Chapter 905 (1/1)
”That makes sense.” Lothar stood there, talking to herself. He raised his head to see only the huge woody tissue, the thick synapses that protruded upward, as if to go deep into nothingness. The problem is that branches don't grow like this. The count has seen a lot of trees. The trees are tall, short, thick and thin. However, regardless of their varieties, the purpose of extending their branches is to absorb sunlight, not to pierce the sky. Therefore, no matter how tall the trees are, they will not grow blindly, and even their own branches will grow upward.
So how do you explain this giant tree in front of you? How to explain its growth structure that violates common sense? After all, there is no sun in this wasteland. What's the meaning of it, no matter how tall it is? Unless, it is not for the purpose of growing tall. In other words, Lothar has found that what is in front of him is not the part of a tree growing out of the ground. On the contrary, this tall landmark standing on the wasteland should be the root of a tree.
In this way, it all makes sense. At the beginning, he mistook the huge tree root for a tree, because the part of the root just protruding out of the wasteland was entangled together, forming a part of the structure similar to the trunk. Above the false trunk, each root with the thickness of an adult's waist and limbs was redistributed to form an upward crown. But why does this happen? Why is there such a tree in this wasteland that exposes its roots?
Looking away from the roots of the trees and turning to the growing density of the rods around them, Lothar had a guess in mind. That's because it's never a wasteland, it's just underground. And what he saw was the sticks sticking out of the soil, the ends of the knots that were standing on the ground. This conjecture made the count look down at his feet. If it's really under the ground, why does he, and the water in the river behind him, stick to the surface rather than fall into the void above?
Moreover, if this is under the earth, what is the void above his head that does not even have darkness? The entrance to the abyss? Or something else, more obscure? Just a few breaths, the wilderness became dangerous again in his heart, and his sense of urgency and crisis diluted by his daughter's appearance caught up with him from behind like the shadow in the river. Fortunately, the grey lion's Knight never succumbed to this. He tightened his clothes and tied his Tomahawk to get closer. If the tree had really grown all the way from the ground, he might have found some gaps in it and followed it back to the surface.
”Hum!” The earthquake, all of a sudden, brought shaking from the sole of Loza's feet, forcing him to lower his center of gravity to barely fall. What happened? The count did not know, but then the roots of the big trees in front of him began to shake slowly. The roots of different thicknesses are like awakened serpents, wriggling their palpitating bodies. Something woke up because of the earthquake.
Lothar was quick and quick. He knew that no matter what came out of those roots, it was not an opponent he could face. So he quickly found a place with dense branches protruding from the ground, opened his wet clothes and covered himself and his Tomahawk. The camouflage was crude, of course, but no one would think that there would be such a man in the wilderness, would he?
”Crunchy” is a tartar sound that comes from the inside of a tree root with a rotten smell. Lothar, who was hiding under his clothes, peeped carefully, but the roots were too high to see the top directly from his point of view. But even so, the count imagined the source of the sound. It was like the sound of thousands of feet trampling on the plank, which made him unconsciously think of the parasites that cheese had picked out from the body of the child in Salle, the multi legged worms. Cold sweat, down the end of his hair.
”Oh From the treetops came a confused growl that was more terrifying than any animal or human roar that Lothar had ever heard, his heart beating uncontrollably accelerating, and his hand shaking at the edge of his clothes. He wanted to breathe with a big mouth, but he was afraid that the sound of breathing would attract the attention of the thing. For a few moments, Lothar had the idea that instead of being so frightened, he might as well take a Tomahawk and put it on his neck. Fortunately, the tattoos on him also woke up in the roar, which suppressed the count's fear and other negative emotions.
Imagine the sound of the giant worm moving, and getting closer and closer, the thing from the root of the tree seems to be coiled around the root like a snake, gradually falling into the wilderness. Lothar saw a huge gray shadow shaking from the bottom of his clothes. He didn't know where it was or what it was for. He just looked, in front of this nameless giant, he could only look at it, and that alone had exhausted all his energy. If it had not been for Helen's voice and face in his heart, Lothar would have succumbed to fear.
In contrast to the gray and white shadow, which slowly stopped moving, large black shadows covered the land of the wasteland, including Lothar's location. The count bravely adjusted his direction carefully. He wanted to see what this thing was trying to do. As he lifted his clothes more, more parts of his gray body appeared before him. It was a larger creature than the sea king and the eels demon he saw in lost heart Bay. His appearance was not comprehensive. From the perspective of the hanging parts and the numbing feet, the conjecture of giant worms was probably correct. And the top of the giant worm was beyond the scope of Lothar's view, and he could only roughly infer that one end of the worm was stopping above the river.Just when he was curious about what the thing was going to do, a waterfall fell from the air and splashed into the river! ”Boom!” From the bottom of a gray landscape, we can see the magnificent landscape. Just from the texture point of view, those gray green substances may not be liquid. What are the worms dumping into the river? A bad guess loomed in his mind, and Lothar thought of the place where cheese had found the worm larvae before, in the human body. Is this worm dumping similar parasites or eggs into the river? But no one lives here? What's the point of dumping it here? Or is this river actually connected to the ground
Wait a minute. I drank a lot of that river before, didn't I? Does that mean