A journey of survival starting from Zhetian

Chapter 340 Young Giant

At this moment, Xiong Mo's astral body was suddenly touched, and in the interaction with the spiritual world, he sensed a trace of violent spirituality coming from a distant place.

He closed his eyes again and quickly fell into a dream.

A vast forest showed lush vitality under the silver moon. Except for the lack of any movement brought by life, everything else seemed so beautiful.

Suddenly, the clouds in the sky were torn apart by a powerful storm, terrifying lightning flashed, and a huge winged lizard, or a dragon, emerged from the sky with its vague figure.

He seemed to be looking for something, but after circling the entire forest several times and even diving into the ocean of collective subconsciousness, he still seemed unable to find any useful information.

He roared loudly, as if in great anger, and then opened his huge mouth with sharp teeth, and a breath of spiritual energy that could kill even a demigod gushed out, burning the entire forest and the surrounding area into invisible ashes.

When Xiong Mo moved his "position" a little closer, he could clearly see the appearance of the giant dragon.

It was a giant dragon with a single horn, bulging muscles all over its body, and scales all over its body emitting a dark hue, as if reflecting the darkness in the deepest part of life's heart.

Suddenly, the whole dream shattered and he woke up from the dream divination.

"Is it that a higher-level being noticed that a demigod dragon had fallen and came to check on the situation?" A thought flashed through Xiong Mo's eyes. "From the fact that he was able to enter the collective subconscious sea in his true form, he seems to be a saint of the third sequence of the Audience Path?"

The Sequence 4 Demigod Dragon was now draped over his body, and he was quite familiar with the power it could mobilize. Even if he mixed the extraordinary characteristics of other paths, he could not allow his body to dive into the collective consciousness ocean so violently.

"Tsk, are all dragons so violent and vindictive? We need to leave here and get away from this forest. It's not wise to fight a mythical creature above demigod when we are not in good condition. Especially a dragon that mainly uses the 'spectator' path and who knows what other paths are mixed in."

The extraordinary characteristics he currently possessed could only make his strength approach that of a demigod. He could use "plug-ins" to find out the situation of the dragon without attracting its attention, but he might not be able to get close to Him and let the dragon hear his "blessing".

Xiong Mo shook his head and put some "belongings" in the cave that might be useful in the future into the Whispering Robe. While there were still about four hours before sunset, he began to control the strength of his whole body, exerting his strength under his feet, and walked quickly towards the east at a speed of nearly 100 meters per step.

Soon after he left, except for the sounds made by some extraordinary creatures with sequence nine extraordinary characteristics swimming around, the area had become completely quiet. Only the lush vitality of the forest and the madness hidden in the dark remained.

When night fell and the silver moon rose, a terrifying dragon, as if it had walked out of the nightmare of all living beings, suddenly appeared in the sky above the forest. The brutal dragon power swept down without any explanation, strangling the spiritual bodies of all living things, and began to look for some possible clues.

But he found nothing, as if the demigod dragon he was looking for had never existed.

"It's been hidden. Is it a demon wolf or a devil? These damn things want to subvert and pollute the world?!" The dragon, which seemed to have walked out of a nightmare, roared in dragon language, its heart filled with rage.

"The resurrection vessel I worked so hard to make is gone. Once I have devoured those damn things and become even stronger, I will settle the score with you, a bunch of annoying things!"

A dark red dragon breath mixed with terrifying mental shock condensed from His mouth and then sprayed towards the entire forest, covering the entire vast forest and turning it into spiritual ashes.

The horrifying noise shook the small mountain range, and even Xiong Mo, who had already moved far away from the place, was surprised by the power of the dragon's breath.

He was now standing on a tall tree, gazing at the small mountain range where he had lived for a long time.

It had completely turned into a basin, with horrific rubble and glazed flames covering the surface. Violent mental fluctuations swept through everything around it, causing most of the extraordinary creatures around this small mountain range to die in the deepest nightmare.

The corners of the Whispering Robe trembled slowly, blocking the aftermath of the mental shock that was about to reach him.

Xiong Mo sensed this mental shock and thought to himself, "A giant dragon that likes to use nightmares as a means. Nightmare Dragon, Alesuhod? This servant god who will become the Sealed Object '0-08' in the future? The characteristics he shows do seem to be a bit similar..."

He looked at the robe that was becoming more and more active, and suddenly realized, "I remember that some dragons seem to have the tradition of making resurrection tools. Could it be that the one I dismembered was the resurrection container that He worked so hard to create? No wonder he was so angry, it turned out that I plucked the fruit that He worked so hard to grow."

After sighing in his heart, he extended his spirituality, wrapped the branch in his hand again, borrowed the demigod status of the Whispering Robe on his body, and silently recited in his heart, "The position of the 'sun' that can be used by me."

The symbol of the "Singer" path is the sun. When this path is promoted to demigod, either extraordinary characteristics or mythical creatures that contain such characteristics are what he needs to deal with his current state.

After silently reciting it seven times, the branch stopped in the air due to the interaction between the spirit and the spiritual world, and then continued to point to the east.

When Xiong Mo saw the divination result, a hint of thought flashed across his eyes.

He plundered some information and certain mystical knowledge from the giant dragon spirit remaining in the Whispering Robe, and was able to determine that he was currently located near a small mountain range and basin in the southwest corner of the East Continent.

If you continue walking east for a distance, you will enter the activity range of another mythical creature, the giant.

Giants are basically formed by the original heart evolution, or by creatures that contain extraordinary substances of the "warrior" path. They are one-eyed, five-meter-tall humanoid extraordinary creatures when they grow up. They are all relatively large and deformed.

The key point is that this race is currently hostile to dragons, and Xiong Mo cannot obtain more information from the dragon spirit remaining on the Whispering Robe. Therefore, he does not know much about the current state of the giants, and if he rashly enters this territory, he may be besieged by many demigod giants.

"So it's better to have a 'guide', and a 'local' 'guide'." Xiong Mo continued to let the astral body interact with the astral world, letting the spirit cover the branches in the sky again, and silently prayed in his heart, "I can be my 'guide' and lead me through the old survivors of the giants' territory."

After silently reciting it seven times, the branches in the air slowly started to rotate from stagnation, seeming to be a little hesitant and uncertain. But in the end, they slowly deviated slightly to the north of the due east and re-determined a direction.

Seeing the abnormality in the divination, Xiong Mo's expression changed slightly, but after looking in this direction, he decided to move forward in the direction given by the divination.

... at sunset.

In a dark forest where extraordinary creatures are rare, a young giant with one eye and wearing extraordinary heavy armor carried a coffin that was only slightly longer than his arm in both hands, walked slowly to a piece of land full of flowers, and placed it in the center.

He looked at the two coffins placed side by side, his single eye showing a trace of disgust, guilt, and nostalgia, and whispered, "Your wish is to be able to sleep undisturbed in a place where flowers bloom after death."

The deep voice was not the language of giants, nor the language of dragons, nor the language of any other extraordinary race. It was a local dialect from prehistoric times that was almost extinct in the modern era.

Lying in the two-meter-long coffin were not giants of five meters in height, but a human couple dressed in relatively modern attire.

At the same time, these are also His biological parents.

The young giant opened the coffin with his big hands, placed two bouquets of extremely beautiful flowers in full bloom on their chests, and gently stroked the pale but smiling faces with his fingers.

He continued to whisper in dialect, "It would be great if you were all giants. Perhaps this wouldn't be necessary. But it seems too late to say this now."

The remaining disgust in the giant's single eye slowly turned into tenderness, and his pupil was filled with guilt and endless longing. He sighed, picked up the two Beyonder Characteristics extracted from the couple's bodies in the coffin, and swallowed them in one gulp.

Violent power rose from his body, and his muscles, bones, and body size began to slowly grow. At the same time, transparent insects with twelve rings were born from his body, causing his spiritual body to begin to grow in strength.

From a distance, it looks like an eight-meter-tall giant with twisted worms constantly wriggling under its skin. It is extremely terrifying and appalling.

It was as if in the process of increasing his strength, he seemed to be trying his best to restrain the spiritual fluctuations that were erupting from him, without affecting the flowers blooming nearby or the coffin in front of him.

After a long time, the increase of His power ended, and His single eye was filled with a faint mercury glow and a pattern like a disk of time.

The giant closed the coffin, and the emotions in his pupils calmed down.

He took out a seal that he had prepared long ago and activated it with his spiritual power. In an instant, vines seemed to surround the coffin with consciousness, encircling the center of the forest, forming a garden where flowers could bloom all year round.

He looked at the two figures in the coffins again, saw the smiles on their faces, and slowly walked out of the forest.

When he came out of the forest, the giant suddenly drew out the huge sword on his back, and looked at the figure in the black and yellow robe in front of him with extreme vigilance. Because the surging spirituality in his spirit body was constantly issuing warnings, constantly reminding him that there was something very dangerous in the body of the unknown creature in the distance.

This extraordinary creature, who was much smaller than a giant and standing not far from the dark forest, seemed to be far more dangerous than the dragons, demons, and magic wolves he had hunted before.

Xiong Mo was a little surprised when he saw the young giant in front of him who was extremely alert but did not attack him, but he didn't have time to pay attention to it.

His astral body was interacting with the spirit world, and his spirituality was also extending to the branches floating in the air, and the divination was starting again. However, after silently reciting seven times, the branch that originally pointed to the depths of the forest no longer continued to point inward.

The branches in front of Xiong Mo did not fall to either side. He understood that this was because a certain "word" in the divination had become invalid and therefore no longer had any guiding effect.

As for which "word" is no longer valid? Obviously, it is "old-timers".

There should still be some remnants of the Old Ones still around in the early days of the Second Era.

After all, he, a "landed" Sequence Nine, a "caveman" who had lived in the cave for so long, could survive for so long. There must be other people whose luck and abilities were better than his before his identity and memory were "awakened", and there must be many who could survive.

However, accidents sometimes happen, and now Xiong Mo can't find anyone.

He said to himself, "I seem to be a step late. The 'fellow villager' who could serve as my 'guide' seems to have just passed away, and even his spirit has not remained after his death. However, it seems that I have gained something now."

Xiong Mo used his spirituality to sense the burly Cyclops in front of him. When He activated his ability at this moment, the spirituality that burst out had a certain degree of similarity with the two spiritualities that had just disappeared.

In other words, this giant is the direct descendant of the old survivors who just died.

Could this be the legendary giant king, Ormir, who is suspected of murdering his own parents?
He has human parents, and is a giant. It looks a bit like he just came out of a dark forest.

Xiong Mo pondered for a while, weighed the pros and cons, and then said to Him, "This giant warrior, can you provide me with some help?"

The young giant, who had just buried his parents' coffins in the sea of ​​flowers, suddenly narrowed the pupil of his one eye, and the extraordinary sword in his hand, which seemed to be covered with mercury, also trembled a little.

This was Chinese, a language He recognized; His parents had said it was the most widely spoken language before the Great Tribulation.

The young giant remained alert. He spoke awkwardly in Chinese to Xiong Mo, "Are you a human who has survived from before the Great Disaster? Didn't you lose control when the Beyonder Characteristics descended from the sky not long ago?"

Hearing the question from the giant who was suspected to be Ormir, Xiong Mo took another look at the dark forest behind him and immediately had some guesses about the cause of death of the two old survivors.

He looked at the young giant warrior and replied, "Not long ago, I did lose control. But luckily, I managed to hold on. I was originally looking for my 'compatriots' based on divination, but I was a step too late and didn't find them."

(End of this chapter)