Nuwa Growth Diary

Farther away from the outskirts of the city, a huge ash tree is growing in a distant wasteland.

Its branches almost rise into the sky, the huge canopy seems to cover the entire sky, and even the moon is completely hidden behind the luxuriant branches and leaves. Below the ground, three strong main root systems are rapidly piercing and spreading deeply in three directions, as if they would stop after reaching the end point through the center of the earth.

One root system leads to the land near the sea, one root system leads to Nivelgem, the first of the Nordic Chaos, and the last one leads to the God's Court in the urban area.

A long-haired main **** wearing a windbreaker stepped on the ground silently. He stood there quietly for a while, then suddenly raised his arm and slammed an axe in his hand into the ground. A huge crack in the ground was suddenly in the axe blade. It opens up to a depth of tens of meters, and it looks like a big opening from a distance.

A fast-growing tree root was instantly cut off at a depth of tens of meters. After squirming unwillingly at the fracture, it finally stopped temporarily to accumulate strength. The silent young man ignored the axe that was broken into ashes by stepping on his feet because he couldn't bear his own strength. He raised his head and cast his eyes quietly to a thin young man standing on the trunk.

The young man dissipated the black mist around him, revealing a smiling face that could be called sunny and cheerful, and waved at the silent young man here: "I remember your axe has been cut off by Xing Tian... How dare you come here? What courage!"

There are only two people in the empty wilderness, and it seems to be very quiet. But in fact, it was not quiet not long ago.

The ground under Vidal's feet has been stained auburn, and every time he takes a step, there will be a sticky drag under the soles of his shoes, as if a piece of mud.

The scattered weapons and broken armor proved what happened here, but apart from these, not even a single body was left here.

"...Odin, where is it." Vidal asked quietly.

"You mean that one-eyed dragon?!" The boy snapped his fingers unceremoniously, and on the huge canopy of the cloud, the tallest branch called Lyllard stretched out toward the ground as if it had come alive. A strong body with no sound hung on Lyllard's tree branch.

An old man with black curly hair and a gray beard had several fatal wounds on his body, and on his tangled and strong chest muscles, the largest left gap was open, as if he was about to split his strong body in half. From that rift, there was an icy and silent breath, without the pulse of the heart, and there was no wave of the heroic soul.

His one eye closed quietly. There is no pain or anger in his expression, only the satisfaction and peace of the soldier in completing his final mission... as if he was not dead, but just asleep.

Vidal looked at his father quietly, his slender body almost blended with the darkness, making him so silent that it looked like an ancient tomb.

After a long while. He finally raised his head, his voice still deep and steady like an ancient well: "Just leave his divine body...what do you want to do?"

"The tree of the world was created by him, isn't it." The young man answered naturally, "So of course I want to keep him. The other gods return their flesh and blood to the tree of the world. It becomes a nourishment for its rapid growth, but this one-eyed dragon can't. He has to hang on Lyllard all the time, which is equivalent to a false judgment that "Odin still exists" I made for World Tree... Well, you can also think of it as a receiving antenna."

Vidal was silent.

"Of course." The boy smiled maliciously: "When the existence of the God Court is deprived, the existence of the World Tree is no longer necessary. You can come to collect the corpse at that time."

Vidal remained silent, but his body moved slightly. Lift a step.

He walked towards the young man slowly, and raised his right hand, slowly condensing another huge long axe.

"Using divine power to condense weapons is a very costly behavior. Unless there is an absolute advantage in crushing, this behavior is only suitable for being handsome." The teenager raised his wrist and looked at the time with the weak fluorescence on the case: "I There are still half an hour left today, and you don’t have any weapons to take advantage of. The World Tree has also become my subsidiary, and now only you are left..." The unspoken subtext is quite obvious. Yes, young man, are you really sure that you are going to die? !

Vidal's pace was not the slightest disorder, and he walked towards the teenager with a steady rhythm. He slowly said: "Odin never knew what I wanted... He thought that by hiding me, he would inherit the glory of the continuation of Northern Europe. ,but……"

Vidal squeezed the handle of the axe with both hands, and the silence spreading around his body instantly turned into fiery blazing like a flame:

"I am also a fighter."

...

When Odin's two crows fell into the backyard of the Pottery Art Bar, the backyard bloomed almost instantly.

Of course, only those flower monsters who live in Jinfeng Xiaojia are the only ones who are awkward. The powerful flower monsters have entered the court to rest, and those who have not even been able to transform themselves naturally have to stay in the backyard.

"What's the matter! It hit me, oh my pretty waist."

"The clothes that were dried are all blind...Oh, don't the blood shed, the filth will affect our purity."

"Ya Miedie!!! Don't climb to my side, dead bird!!! My emerald green leaves are like emerald, my petals are white and flawless like suet jade, and my tender yellow is soft as..."

"Tsubaki, shut up!"

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Feng Xiaoxiaoyuan was full of blood and resurrected and rushed in quickly. Brother Wu wanted to go in, but was stopped by Yang Yan.

Yang Yan smirked: "It's not good to break into the house in the middle of the night. You should go back at this time. Besides, Xiaoxiao also needs to rest."

Although Xiaoge Wu is dictator of Secondary Two, he is really not a person who will actively disrupt discipline. He was dissatisfied with Yang Yan's obstruction, but he frowned and endured it and raised his chin in the direction of the backyard: "Who is making noise inside ?!"

"...A group of friends who came to have a party."

"Luxury and erosive pastime of the rich and powerful?!" Brother Wu had a bad misunderstanding of the party nature of the backyard, which was full of soft female voices. He expressed his contempt for Yang with an expression of contempt for scumbags. Yan's upset: "Don't bring the lifestyle habits of your rich second-generation scum to my management area, rubbish!"

Yang Yan's mouth became stiff even with a smile: "You misunderstood..."

"Whether it's a misunderstanding!" Wu Xiaoge waved his hand and said that he didn't want to listen to this hypocritical explanation: "Anyway, if I receive any bad report, you should wash your neck and wait for death!"

After finally sending away the little brother Wu who had added a black file in his heart, Yang Yan rubbed his temples exhaustedly and returned to the backyard, and then saw Feng Xiaoxiao carrying two crows asking about the intelligence scene.

"Quack, quack..."

"Yeah—quack—"

The two crows were not very energetic, flapping their wings weakly in Feng Xiaoxiao's hands, as if they were trying their best to say their last words.

"..." Yang Yan took the black line and had to come forward to remind: "I said, did you treat them both first?!... Well, I remember these two are just called Hu Ji and Muning, right? ! Odin spy on the human world?"

"Yeah, I forgot that I can heal the injury." Feng Xiaoxiao hurriedly threw the crow on the ground, digging the soil back to apply the healing technique, and Jiang Li obediently helped her or turned the crow for treatment. Wounds, or dig mud and hand over the raw materials...

Yang Yan was really speechless. She could even forget her own skills. How absent did she have to? !

Realizing that something serious might have happened, Yang Yan folded his arms and leaned on the door to watch for a while. When Feng Xiaoxiao's treatment was over, he asked casually, "What happened to Northern Europe?"

"Well, maybe it's all dead." Feng Xiaoxiao clapped the mud on his hands, and said that more casually than he did.

"..."

Even though he was mentally prepared, Yang Yan was still given such a news, so that he was completely stunned for half a minute before he came back to his senses. He turned his eyes on Feng Xiaoxiao who was looking up at him: "... …What do you mean that Northern Europe is dead?!"

After all the precipitation and chaos, Feng Xiaoxiao has calmed down a lot after regaining her consciousness. She sighed and stood up: "It was Sun Yuanhao that I met just now. He made a condition before the fight. If I win, let me know. A piece of news...Then what I got was that the ash tree in Huxin Park was just a fake that diverted our attention. The real world tree was taken by Pangu to plant it elsewhere."

"These two..." refers to the two big crows who have recovered their health and hovered above him again~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Feng Xiaoxiao boring continued: "They escaped from the battlefield, Pangu borrowed the world. The law of the tree is concealed, where it can release the power he dare not release in other places. The Nordic gods are not opponents at all. Except for Vidal and Odin himself who were conspired to throw into the rock by Odin, the other gods They were almost dead before they left."

Yang Yan's face was so ugly for a moment, no one knew that he would have any happy reaction after being calculated.

The crows screamed harshly and hoarsely, and the rough hissing sound was unusually obvious in the night.

"They said... Odin entrusted Vidal to us, and I hope we can bring back the last master **** of Northern Europe afterwards." Feng Xiaoxiao translated at the same time, not in a good mood: "Odin also said, if The Asa Protoss really no longer exists, please help Vidal to find the Warner Protoss on the sea, and don't let Northern Europe fall into a wasteland of lost faith..." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come ( ) Vote for recommended votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please read it.)

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