time that I was able to swallow the 'Divine Tree' whole."

During the conversation, the tree pit was filled with blood without them noticing.

Ron still didn't understand: "What on earth do you want the 'Sacred Tree' for?"

As soon as Dia opened his mouth, the "new individuals" growing on his body spoke together: "Kill."

"Who do you want to kill?"

Dia pointed to the sky and said, "Although I usually look confused, I still hold grudges. After we met in an ancient tomb in China, I started to plan how to kill him."

"Although I don't know why he appeared in Nathan, for me, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

“This is God’s guidance!”

"Oh... fuck God."

puff!

Dia retracted the bone spur in his palm, and Ron fell heavily to the ground. At the same time, the new individual that split out was also retracted into his body.

"There are some things that you ordinary people simply don't understand."

"No matter how much you flatter yourself, you are nothing but a useless coward. Are you still dreaming of being a hero?"

Dia picked up Ron and threw him into the pool of blood in the tree pit.

Countless white skeletons emerged from the blood, stretched out their claws and pulled him into the depths of the blood pool.

When the blood completely fills the tree pit, the driving point of the magic circle with the "sacred tree" as the core will be completely completed.

Dia walked down the stairs slowly, looked at the huge fly limb that had fallen from the vestibule, and waved his arms in front of him a few times.

"It's almost time."

"The entire Nason Island is the place where I will attain godhood and prove my truth."

Diya sat on the steps, lit a cigarette and smoked leisurely.

Over the years, members of the mutual aid society have been searching for miracles or traces of immortals all over the world.

Through ancient books from the East and the West, he gradually understood one thing.

Whether it is alchemy, magic, or oriental techniques, when they are used to the extreme, they can only affect a certain area.

The great sages of the West, the saints of the East, or those who have become gods through various means, can perfectly influence the place where they leave the secular world.

These places are now collectively referred to as "Atmospheric Bureaus", but in the ancient past, they had another name.

The West calls it the "Stairway to God" and the East calls it the "Place of Attainment."

Flamel and the Academy, Hermes and the Pyramid, Zhang Sanfeng and Wudang Mountain, Zhang Daoling and Longhu Mountain, Abe no Haruaki and the Yin-Yang Bridge...
This is true.

It was fair that the two wizards fighting in the air did not gain any benefit from using the authority of heaven and earth.

And Nason Island is the best place for the "Sacred Tree" to fully exert its power.

It’s just that the “king” and the divine guards who inherited the power are each weaker than the other.

"It took the entire Roman Empire to exile Nathan, but now he can't even last a night in the hands of Behemoth."

Technology is advancing, but ancient witchcraft has not made any progress at all.

"Instead of wasting nature's gifts like this, I'd rather let the 'tree' become a part of me and make use of this world for my own benefit."

After finishing a cigarette, Diya slowly stood up.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
After a few snaps of the fingers, the sound spread across the island with the wind.

Feng Baobao, who was near the edge of the island, turned back suddenly, as if he heard something.

"Sister Baoer, what's wrong?" Zhang Chulan asked, turning around.

"Alive!"

Feng Baobao pointed to the distance and saw corpses crawling up from the ground.

Barron said, "Something like corpse-driving? There are some dead doctors who are proficient in this ability."

puff!

During the conversation, several corpses exploded with blood.

Feng Baobao rejected it, saying, "It's their blood that's alive!"

boom! boom! boom!
Accompanied by bursts of dull explosions, one mutilated corpse after another suddenly exploded.

Flesh and blood splattered everywhere, and thick blood poured out like a fountain, dyeing the gray earth red.

The blood was pulled by some irresistible force, slowly gathering into streams, flowing on the ground, seeping into the cracks in the land, but forming a clear scarlet ring along the edge of the island.

The remaining blood continued to meander forward like a living thing, and finally rushed towards the "sacred tree" in the central royal city.

"Ha—what a wonderful sight."

Dia stood on the steps, his eyes filled with crazy intoxication.

He opened his arms slightly, stood upright, and slowly extended his left and right index fingers, as if he was in a grand concert.

Gradually, a huge magic circle covering the entire island was outlined.

A scarlet barrier rose from the edge of the island, covering the entire Nason.

The two people fighting in the air were attracted by the glowing barrier at the same time.

Yan Huan looked down and said, "This has happened for the third time. How deep is this guy's obsession with the Blood River Formation?"

Maureen glanced around and didn't care about Dia's behavior.

In his opinion, the Blood River Formation was nothing more than a low-level alchemical formation.

Vlad III's brutal rule and killings ultimately did not bring him any success. He ended up becoming an immortal blood-sucking monster.

"Don't worry about him. He's just a small shrimp with some connections. He can't cause any trouble."

Morin stepped on Beelzebub's green furry back and picked up a magic wand in his hand.

"I've spread all these plagues, malaria, scarlet fever, and other germs, but they can't affect you at all."

Hearing this, Yan Huan asked back: "Do you understand the most perfect balance of the five elements in traditional Chinese medicine?"

"don't know."

"Then there's no point in playing the lute to a cow."

"Hehe..." Morin sneered, and six elemental spirits of water, fire, light, darkness, earth and wood flowed around him at the same time, piecing together a huge confinement magic circle in the air.

Yan Huan suddenly felt unwell.

It is obvious that these six elemental elves are competing with the five elements spirits for control over the five elements of this world.

Morin pointed the staff in his hand and said with a smile: "Although I can't take away all the power, but if I can limit the moment you transform into an element, then everything will be done."

After saying that, a black-skinned, black-winged angel riding a white snake slowly emerged from behind him.

"Duke of Hell, Astaroth, Conviction!"

Black wings flashed, feathers scattered, and a ball of light gathered at the tip of the staff.

Morin waved his hand lightly, and a huge crescent moon shot out across the sky and earth.

In an instant, Yan Huan's elemental transformation was sealed, and the speed of Flowing Gold Escape and Divine Fire Escape slowed down for a moment.

Yan Huan whispered: "Nine Lands, Six Directions."

boom!
The crystal clear amber gem instantly protected him in front of him. With the blessing of the power of the nine earths, Yan Huan's body was strengthened to the point of being indestructible.

"Hehehe, sin cannot be stopped." Mo Lin smiled, "Go to hell!"

Whoosh!

The Crescent Moon of Judgment rushed straight through Yan Huan's body.

After a long time, the sound of wind in the air was still there, but Yan Huan didn't seem to be uncomfortable at all.

"Ok?"

"You, don't you ever break your promise?"

This judgment is the ability to designate a sin, materialize it, and judge it. The harm to the person being punished depends on the severity of the crime committed.

Yan Huan roughly guessed the authority of the demon god in front of him and asked, "What you just judged was the crime of betrayal?"

Maureen didn't reply, his face full of black lines.

If I had known this, I would have tried the sin of lust or greed.

Yan Huan straightened his messy clothes and said with a smile: "It was a close call, fortunately Sima Yi was released in advance."

Swish!
Yan Huan opened his hands, and a five-colored Qi ball flew out and collided with the elemental elves.

"Your spirit doesn't seem to be as strong as mine. You can seal the moment I transform into an element, so guess how long I can control your physical body?"

Maureen raised his head and said, "No more than five seconds."

"It's okay, that's enough."

(End of this chapter)