"Isn't this bad?" Nigris said hesitantly.
When the ancestor of the gods thought he could breathe a sigh of relief, Negris continued: "Look at it like this, how can there be anything for you to bury? You can't arrange a funeral for a pile of hay, or set up a festival every year on this day. Just offer sacrifices, give everyone a holiday and raise some salary, etc., be happy."
"This is good, this is good. It's like a grain seed competition. It has various performances, entertainment and shopping, and everyone can participate together as a family. It's called... By the way, what's your name?" Duroken turned to Divine Ancestor and asked.
Divine Ancestor responded with some anger: "They called me, Divine Ancestor."
"Wow, what an overbearing name. Let's call it the Ancestral God Festival. But the Grain Seed Contest is coming soon. It's not good to put the two festivals together. How about moving the Ancestral God Festival to the sowing season and finishing the ancestor gods ceremony? Just sow seeds, and when the harvest season comes, we hold a grain seeding competition after harvesting, which is perfect," said Negris.
"Ah? What should we do now? Kill it now, but wait until the planting season to hold a festival. Its consciousness will disappear. Isn't this bad?"
"What's wrong with this? We are holding a ceremony to commemorate it, not to 'give it' a festival. What does it matter whether the consciousness dissipates? If the consciousness does not dissipate, I am still afraid that it will take the opportunity to be reborn. Although the success rate is very low, But no one can say for sure, what if?”
"I just think it's weird. How about arresting him first and then beating him to death during the planting season?"
A group of people discussed various details with great interest, and the content of the discussion made the divine ancestor surge with anger.
"I just don't want to conflict with you. I'm not afraid of you. If you must choose to fight, it will be a mistake that will hurt both parties." Following the words of the Divine Ancestor, its aura rose rapidly, and the one underneath The dry leaves rolled towards it, towards the divine light.
The originally dry leaves softened and wrinkled, becoming uglier, but also appearing tougher.
These leaves wrapped around its body, twisting the entire ball of divine light into a... light bulb, a magic crystal light bulb bundled with hay.
The funny guys in Negris burst out laughing because the hay bale bulb was so funny, but they stopped laughing immediately.
The Divine Ancestor pulled up his legs, and large tracts of roots were pulled out from the ground, like a net, and it was a large net that spread throughout the entire space.
These roots were entangled and twisted into huge spikes, which were supported around the Divine Ancestor. The divine light continued to spread to these spikes, and each one was surging with powerful power.
Nigris's expression changed drastically, and he shouted urgently: "No, its roots have become integrated with this space, and this is its body."
It looks like an ordinary bunch of hay bales, but it is actually a giant rock covered with rocks. Even though it is inconspicuous floating in the sky, this rock is actually bigger than a mountain. If the ancestor of God If it is really covered with the entire rock, then its size will not be much smaller than the body of the God of Life.
However, what shocked everyone even more was that the tops of the spikes made of twisted roots were huge magic crystals. There were also magic crystals sandwiched between the roots. They were too numerous to count. There were countless tiny roots. Plunging into the magic crystals, these magic crystals were activated, and the powerful magic elements were sucked into the roots.
"Oh my god, it's converting the energy of the magic crystal. It's an elemental plant!" Duroken said in shock.
"Be careful with the magic crystal at the front of the spike. The elemental fluctuations there have reached saturation and will explode if touched." Negris also shouted.
Everyone quickly prepared for battle, but at this moment, Ange saw the tree shepherd incarnated by the God of Life, twisting his hands behind him and waving at him.
Ange tilted his head in confusion.
"Give me some insect ash liquid." The God of Life whispered.
Ange dug out a bucket.
As soon as the God of Life stretched out his hand, the entire arm turned into a vine net, grabbing the insect ash liquid entirely in his hand. Countless fibrous roots penetrated into it. The surging vitality seemed to be activated, and the tree shepherd grew like crazy.
Countless vines extended along the arms, twisting into two large fists drooping to the ground on both sides of the torso.
The Divine Ancestor suddenly turned his head, his eyes fell on the God of Life, and he murmured in shock: "Such a strong... vitality."
It grew to a height of eight meters. The tree herder raised two big fists and rushed over with twists and turns of his waist.
boom! A spike from the Ancestor of God pierced him, and the God of Life raised his fist to meet it. The branches of both sides clashed in the air, and the magic crystal on the spike exploded.
The big fists and spikes of the God of Life were blown into pieces and scattered in all directions.
However, neither the God of Life nor the Divine Ancestor cared about it, and they clashed with each other again with big fists and spikes.
boom! boom! boom! Continuous explosions and shock waves of elements overflowed.
The God of Life's Big Swing Fist is constantly twisting and twisting, one by one, and the powerful vitality makes the Big Swing Fist seem endless.
At the same time, its feet dug into the ground, extending its roots and entangling the roots of the divine ancestor.
The Divine Ancestor felt the intention of the God of Life and had to step back to prevent being entangled by the God of Life.
However, as soon as it retreated, the God of Life immediately pressed forward and hit it with a big fist.
The ancestor of the gods had to use the spikes to hit the big swing fist, because if he didn't block the big swing fist, the thing like a chain hammer would roll up to it.
Boom boom boom! There was another series of explosions, and the statue of the God of Life was pressing down on the ancestor of the gods. The scene was very heated.
Nigris and others were stunned: "Is this...this...old tree so cruel?"
"Look... can't you tell, I used to knit grass skirts for it with the little angels. Will it remember me?" Feti also said in shock.
"It's a bit fierce. No wonder His Majesty doesn't want to provoke it. This is still its clone. If its main body moves in the main plane, tsk tsk tsk..." Du Luoken suddenly said.
"I kind of know why so many people from the Light Church can't come out after entering the Elf Forest." Anthony murmured: "In a place like this where there's not even a blade of grass, it can be so ferocious and return to the forest. Who can beat it?"
Before they could finish talking, the God of Life had already used a big swing to break through the spikes of the ancestor, cut into the opponent's middle, and sprayed out a large mouthful of juice that had been prepared long ago.
The juice turns into green mist, and smoke sizzles wherever it splashes.
"Strong acid!?" everyone screamed.
The Divine Ancestor let out an angry roar and was shaken.
The juice was blown up, but turned into a white mist and fell again.
Large swaths of fungi immediately grew wherever they touched, and the tender and crisp fungi grew rapidly and opened the umbrella handle.
People who love to eat mushrooms will be ecstatic when they see this scene, but the ancestors who have this thing on their bodies are not happy at all. Wherever the mushrooms spread, they will immediately stiffen, which makes it have to break the magic crystal, so that The fire element burned the entire body.
A big swinging fist broke through the flames and hit the divine ancestor firmly...
The God of Life had too many tricks, including strong acids, fungi, big swings, and entangled roots. Half an hour later, a big bulb wrapped in hay was twisted and twisted by the shepherd, like a dead kobold. Drag it back.
Fetidu Luoken and others quickly tensed their bodies to get out of the way and stood up straight. They no longer thought the tree herder's walking posture was funny, but felt that this was the posture of a strong man.
The God of Life walked up to Ange, his figure had shrunk back to normal size, and said a little tiredly: "Give me some insect ash liquid."
Ange quickly dug out another bucket.
The big dead dog-like lightbulb seemed to feel the magic of the insect ash liquid. It forced it to move with thoughts, and the hay leaves couldn't help but want to reach over.
The God of Life slapped off the hay leaves and stretched the branches in. The insect ash liquid in the bucket was quickly absorbed.
Climbing onto Ange's shoulders again, the God of Life said, "I'll take a rest."
It seems that the God of Life is also very tired, but without the support of the main body, he defeated a powerful existence with two large buckets of grass ash liquid. He is worthy of being the God of Life.
What to do with this Divine Ancestor Tree now? Everyone's eyes moved to the big light bulb.
But the Divine Ancestor was the first to say: "Give me that, I will give everything."
