King Ember's Journey to Tevat

Chapter 623 News about Caolong

"Albedo, goodbye!"

"Bye...bye!"

Abedo stood on the branch of the golden tree, reacting stiffly as he jumped down from the high air with the ember holding the big white peach behind him.

"I hope there won't be any accidents." Taking a few steps forward, Albedo came to the place where the fruit had been hanging.

Now the fracture here is as smooth as a mirror, and new branches and buds have begun to grow, repairing the neck-thick wound.

"This can be regarded as...relieving my burden?" Abedo scratched his hair. The white fruit and the golden tree are both miraculous existences.

The first thing Albedo does when he wakes up every day is to choose whether to study the golden tree or the big white fruit.

This would normally make Abedo waste his precious morning jog time, but now he doesn't have to make a choice in the future.

……

A white stream of light jumped up and down from the sky. It was the ember carrying the freshly picked fruit to the giant rock abyss.

After crossing the towering rock wall spiraling up into the giant abyss of rock, Ember arrived at the place where he came out before.

The roots of the golden tree there have shrunk back, leaving only a large, dark hole emitting cool air to the outside.

Without saying a word, Ember jumped directly from the ground. Before leaving, he grabbed a few huge rocks out of thin air and suppressed all the holes created by the golden tree.

Mainly because he felt that Zhiqiong might sneak up and run back under the rock abyss through these potholes, so it was better to take some insurance.

The tunnel dug out by the roots of the golden tree is extremely long and narrow, which also reflects the depth of the rocky abyss from the side.

His vision suddenly opened up, and Yi Yan knew that he had fallen into the stone hall at the bottom of the rocky abyss.

"Boom!"

"boom!"

A flash of white fell to the ground first, and not only that, it also bounced upward. But soon, this white color was suppressed by a black shadow that fell immediately.

"So strong?!" Ember rolled sideways off the big white peach, lifted it up and inspected it carefully before exclaiming.

It is worthy of being the fruit of a golden tree, even if it is used as a cushion by him, it will remain unscathed!

"The King of Grass..., and the King of Trees..." As soon as Iwamoto Shinto saw the white fruit held above Ember's head, he immediately came over.

"Ahem! Actually, I'm not the King of Trees. You can just call me Ember." Hearing Iwamoto Shinto call him the King of Trees, Ember quickly told it his name.

I have to say that monsters are simple and believe whatever they say.

"Ember? Is that on top of your head the King of Grass?" Iwamoto Shinto called out the name, which was a bit difficult for him to pronounce, and then turned his attention to the fruit on top of Ember's head.

As a combination of elemental power and mushrooms, Iwamoto Shinto can feel the huge grass elemental power and surging vitality coming from Ember's head.

Apart from the Dragon of Grass and the King of Grass, there is no one else in the entire continent who has such characteristics.

And the Dragon of Grass is now being tortured by the [Doomsday] and it is impossible to come over, so there is only one truth!

"King of grass? I think it's the king of peach." Ember put the peach-like white fruit above his head on the ground and complained.

"I don't know why the Queen of Grass became like this. She used to become smaller, but she turned into a plant... I have never heard of this."

Iwamoto Manato looked at the "King of Grass" that looked like a dead thing in front of him, and felt that he couldn't do anything. Although its memory is long, it obviously has no way to deal with this situation.

"It's normal. After all, it comes from my tree." Ember patted the white fruit, which also trembled a little.

I don't know if it was the fruit's reaction or the big slap from Ember.

"You are indeed the King of Trees, and the Dragon of Grass will definitely have a good time chatting with you!"

"Grass dragon? Where is the grass dragon?" Yi Jin's ears twitched. Did he just hear some terrible news?
"The Dragon of Grass is our leader and our home." Seeing Yu Ember's interest in the Dragon of Grass, Iwamoto Manato felt that his guess was becoming more and more correct. "Home? Looking at you looking homeless, something must have gone wrong, right?" Yi Yan dragged his chin and thought for a moment.

It seems that all the dragons he has seen so far have something wrong with them, and this grass dragon is probably no exception.

"[Doomsday], it is [Doomsday] that has entangled the Dragon of Grass, and our home has been polluted." Iwamoto Managumo's tone became deeper.

Its memory of the outside world started when the Dragon of Grass expelled them from the body.

After shaking his head and clearing away the depression in his heart, Iwamoto Manamoto looked at the white fruit in front of him and continued:

"The King of Grass once made an agreement with our tribe. When the [Doomsday] is eliminated, she will come to find me and ask me to tell her everything I know."

Shinobu Iwamoto paused for a moment, then said in confusion: "But now the King of Grass has not awakened, but has been brought back by you, the King of Trees."

"[Doomsday], has it dissipated?"

After Iwamoto Shinto said this, he raised his head and looked at the embers. Ever since it knew that the fruit of the King of Grass came from the Ember tree, it had blindly decided that Ember was the King of Trees.

Even if Ember corrected it several times, it would be useless.

"It's definitely gone!" Ember slapped his breastplate loudly, the end? What apocalypse could be more important than finding the Dragon of Grass?
Even if this so-called "doomsday" really exists, Ember can beat his chest and raise it like he is doing now!

"Let's go! Take me to the desert to find the grass dragon!" Yi Yan casually said a few words about the end of the world, and then couldn't wait for Iwamoto Mangu to take him to find the grass dragon.

Grass Dragon, this should be the Apep that Kutli was talking about. There is a world in your body. As long as you have a good relationship with her, you won't have to worry about running out of places to throw garbage.

"Um..., I'm sorry, King of Trees, I don't know where the grass dragon is now." Iwamoto Managu hesitated, and it took him a long time to say these words.

Hearing this, Yi Yan folded his arms and looked up and down at the mushroom beast in front of him, and asked rather suspiciously: "I now seriously doubt that you are not a descendant of the grass dragon!"

Iwamoto Managu was even more embarrassed. It shook the huge umbrella on its head and defended: "When the Dragon of Grass was infected by Doomsday, in order to let us survive, she excreted all the dependents in her body. "

"After that, we won't be able to feel the breath of the Grass Dragon."

"Then do you know anyone who knows the location of the grass dragon?" Yi Yan was a little worried. I heard that the desert in Xumi was ridiculously big, so we couldn't let him run around in the desert day and night, right?

"The King of Grass knows." Iwamoto Manato said with great confidence.

"bass--"

A dazzling sword light echoed under the rocky abyss.

A bright straight sword suddenly appeared in Yu Yan's hand. He placed the straight sword on the stone and rubbed it repeatedly.

While rubbing it, he muttered, "I never expected that after living for so long, one day it would be my turn to perform a caesarean section."

"Hoo!" The gravel on the sword was blown away, and for safety's sake, the embers also burned the sword red.

Then he slowly walked towards the big white peach in front of him.

Straightening the sword, Ember aimed at a good spot. Then he saw Bai Taozi roll slightly to one side.

"Maybe the ground is unstable." Ember muttered, then picked up stones and placed them on both sides of the fruit to stabilize the big white peach.

He gestured again, but Dabai Taozi actually rolled away again.

Looking at the neatly arranged stones on the ground and the rolling white peaches beside him, Yi Yan squeezed the hilt of the sword in his hand.

"Maybe it's the wind."

Holding the fruit with one hand and swinging the straight sword up and down with the other hand, Yu Yan suddenly felt a huge force coming from his hand holding the fruit - the white peach rolled away again.

"I finally understand, you don't want to be born, right?!"

Yi Yan looked at the white fruits rolling around on the ground and felt that the guy inside must have some serious illness.

(End of this chapter)