Gods, I am the ancient Greek god of joy

The huge volume of this mountain-sized grape vine allows it to absorb vast amounts of black fog. A large amount of black fog forms a gigantic black vortex in the sky above the area, which is continuously swallowed up by the grape vine. The scene is like the fall of the underworld, as if the whole world is collapsing.

The turbulence of the black fog has attracted the attention of Crazy World. He has allocated a part of his perception to monitor the situation here. Such a huge momentum cannot be caused even by ten A-levels. Crazy World can only retract all his attention and comprehensively observe this grape vine.

Crazy World hid in the black fog and kept analyzing the structure of the vine. He found that it was completely born for the black fog. From the roots to the leaves, it grew completely by absorbing the direction of the black fog.

At this time, the place where there was originally a pool of black liquid at the root of the foot of the mountain has now turned into a black lake. Countless pure black liquids are constantly absorbed by the leaves as drops of black mist in the air.

Each drop of black liquid contains rich black fog energy. They gather on the ground to form a black lake, emitting a strange and powerful aura.

As time went by, the amount of black liquid in the Black Lake increased, and gradually a huge vortex was formed. This vortex kept spinning, sucking more black fog in the air into it, and then continuously condensed into black liquid through the leaves and roots of the grape vines and dripped into the Black Lake at the foot of the mountain.

The pure black liquid is absorbed by the roots of the grapevines and gradually supplied to the branches at the top. The black liquid flows upward along the stems of the grapevines, nourishing every part of it. Under the nourishment of the black liquid, the grapevines become thicker and tougher, and the leaves become darker.

Finally, the black liquid reached the top of the vine and condensed into a bunch of crystal clear grapes. Although this bunch of grapes is not yet ripe, it has begun to exude a rich and attractive fruit aroma.

If Feng Shijie had eyes at this moment, he would probably have popped his eyes out. He carefully scanned the bunch of grapes in front of him that exuded a mysterious aura. Each grape seemed to be condensed from the essence of black fog, crystal clear and dazzling like a black gem.

The energy fluctuations they emitted were not inferior to his fragments of consciousness! You know, his fragments of consciousness were formed after a long period of precipitation and accumulation, and they contained extremely powerful power. However, these unripe grapes were already comparable to his fragments of consciousness.

Crazy World couldn't help but fall into deep thought. This was no longer something that could appear in this world. If this bunch of grapes was really ripe, it would be the legendary spiritual root if placed in a world with higher energy. If the previous world had such a treasure to circulate spiritual energy for the world, he would not need to destroy the world. As long as he kept this vine, it would be enough to support the world's advancement.

So now the question is, this world has been ruined by him, why can such a spiritual root grow now, and why is it so compatible with his black fog? Is it because his own energy has reached the point where it can give birth to spiritual plants? He has no idea about this, after all, this is the first time he has encountered this thing.

But no matter what, he felt that it was his opportunity at this moment. Now the grapes have such energy even though they are not yet ripe. Once they are ripe, how powerful will the energy contained in them be?

As he thought about this, Crazy World's consciousness became more and more excited, as if he saw an endless future right before his eyes. He even felt that once he had these grapes, his strength would be able to crush any existence. At that time, he would turn the usurper Gaia into a puppet again and suppress it day and night in the mud of the evil of this world.

Even if it is Zagros, um... forget it, but he can expel him by then. There can only be one person living in this world. As he thought about it, he seemed to have entered a state of self-satisfaction. He could not wait to witness the moment when these grapes ripen and see how much of a surprise they can bring.

As time went by, Crazy World didn't dare to leave here at all. He no longer had the energy to pay attention to Zagros's movements, and even paid less attention to the infected bodies in the outside world. Anyway, the black fog still shrouded the world, and Gaia couldn't make any waves. He put most of his energy here. There were so many changes in the black fog. He didn't believe that Gaia and Zagros didn't know the situation here. He didn't dare to leave at all now, but he didn't dare to show up, for fear that these people were guarding in the dark.

For this reason, he has been hiding in the black fog and has secretly begun to summon nearby A-level infected bodies. Now, for this spiritual root, it can sacrifice part of its territory. He believes that as long as he absorbs the grapes, he can get back double the losses.

But now there is nothing that he cares more about than this spiritual root. As the grapes on the top of the vine begin to swell, it also means that the growth of the vine has entered a new stage. At this moment, the black lake at the root of the vine at the foot of the mountain has bottomed out. It is obvious that the black fog nearby is not enough to keep up with the growth of the grapes.

"Damn it! I have almost mobilized all the black fog nearby. How much energy does this spiritual root need? If I continue to feed it like this, the time the black fog covers it will become shorter and shorter. If the authority of the world is not in my hands, the world at the sacrifice point will be enough for the growth of this grape vine!"

Seeing that the ripening rate of the grapes gradually slowed down, Crazy World began to get impatient.

However, he did not intend to give up. After some thought, he could only mobilize a small amount of other black mist to at least maintain the activity of the grape vines. However, this was only a temporary solution and not a fundamental solution. You cannot have your cake and eat it too. As for which one to give up, Crazy World was now in a dilemma.

The grapevines absorbed the black fog too quickly, and there was only so much black fog he could gather. Without the grapevines, he could have easily staged a comeback, because the infected bodies now had the upper hand. However, with an unlimited supply of grapevines now, the time the black fog covered the world would be greatly reduced. The time that the black fog covered the world was completely his capital for a comeback, and every day less was a huge loss for him.

But looking at this bunch of grapes, most of them are now ripe, with only a few at the bottom still developing. This grape plant has only one chance to bear fruit, because it does not have the energy to support it next time. Once it is picked now, it will be equivalent to getting a semi-finished product, and the harvest will definitely not be as strong as a fully mature plant.

However, as he did nothing, the leaves at the bottom of the vines began to show signs of malnutrition. The grapes at the top, which were originally still flickering, gradually disappeared. The few unripe fruits at the bottom even showed signs of shriveling up. The frightened Crazy World immediately mobilized a new batch of black fog to replenish the vines, which finally temporarily slowed down the shriveling trend.