The Death Knell

The narrow bridge above the abyss leads to a huge cave on the other side. Everything here is shrouded in darkness. This darkness is not simply a lack of light, but more like the concentration of another kind of energy. They are darker than asphalt and darker than tar. Thick, duller than a raven's feathers.

Light is like an unwelcome intruder. It seems to be rejected here, and the range it can illuminate is very limited, but Deathstroke's super hearing allows him to hear the sound of running water echoing in the darkness below.

The underground river is at least 600 meters below the three of them. The rapid flow of water indicates that it must be surrounded by cliffs. It flows downward, and it should flow to the underground sea where the sun never shines.

Seeing the two humans following him, Ye Zi continued to turn around and cross the bridge, still talking about the river:

"The ravens will help us go fishing below the abyss. There is a kind of white fish in the river. They have no eyes, but they are just as delicious as the fish with eyes in the lake outside."

Hermione was still carrying the fish caught by strangulation. It was a gift for the Three-Eyed Raven.

"Do you often eat fish?" the witch asked the little woman who led the way. This big fish was almost taller than the child of the forest.

"Well, if there are too many fish in any year, we will eat fish to maintain the balance in the lake." Ye Zi said without looking back, looking at his feet intently: "But most of the time we still Eat mushrooms.”

"Then, what if one day there are too many humans on the continent?"

Hermione asked a more pointed question, but the bones along the way still made her inevitably think in that direction.

"That's the sunset I'm talking about. In the prophecies of the gods, mankind will perish and we will then destroy ourselves, and we who have been abandoned by the world will not eat the future destined by the world."

Ye Zi answered some incomprehensible words. Hermione thought it was because she didn't know the language well, so she couldn't help but look at the teacher behind her.

However, in the darkness, Deathstroke also had a thoughtful expression on his face, indicating that she had indeed heard it correctly.

With silent actions, the group quickly passed the narrow natural bridge. Ye Zi stood on tiptoes and raised the ball of light in his hand to illuminate the grotto he had seen on the other side as much as possible.

This looks like a cave dug into the black rock wall. It is not very deep inside and you can see the head at a glance. The walls and floor of the cave are covered with white tree roots, like snakes. They are entangled together, entangled and climbing with each other, forming extremely complex and naturally beautiful lines.

As the lighting ball was raised, a king with pale skin and an ebony crown appeared in front of them. The expression on his mummy-like face was ferocious, and his eyes were closed tightly, as if he was addicted to a nightmare.

"The last green seer, the human visitor is here!"

Ye Zi made a cry, her little body was like a small speaker, trying to wake people up from their dreams.

The tall figure can be said to be fixed on the white wooden throne. It is the three-eyed raven that Deathstroke is looking for. His whole body is surrounded by weirwood roots. He looks like a corpse, skinny as a stick, and wearing dark purple armor. Tattered.

But as Little Leaf screamed, his eye opened, and it was a single eye that glowed red.

There is a blood-red birthmark from his neck to the side of his cheek. Weirwood roots pass through his thighs and poke out from his shoulders. Dark red leaves grow on his bones, and gray mushrooms occupy his forehead. , thin tree roots crawled down his cheek from his other empty eye socket, and plunged into his neck. This is how the person is fixed in the tree roots.

"Now, you are in front of me, an alien human being, earlier than I saw."

His voice did not match his appearance. The half-tree, half-corpse body was shriveled and old. However, the voice was full of warmth and calm, and he sounded like a middle-aged man in his thirties.

Deathstroke smiled slightly, raised his mask, and the red one-eyed goggles also lit up in the darkness, looking into the other person's one-eyed eye:

"Maybe I shouldn't have come, but I came anyway. The turning point of fate is at this moment, are you right?"

The other party doesn't breathe, and doesn't need to breathe. Green Seer and Xinmu are one and the same.

The three-eyed crow looked towards the darkness in the distance. After a moment of silence, the voice sounded again: "I already know your intention, but our destiny is to end with the gods. I will not leave, and I cannot leave."

"I don't believe it, prophet. There is a saying in my hometown that says, 'If people move, they will live, but if the trees move, they will die.' You can survive, and along the way, I haven't found any signs that you have to be buried with you."

As Deathstroke spoke, he took out the herbicide from his pocket and looked down at the production date and main ingredients on it.

"Children of the forest, ancestors, savages, and green prophets, we are all eliminated by the times." The three-eyed crow's neck twisted slightly, and dust fell on the tree roots: "This is also the law of nature, which is the survival of the fittest."

"But you were once human." Su Ming put the herbicide on the ground aside and took out a flamethrower.

"The person in the past is dead, and now I am the three-eyed crow." The prophet answered the death knell, but inevitably his curious eyes fell on the novelty: "I cannot respond to your expectations, please leave. Just pretend you’ve never been here.”

As he spoke, his withered palms gradually lifted from the armrest of the throne, as if he was preparing to cast a spell to see off the guests.

But Deathstroke pulled the trigger of the flamethrower, and the fire dragon suddenly rose from in front of him, illuminating a large area in the darkness. The depressing atmosphere was also swept away, and the three-eyed crow was interrupted. action.

Ye Zi, who was watching the excitement on the side, was startled and dropped the lighting ball in her hand.

"Wait a minute, Brynden, I want to talk directly to the person behind you!" Su Ming shouted loudly, and thousands of strangled tentacles spurted out from behind him at the same time, waving his limbs like an indescribable thing: "Strangle, connect my spirit to his."

The attack speed of Strangulation is something that no mage can avoid, not to mention that it is not an attack in the first place. The tentacles it extends seem to be rushing towards the Green Seer, but in fact, they only penetrate the opponent's decayed armor and pierce it. It entered the ankle of the mummy.

The three-eyed crow raised his hand and froze in the air. At the same time, Su Ming seemed to have fallen into a green world.

The concatenation is completed.

Himself, strangled, three-eyed crow, weirwood, old gods, this is an information channel mixed with flesh and blood and unknown animals and plants.

From the beginning, he knew the function of Green Vision and always had a suspicion.

This special ability allows the green seer to connect to another weirwood tree thousands of miles away, monitor everything near it, and read the tree's memory.

This looks like a plant version of the Internet, with remote monitoring, remote reading of data in storage media, remote exchange of information, etc.

Boss, get on board!

So if the Three-Eyed Crow is the main server of this network, by directly connecting to and operating it, you should be able to access the 'program' running in it.

That is, the Old God behind the scenes.

Facts have proved that his reasoning was correct. Su Ming knew that everything he saw now was a dream, but this dream was full of green, with birds singing and the fragrance of flowers, and a huge green ball of light suspended in the sky in front of him, like The heart beats slowly.

These green energies also transformed into tentacles, connecting the heaven and earth in this space with indescribable trajectories. With the strong intervention of the death knell, there was a short pause.

Su Ming looked around at this forest-grassland-like place, and while approaching the light ball, he said loudly as if talking to himself:

"Is it a place similar to the Emerald Dream? It's this kind of gameplay. I understand, um, this god, although I don't know your name, but I am the Supreme Mage Deathstroke, and I'm here to negotiate terms!"

The green light ball suddenly gave off a strong light, like a rising sun.