Medieval Reiki Revival

Chapter 131 World Tree

The [Red Polyhedron] is very powerful. To be honest, this is the first time Ivan has seen such a violent explosion. In terms of power, [Grenade Marbles] is not even [-]/[-]th of it.

The ceremony itself has not changed much.

What matters is the sacrifice.

The more expectations contained in the food, the more violent the final explosion will be.

Looking at the bottomless hole in front of him, Ivan thought that the power of the [Red Polyhedron] was almost the same as that of a ground-to-ground missile.

A deep pit of tens of thousands of meters is somewhat expressive.

The main reason for the devastating collapse in front of us was that Mazarin had hollowed out the entire underground of Versailles in advance.

After the explosion, the shock wave shattered part of the surface and caused continuous collapse.

Ivan almost glanced at it, then looked away.

He staggered a few steps, and suddenly half-kneeled on the ground, not wanting to say a word.

During such a long battle, Ivan's mental and physical strength had already reached the limit.

Now that Mazarin was dead, the tension in his heart was loosened.

"it is finally over."

Don Quixote ran quickly to Ivan's vicinity, and he shouted: "Master Ivan."

Others also came one after another.

But their eyes widened quickly, surprised at the scale of the underground abyss.

"These abysses are at least 200 meters high. If you fall, you might fall to your death."

"You can see that there are various passages at the bottom of the abyss, and each passage corresponds to several different directions. Do you think Mazarin used this method to monitor the people of Bam City?"

No one can say for sure.

From the perspective of the rebels, it is not surprising that Mazarin, who can reproduce jellyfish and transform into a huge monster, has many treacherous methods.

"In short, our mission is over."

"Why don't you contact Count Mirabeau first, let's manage the city together."

"Strange, what is that thing over there?"

"It seems to be moving. It's Mazarin, it's still alive!!!"

When Ivan heard this, he immediately opened his eyes.

He quickly ran to the side of the rebels, his eyes quickly scanned like a camera, and finally located the bottom of the pothole. There was a black flesh mixed with the rock formation, which could not be seen without looking carefully.

It's disgusting the way it is now.

It turned out that the surface of the body was a huge black octopus, but now it is completely composed of countless pieces of sarcoma.

Mazarin's remaining body was wriggling quietly, planning to escape from the underground tunnel.

Due to the loss of most of the physical relationship, its speed is very slow, arching like an earthworm.

The sarcoma on Mazarin's body didn't even handle the tissue function well. When it moved forward, some tissues on its back were also moving forward, as if several were moving in several directions at the same time.

Ivan was about to take action when his body shook.

His consciousness paused for a moment.

"How are you?"

Don Quixote quickly supported him, and Ivan felt that his hands and feet were starting to become weak.

In this state, it is difficult to destroy the remaining flesh.

He checks the package.

[Grenade and marbles] gone.

【Redstone】It's gone.

[Horseshoe] is gone.

To fight with bare hands?Not very realistic.

Don Quixote gritted his teeth, he gave up the position of supporting Ivan to others, and he walked to the edge to prepare to go on.

Don Serra exclaimed: "Brother, what do you want to do?"

"Do what needs to be done."

Don Serra quickly stopped him: "Even Mr. Ivan hasn't spoken yet, why are you bothering?"

"It's not just worrying about it, it's just doing what I can."

"No, if you go, you will die."

The other rebels also agree with Don Serra's opinion. Although Don Quixote has been strengthened, his strength is still limited. He can't even contain Mazarin, let alone kill it.

And Mazarin's recovery ability is not covered.

In just a few minutes, it swallowed a lot of body fragments in the process of advancing, and it became two or three times larger.

"Can't let it escape."

"If Mazarin is really allowed to run outside the city, he might be able to make a comeback in a few years."

Ivan didn't want to see a conspirator hiding under Francit's land, and at the same time, in order to keep himself safe and end this wrong dispute by the way, he decided to take a little risk.

He pushed away the person next to him and took a deep breath.

"There is another way, which is to use [parasitic seeds]."

"Parasitic seeds?"

He took out a dozen seeds from the package and delivered them to Don Quixote.

"Take it, and find a way to deliver it to Mazarin's wound."

"It will all be over then."

Don Quixote didn't ask any more questions, he nodded emphatically, and then slid down the rock formation of the deep pit.

With the help of the dagger landslide, Don Quixote suffered little damage.

fast!
His feet hit the ground.

The whole person jumped up, like an agile cheetah.

Although Don Quixote was calm on the surface, he was a little anxious in his heart. He accepted the task assigned to him by Ivan, which also meant accepting a huge responsibility.

It is urgent to eliminate Mazarin.

If it does let it go.

Hundreds of thousands of people in Bam City, tens of millions of people in Franchite are in danger.

Don Quixote exhaled lightly, and then took a deep breath.

He quickly ran to the destination. The ugly monster crawled on the ground like a maggot. It was still very large. Even if there were only a few tentacles left, Don Quixote could not reach it. One-thousandth as big.

Mazarin had wounds on his body.

The black water oozes out, and the wound heals quickly.

Don Quixote saw the right moment and threw all the [Parasitic Seeds] in his hand into the wound.

"Success."

He drew his steel sword and prepared himself for battle.

If those strange little seeds don't work, Don Quixote will use his own way to stop the other party.

However, he was obviously worrying too much.

After those small seeds entered Mazarin's body, they reacted immediately.

buzzing.

They vibrate constantly.

Soon the plant shoots break through the seed coat.

The green cortex that begins on the stem changes color rapidly and sprouts numerous toothed pores from one side of the cell wall.

These pores have a special power source, they are connected in series with the chloroplast, surrounded by a sheath surrounded by thousands of grana, forming a motor between two double-connected microtubules.

When the motor turns, the teeth move like propellers.

Mazarin's blood and muscles instantly seemed to be sucked by hundreds of billions of blood-sucking worms at the same time, and his body became shriveled up to the naked eye, and these blood-sucking worms were still rapidly replicating themselves.

In Don Quixote's eyes, he saw those seeds growing with astonishing speed.

The skin of the black maggot was quickly pierced, and then a dozen tree buds curled together.

Grow upwards in a spiral shape.

After the chloroplast motors come into contact with the air, they turn into wood fibers and wood parenchyma, causing these plants to be all dark green at first, but as they grow, they become more and more yellow, and finally have the same color as ordinary tree trunks .

"Wow!"

"so high."

The original Mazarin was a monster several kilometers long and 200 meters high.

And now the parasitic tree that broke out of Mazarin's body is a towering giant tree with a width of 200 meters and a height of 900 meters. Otherwise, there are no leaves on this tree. It is called the world tree Others believe it.

Ivan is a little worried, there is no way to use [parasitic seeds].

He couldn't watch Mazarin flee.

And [Parasitic Seed] has undergone a long-term experiment in the circus, and there is no secondary side effect, so there should be no problem, right?
Ivan was silent.

Judging from the urine nature of the system, it is hard to say that there are no pitfalls in the products inside.

But there is also an advantage.

Mazarin was literally dead.

The Rebels really won.

The next step is probably to enter the palace and enjoy the benefits brought by the war.

There is a saying that holds the emperor to order the princes.

Where has King Charles gone, has anyone noticed?

(End of this chapter)