CHAPTER 110: CHAPTER 110: GODSLAYING (PART 3)

At this moment, the wind around had died down significantly, now only about level four, far from the spectacular scene of countless tornadoes touching the ground as before.

Even the leaves of the giant tree, green as jade with a faint glow, had become dim and dull.

Its power had clearly dissipated by more than half.

Yet Chen Shouyi did not dare relax in the slightest; he drew an arrow, pulled back the bowstring, and shot at a raised root nearby.

With a "crack," the arrow was bounced away by the root.

It only left a shallow pit about two to three centimeters deep, not even breaking the skin.

What a terrifying defense.

Chen Shouyi took a few more steps forward and shot a few more arrows.

Seeing that the root remained motionless and the wind only picked up a bit, he felt a sense of relief.

He was most afraid of the tree having the ability to move; now seeing this root so still, he felt a weight lift off his heart.

He cautiously walked step by step forward.

Carefully avoiding the massive raised roots.

As he approached, the oppressive atmosphere grew heavier. Fortunately, he had already experienced this many times in the Memory Space, and compared to the full bloom of the tree in the Memory Space, the current aura was much weaker.

He turned his gaze to the lone Barbarian still praying.

This was a decrepit old Barbarian, skin wrinkled and shriveled, with hardly any flesh on his bones. His bare back showed his rib bones clearly.

As Chen Shouyi approached.

The old man, sensing something, shakily stood up, his body wobbling, his muddy eyes staring intently at Chen Shouyi, somewhat creepy.

Chen Shouyi cautiously stepped back slightly, pulling back the bowstring.

"Evil desecrator, slayer of tribesmen, you will be punished..."

Before the words were finished.

With a "crack!" the bowstring made a soft sound, and the next moment an arrow immediately pierced his forehead, the body being flung over a meter away by the kinetic energy of the bow and arrow, crashing heavily to the ground, silent.

He exhaled a breath:

"So much nonsense."

Just then, an anomaly occurred.

A clear yet faint light rose from the densely intertwined ground roots.

In a daze, a faint figure was pulled out from the corpse, screaming, terrified, seemingly cursing in anger or begging for mercy.

Wisps of substance emanated from him, merging into the faint glow of the ground, and in an instant, the figure grew fainter and finally vanished.

The wind suddenly intensified, increasing from level 4 to around 4.5.

At the same time, Chen Shouyi felt a sense of being rejected by the entire world, as if countless tiny voices were cursing and reviling him incessantly.

Yet upon focusing, these voices vanished like an illusion.

Chen Shouyi remained on guard for a while and after half a minute, the wind gradually subsided again.

He suddenly realized he might have been overly cautious.

Tree-type divine creatures are indeed the weakest.

Of course, it can’t be said they’re weak; if evaluated by energy level, this tree is already terrifying. It stirred up a storm covering the entire island, spanning dozens of square kilometers for nearly two hours—it can’t be called weak.

It’s just that its attack method is really quite feeble.

Watching the persistent blowing wind, Chen Shouyi suddenly felt he should be even more cautious.

He retreated hundreds of meters, sitting back down in the forest.

He took out a piece of compressed biscuit he carried with him.

Having not eaten for almost eight hours, his stomach was already burning with hunger; he tore open the package, letting the soft breeze blow over him as he slowly chewed.

After eating, he felt even hungrier.

Unfortunately, most of his food was still on the boat, and he only brought a pack with him, so he could only satiate his stomach a bit, better than nothing.

...

He chatted with the Shell Lady while waiting.

Waiting like this for three hours, during which no Barbarian returned.

Feeling the surrounding wind had weakened to only a gentle breeze, he finally decided not to wait any longer.

He stood up, discarding the War Bow.

"It might be very dangerous later. You stay here!" he turned to the Shell Lady on his shoulder and said, with a serious expression.

"Giant, come back quick."

The Shell Lady had long been extremely frightened by the oppressive aura ahead. Upon hearing Chen Shouyi’s words, she felt a great relief, quickly flying away and soon drilling into the tree hole of a small tree in the distance.

Chen Shouyi took a deep breath and then walked forward step by step, Long Sword in hand.

This was truly a breathtaking tree, with a trunk diameter around eighteen to nineteen meters thick; if it were felled, it would be as tall as a six-story building.

Unlike the other trees in the forest, covered with moss and weeds on their trunks, this trunk was strikingly clean, with no other plant growing upon it, nor any insects crawling on it.

The bark was full of deep furrows, wide enough in some places for a person to fit in.

Standing before it, one felt incredibly small, instilling a sense of awe.

Chen Shouyi stopped and looked at a root in front of him.

He never considered how to cut down this giant tree; with the Divine Giant Tree’s defense and diameter, cutting it with a sword would take a year, and probably wouldn’t succeed.

He pinned his hopes on the Book of Knowledge made from the World Tree Heart within him, since it absorbed that seed last time, it should be able to absorb this tree...right?

Success or failure hinged on this; if it had no effect, he would have no choice but to reluctantly walk away and cease targeting this tree.

With that thought, he took a deep breath and placed his hand on the raised root.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his palm’s skin made contact with the root, his mind went "boom," instantly blank.

Vaguely, a terrified scream seemed to echo within his soul.

Perhaps a few seconds, perhaps a few minutes later, his consciousness slowly returned.

And the previous scream had vanished without a trace.

He noticed a surge of heat flowing from the contact point of his right hand into his body, filling him with joy.

"It worked! Just as expected."

In this warmth, everything before him turned vivid, colors growing more vibrant, hearing becoming more acute, his sense of smell sharper, and meanwhile, his physical strength rapidly increased.

But regretfully, the heat flow lasted only a dozen seconds, transforming from a torrent into a small stream, and then completely disappearing after another minute.

He stood up, not quite satisfied, as countless air currents gently swirled around him.

He felt slightly light, as if he could soar at any moment.

He eagerly opened the attribute panel.

Strength: 14.3

Agility: 14.0

Constitution: 14.6

Intelligence: 13.8.

Perception: 11.5

Willpower: 12.8

...

"Huh!"

Chen Shouyi suddenly felt strange that his attributes didn’t increase by much—back when it was just a seed, his physical attributes increased by 0.3 to 0.4 each, whereas with this Divine Tree, his strength attribute only increased by 0.9.

The weakest, Agility, only increased by 0.6.

A tree compared to a seed, its size is billions or even tens of billions of times larger; even if not increasing to the same proportion, shouldn’t each attribute increase by a few points, normally?

Yet it turned out to be just a small increase.

However, seeing his ability to control the atmosphere progress from weak to beginner, he was somewhat comforted.

...

In fact, his thinking was somewhat off.

In any world, everything is always balanced: the mighty prey on everything yet struggle to reproduce, while the weak are preyed upon but are prolific. Not to mention these powerful Divine Creatures, which are generally extremely difficult to reproduce.

This also applies to plants; the seeds it produces, rather than being offspring, are special avatars formed by expending a small part of its energy, originally to probe premonitions of danger. However, unexpectedly, it backfired—the Barbarian Clan Leader died, and even the seed was absorbed by Chen Shouyi.