CHAPTER 108: CHAPTER 108: GODSLAYER (PART 1)

Looking at the Shell Lady standing on his shoulder, her little face flushed with exhaustion, panting heavily.

Chen Shouyi was instantly filled with rage, almost spitting blood.

I’ve worried for so long, thinking you ran away for freedom, but it turns out you sneakily went to get the Glass Bead.

Really want to give her a beating, ah!

However, despite having a thousand cuss words in his mind, when looking at the unbound Shell Lady, what came out was:

"I’ll get it for you right away!"

Now you’re the boss!

Chen Shouyi reluctantly jumped off the boat, walked back to the small island, and under the Shell Lady’s guidance, he finally found the treasure box she had secretly buried, a palm-sized shell.

"Is this good enough!" Chen Shouyi picked up the shell, gesturing with it.

"That’s fine!" The Shell Lady nodded vigorously.

Then she quickly flew onto Chen Shouyi’s shoulder, occasionally glancing at the hand holding the shell, her little face full of vigilance as she said, "Giant, these are all mine, don’t you dare take any."

Finally, she added a sentence just to be sure: "I’ve already counted them!"

Chen Shouyi was speechless, I’d have to be crazy to steal your Glass Bead.

...

Climbing back onto the boat, he picked up the oar.

After all this delay, they could finally set off.

More than four hours later, he set foot on the Barbarians’ small island once again.

Just as his foot touched the island, a sudden burst of wind blew across, causing countless leaves in the forest to shake and sway, a suffocating aura spreading, even the sunlight dimmed considerably.

Evidently, just landing on the island had already exposed him.

But times have changed, with his stronger will, last time he was taken aback by such phenomena, almost turning to flee, but now it seemed not that big of a deal.

The Shell Lady on his shoulder was quite still, clutching Chen Shouyi’s collar tightly.

Before landing, Chen Shouyi had told her to stay on the boat but she refused, insisting on coming along, in the end, he had no choice but to let her.

He walked around the small island along the beach.

Strangely, he didn’t spot a single Barbarian, and even the workshop for making dugout canoes seemed abandoned. More than a month had passed, but the giant log that had been partially carved remained the same, with little progress.

Evidently, after his last massacre, the Barbarian Tribe had completely halted their shipbuilding.

In the shallow waters at another part of the island, he found another beached dugout canoe, filled with accumulated rainwater.

...

Ever since absorbing the seed of this great tree, enhancing various attributes of his body to different degrees and gaining the Wind Control Ability, Chen Shouyi suspected that the illusory World Tree in his mind had a natural suppressive power over plant-like Sub-god creatures, possibly even absorbing their strength.

A seed is like this, let alone the tree itself?

"In otherworldly exploration, encountering a Sub-god creature is rare, and finding a tree-type Sub-god creature is even rarer.

According to what’s written, tree-type Sub-god creatures are the weakest among all Sub-god creatures; they’re mostly immobile, or lack movement ability. Once, a high-level Explorer with Martial Artist Level strength, tried to annihilate a Divine Giant Tree to uncover the secrets of becoming a god, but the tree was too big, too tough, with incredible defense, he had to give up after chopping for a while."

He hesitated whether to take the risk.

His expression changed, suddenly gritting his teeth, making up his mind.

Damn it, it’s just a tree, what to fear?

At worst, retreat if things get out of hand.

Moreover, in the otherworld, he has the Natural Healing ability, usual injuries won’t take his life.

...

His feet stepping on the ground covered with fallen leaves felt loose and soft.

Sunlight from above filtered through the overlapping leaves, casting dim and sparse spots on the ground, as soon as he entered the forest, the light quickly dimmed, giving an illusion of approaching nightfall, with a chilly sensation.

This ancient forest on the island, who knows how many millennia it has weathered.

Presumably, shortly after this small island formed, this forest began to grow.

The limited activity of the Barbarians here clearly wasn’t enough to alter nature significantly.

Here, immense trees, often grown together, were everywhere.

Trunks three to four meters in diameter weren’t uncommon.

Chen Shouyi even saw one giant tree covered in moss, weeds, small trees, and countless vine-like snakes intertwining, resembling a mini-ecosystem. If you didn’t look up to see the branches, at first glance it would seem to stand like a cliff before you.

The forest wind grew stronger, raging.

This wind wasn’t formed naturally, after all, any natural wind strong enough to penetrate this dense primeval forest was weakened to almost undetectable.

The wind originated internally, like countless tentacles deftly winding around trunks, through leaves, thousands of strands, weaving through the forest, converging here.

Dried leaves on the ground swirled up, dancing wildly ahead, making it nearly impossible for Chen Shouyi to keep his eyes open.

Yet faced with this eerie situation, he felt a sense of relief.

This only implied that the tree, apart from blocking his path, had no better methods against him. If it could move, it might have already uprooted to eliminate him.

At this moment, he couldn’t help but regret the oversight in preparation for the trip to this new world; a pair of windswept goggles would have made things much easier now.

Unless the wind was strong enough to blow him away.

Weighing one hundred seventy pounds, to sweep him up required at least a category ten typhoon, but with gravity here being three times that of Earth, it would need a force of at least twelve or thirteen.

Of course, if the tree possessed such power, Chen Shouyi would immediately turn and leave, never entertaining the thought again.

Because even if his power grew ten or hundredfold, as long as his weight didn’t increase substantially, a mere gust and he’d be blown away, what use would his plans be then?

...

During this, he attempted to use his innate ability to disperse the bothersome wind.

But as it turned out he was overthinking; his Wind Control Ability, compared to this Divine Giant Tree, was negligible, utterly insignificant.

Chen Shouyi resigned to shielding his eyes, squinting, pressing forward.

On the way, he occasionally saw otherworldly creatures collapsed on the ground, trembling, and even as Chen Shouyi approached, seemed unaware.

"Giant, I’m scared!" The Shell Lady’s little face was pale with fear.

"How about you fly back to the boat and wait for me," Chen Shouyi suggested after some thought.

The Shell Lady quickly shook her head vigorously: "There are very fierce, vicious large birds here, they’ll eat me!"

No wonder the Shell Lady was reluctant to stay; those large birds were evidently her predators.

"Don’t be scared, I’m a Giant, with me here you have nothing to fear," Chen Shouyi comforted.

"Yes, you’re a mighty Giant!" Though still afraid, the Shell Lady nodded in agreement, evidently Chen Shouyi’s string of victories had given her immense confidence.

As time passed, the wind grew increasingly terrifying, from an original force six-seven typhoon gradually to force eight-nine typhoon.

He shielded his eyes, continuing for about five to six minutes before abruptly halting.

Ahead, a massive clearing appeared, with not a single tree growing within.

Chen Shouyi’s heart trembled, realizing something, he quickly looked forward.

The endless gale transformed here into one tornado after another, various sizes, without these tornados being merely ten or so meters tall, it almost resembled an apocalyptic scene.

Through these raging winds, an indescribably massive tree stood hundreds of meters away, its withered and cracked bark exuded an ancient aura, countless gray-black roots sprawled on the ground like dragons.

And under the tree, hundreds of Barbarians, young and old, lay prostrate as if in prayer, creating a solemn, sacred atmosphere that made him inwardly revere them despite not knowing why.

Seek recommendation, ah!