Mysterious as the wind, always with me.

Chapter 256 Tree God's Decision

An illusory plague mist stagnated in the air [-] meters above the coastline on the west side of the island, and a pair of flickering yellow-green eyes flashed in and out of the mist.

It is the plague demon general-Gordon.

Until this moment, it still hid its body very well, staring at the sea in front of it in amazement.

Two 50-meter-high huge waterspouts are like decorative colonnades, hovering docilely beside the white cruise ship far away.

Such a huge amount of water movement did not cause any big waves around the boat.

The sea responds to Marc Destiny's call and surrenders meekly at his feet.

Under the surface of the water, there is no way to detect what is hidden.

Is it a terrible undercurrent that swallows everything?Or an extremely powerful deep-sea behemoth?

Gordon didn't know, after all, that wasn't what it was good at.

The horror of known things often has a limit, but the horror brought by [unknown] can be infinite.

The other party is clearly going to make trouble!
But this Mark is not an ordinary person, from the bottomless abyss to hell, every corner echoes his murderous name.

Among the subordinates of the Seven Great Demon Kings and the Four Great Demon Gods, there is no one who has not been killed by him and dare not do it.

Recently, with the support of a group of mysterious Outer Gods, they robbed and looted War Demon God General Botis. Oh, that guy is still pulling the boat in front of him, so it's okay.

Mark is not in the lawful and good camp, but he can be called No. 1 in punishing evil.

With such a character, how can you let Gordon not be afraid?

If it's a different boss, maybe Ge Dun will bite the bullet and go up.Helplessly, the Plague Demon God is the one who dislikes fighting head-on the least among all the evil gods. What he likes to do the most is to find other people's lairs, spread the plague quietly, and even destroy their lairs in one fell swoop.

Like today's Howling Island, the underlying rock and soil of the entire island has been corroded, so that the five gods of nature based on this land have nowhere to escape.

But why... this damn Mark came out again?
"Mark Destiny! Are you determined to fight against us in the bottomless abyss!?" Ge Dun would use the tiger's skin as a banner, and his fierce voice was accompanied by the outrageous spiritual transmission. Come here, even the Muse standing at the front couldn't help but tremble.

The Muse almost stopped singing.

Mark's left hand rests on Muse's shoulder, which represents encouragement.

Muse felt a majestic mysterious power spread throughout her divine body, and suddenly, she had the courage again: they talk about their songs, and I sing mine!

She continued to sing [Forest Song] in a peaceful voice that was not high, tempting those powerful forest people.

It's very interesting, at this moment, her singing has a feeling of being reduced to background BGM.

Mark looked at Gordon and curled his lips from a distance: "Don't pretend here! You are a mere demon general, who can't even represent the plague demon, and how dare you drag the entire bottomless abyss!?"

Gordon shrank its theoretical neck, not weak, anyway, it would cheat, if it didn't work, it wouldn't lose.

"Then what is your current behavior?"

"It's nothing? I just had nothing to do. I took a few goddesses for a stroll, and suddenly found some good materials that can be used to build a boat. I'm just happy to see Liexin." Niaoyi leaned on Mark, letting Mark caress her flexible waist with his retracted left hand.

In fact, neither side believed a single punctuation mark in what they said.

The ghosts don't know that we humans have long since used wooden boats.

This is clearly...

Come cheat!Come grab it!Let's sneak attack!
The goal of the Plague Demon God is not only the Five Gods of Nature?Those ancient tree elders under the Tree God were also the target of the Plague Demon God.Their strength is no less than those of the Great Church.

Once the corruption is successful, it will be the strongest striker for the Plague Demon God to set foot in the main world.

Mark suddenly intervened to snatch away these ancient tree elders, and Gordon was going crazy.It didn't dare to imagine how cruelly it would be dealt with if it couldn't complete the task entrusted by the master.

"Hmph! I don't care! As long as you dare to set foot on Howling Island, you will follow in the footsteps of the Tree God! I'll see how confident you are in resisting the 500-year-old corrosive power that my Lord has hoarded!" In the huge cloud of plague mist, a turbid yellow beam of light spewed out impressively, drawing a clear dividing line on the boundary between the sea and the beach of the island.

This boundary is firmly aimed at Mark. The divine power fluctuations of him and the goddesses on board have been locked. As long as they dare to step into Howling Island, they will receive the most terrifying "big gift"!
Gordon did everything it could do, but unexpectedly, the other party still calculated all its reactions accurately.

"Follow the plan." Mark raised his mouth.

On the bow deck, the goddess of painting, Pei Ting, hiding in the picture frame, stretched out a slender arm from the painting, waved a paintbrush, and suddenly painted such a cluster of beautiful oil paints on this world—the magical oil paint like a rainbow. Swinging away, the sea in front of her meekly accepted her colors, and the entire sea area became a huge canvas.

Green water and green mountains, flowers blooming like brocade.

Everything is tempting the most primitive impulse in the hearts of those tree people.

Even they knew in their hearts that there was no green land in front of them.

The gods and humans of unknown origin in front of them may be like how humans started the age of great navigation hundreds of years ago, cutting down towering oak trees, cutting them into pieces, and making wooden boats... But, they are too painful what!
There is rotten soil under their feet, even if they are motionless, it is like stepping in a pool of strong acid.

One side may not be heaven, but the bottom is definitely hell.

How to choose?
At this moment, Litchel, the goddess of literature, stepped forward. She picked up the manuscript in her hand and read aloud.

"We have no intention of destroying! But for your service, I will take away the seeds of the forest for you, and open up a new forest when the flowers bloom in spring..." The goddess of literature narrated a beautiful vision .

Singing can stimulate hearing.

Pictures can stimulate vision.

Words can evoke the imagination.

The three goddesses of art may not have this kind of seductive power. When Mark poured in more than 500 million destiny points, what the three goddesses set off was a "future" that was a bit narrow but enough to generate enough temptation.

Even though human beings and the gods of nature have long had fundamental contradictions, compared with being completely destroyed and reduced to the devil's minions, and turned into monsters and demons, it seems that Mark's side is more decent!

"Ugh-"

The tree god made his decision, and a roar that sounded like a long history echoed throughout Howling Island.

"Woo——" Countless treants who were still able to move responded to the orders of their ancestors and the gods they believed in.They endured the corrosion brought by the ground under their feet, and walked towards the sea step by step with wide steps.

(End of this chapter)