Tree King: What? I've become the Abundant Pharmacist?

Chapter 512 Immortality?

"shield?"

Are you kidding me?

Wan Di and Bai E were initially taken aback, then their eyes widened in disbelief.

If you block out the voices in your head, are you still human?

“I forgot, it’s definitely not possible for you,” Eve said nonchalantly.

She was so focused on studying the slate that she overlooked some details.

For example, Intellectual Eve often overlooks the fact that the vast majority of people in the universe cannot even learn calculus.

It's unbelievable that there are still people who don't know calculus these days.

"Forehead......"

Bai'e and Wan Di both fell silent.

How could she say such a thing?

"That looks like...."

"Soldiers of Suspended Peak City."

"However, it seems to still have some consciousness."

Bai E spotted an unusually shaped clay figure ahead, and Wan Di immediately noticed something amiss.

"Still conscious? Perfect, I can gather some information from him." Bai E had already made up his mind.

"That's exactly what I was thinking." Wan Di nodded in agreement.

He was now desperate to know what had happened to Nicardoli.

Even though he was already a mad god, he still had such a clear plan.

They came to the clay idol.

The strongman in the carving area had his head down and was muttering to himself.

"Great is my Lord Nicardoli."

"How magnificent, the spirit of war is immortal."

These two sentences should have inspired ambition, but now, combined with the scene and the deranged Nicardoli, they gave off a chilling feeling.

It's really too bizarre.

Wan Di spoke first, shouting loudly, "Fellowship, I ask you, is Suspended Peak City preparing to exterminate Ohma?"

"Your communication skills are really straightforward." Bai E rolled his eyes at Wan Di from the side.

Wan Di asked impatiently, "What brilliant idea do you have? I'm all ears."

"Do you even know any communication skills?" Bai E asked seriously.

Wan Di looked at Bai E with utter disdain, wanting to see what other twisted logic Bai E could spout.

"First, you must take meticulous care of it, then use language to guide it, and finally induce it step by step to reveal information unconsciously."

Bai E spoke eloquently and logically.

Eve, who was standing to the side, put down the stone slab. "Well said, but this trick can only be used on people with self-awareness."

Sure enough, no sooner had Eve finished speaking than the strongman from the carving area spoke up again.

"Great is Titanicadori, my Lord, of strife."

"How magnificent, the spirit of war is immortal."

"See? The other side isn't human anymore." Eve had expected this.

Wan Di nodded. "He does still have some rationality left, but unfortunately, not much."

Bai E froze. Why wasn't the man-eating tree that Teacher Ti Bao taught him working?

"The spirit of war is immortal... Alas..."

"Let's go, perhaps there are other familiars nearby we can talk to." Wan Di shook his head.

He walked to the other side.

"Aren't we going to 'get rid of' it?" Bai Er asked, turning his head.

Wan Di glanced back at him. "If you see me as a threat, then go ahead—I have no reason to make a move."

Wan Di walked straight to another clay figure.

This is a scholar from the carving area.

It was also murmuring.

"Sculpt an indelible body with steel that never rusts."

"Great is Nicardo... reigning over all nations. Magnificent is Nicardo... the world trembles in awe."

"As expected, this one doesn't have much consciousness left either." Wan Di shook his head.

“An indestructible body…” Bai E followed and pondered carefully after hearing the clay doll’s words.

"Nikadori, who attacked Ohma, was only half a body. According to him, there shouldn't be any more in Suspended Peak City, right?"

"At the end of the great war, Nicardo inexplicably went mad, and his divine power continued to drain away. Now... the remaining power of that Titan is less than one-tenth of what it used to be." Wan Di shook his head.

"Creating a half-body for oneself can indeed consolidate power. But compared to a glorious death, it chose to prolong its existence in this way... It's truly lamentable."

He was heartbroken, never expecting that the god they once worshipped would have fallen to such a state.

It is truly heartbreaking and infuriating.

“It seems it has completely lost its warrior’s dignity. You made the right decision to lead your people away, Wan Di.” Bai E patted Wan Di on the shoulder and said in an encouraging tone.

He didn't want Wan Di to fall into a state of self-blame.

Wan Di sneered, "My choice needs no embellishment, Savior. It's nothing more than a self-imposed exile, a sacrifice of pride, not worthy of being sung as a hymn."

"But if what it says is true, the fight against Nicardoli is destined to be a tough one."

"But when it comes to immortality, you're an expert in that field too."

Bai Er laughed heartily, easing the tension on the scene.

"Enough with the nonsense." Wan Di interrupted Bai E directly.

Bai E dared not be a match for Wan Rong, but turned to Eve and said, "Eve, I haven't told you yet, have I? The Golden Descendants are all masters of their own."

"And according to rumors, the invincible crown prince of Suspended Peak City, who is said to be invincible—his divine gift is 'the ability to refuse death.'"

“Refusing death?” Eve pondered.

Is it in a physical sense, or a spiritual sense? Or perhaps both?

"In the physical sense, as long as the consciousness and memory are backed up in advance, resurrection can be achieved using a biological 3D printer."

"If it's in the sense of the soul? Current galactic technology is not yet capable of achieving that..."

"This is indeed a topic worth studying..."

"Which one does he belong to?" Eve kept asking, her gaze towards Wan Di gradually brightening.

This made Wan Di shudder.

That look was as if they were looking at an experimental subject.

How terrifying...

"I don't know either," Bai E said, scratching his head.

Actually, he wasn't unaware; he simply didn't understand what Eve was saying.

What 3D? What soul? Bai E was completely bewildered.

So there's so much hidden behind immortality?

"Ahem, we'll talk about that later. Right now, the focus is on Nicardoli."

Although Wan Di said that, he didn't actually understand what Eve was saying.

He just didn't want to waste time.

Eve nodded, taking a research-oriented approach.

She wouldn't be interested in physical resurrection.

However, the idea of ​​resurrecting souls is worth studying.

This topic has some value, but it's not that valuable.

After all, the original body already possesses the ability to revive.

Whether it's transforming dreams into reality or collecting consciousness in a container, these are common methods of resurrection.

However, what we're talking about now might be a new way to revive the virus.

The group then proceeded to a clay figurine.

This time, the supervisor is in charge of the carving area.

"Heroic spirits, offer your battle souls to the spear of divine retribution..."

"To become Nicardo's sharpest blade... piercing the enemy's heart and core..."

"To become fuel for the fire... to burn the decaying world to the ground..."

The overseer was also muttering something.

Bai Er frowned slightly. "Burn to ashes? All through scheming and trickery?"

Wan Di sighed, "Like Xuanfeng City, they have been twisted by that madness. Although they still remember how to kill, they have forgotten the meaning behind the killing."

“But I’ve always felt that killing with a knife is no more noble than killing with a scheme,” Bai’er retorted.

"No other motivation can justify violence except for duty and survival."

"This is the difference between us. In the eyes of my people, glory and conquest are also legitimate reasons." Wan Di became serious.

Bai'er countered, "But you don't truly agree with these things from the bottom of your heart, do you?"

Wan Di fell silent.

At this moment, the overseer suddenly spoke again.

"Heroic spirits..."

Bai E immediately became alert. "Huh? Was this guy... facing us just now?"

He remembered that the clay figure had clearly turned its back to them just moments before.

"Oh no!" Bai E immediately realized something was wrong.

"Grab your weapons!" Wan Di had already realized what was happening and quickly rushed towards the clay figure.

The clay figure muttered to itself, its voice like the whispers of a demon, utterly irritating.

"A spear of divine retribution..."

"I offer you my battle spirit!"

The clay figure slowly rose into the air and opened the book in its hand.

Several golden spears hovered around it.

"It's an elite monster!" Bai E had already gotten close.

"Don't be careless."

Wan Di suddenly leaped up, his sharp claws aimed straight for the clay idol's head.

A frenzied chanting resounded, and countless golden spears fell at that moment, all aimed at the enemy.

Wan Di frowned, but he did not dodge.

The next second, Bai E appeared in front of him, his broadsword slicing through all the spears in his path.

"Offer your battle spirit!"

As soon as the words were spoken, Wan Di's sharp claws shattered the clay idol.

The clay figure's body also fell from mid-air and shattered into pieces.

“I’ve given up trying to understand these guys’ logic. It’s utter chaos.” Bai Er wiped his greatsword.

Ever since being interrupted by Xing, Bai E has been very concerned about his sword.

He didn't want his good friend to be interrupted again.

Wan Di dusted off his clothes. "It's alright. We'll soon be putting an end to this madness."

"So, are you ready, savior?"

"Always be prepared. Bearing the flames of 'conflict'... that is my long-cherished wish." Bai E looked up at the sky, his inner desires surging intensely at this moment.

"I can feel it, it's right in front of me."

“Conflict…” Wan Di looked towards the distant gate, behind which emanated endless malice.

"So it really has come to this?" Bai E clenched his fist.

Eve, who was standing nearby, also noticed the door in the distance.

"Titans... I'm finally going to see their true form."

Unlike Wan Di and Bai E, Eve's eyes were full of curiosity.

As a manifestation of Eve's intellect, calmness and madness coexist within her and are displayed to the fullest extent.

“We are so close to the fall of a Titan… It feels unreal.” Bai Er trembled uncontrollably.

This wasn't fear, but excitement.

"There's no need to regard it as a god anymore. You, me, and it are just warriors caught in a deadly battle, nothing more," Wan Di said casually.

But in reality, he was the one who cared most about the Titans of Strife.

That was his former god.

He not only valued it, but also wanted to kill it with his own hands.

“With each step forward, the sense of oppression suddenly intensifies, just like before.”

"But that aura was no longer pure; it was mixed with the smell of blood and the wails of souls."

With each step Bai E took forward, the pressure he felt increased, which inevitably reminded him of the battle at the Cloud Stone Palace.

As the crowd arrived at the door, the oppressive feeling reached its peak, and the whispers in their minds grew louder, affecting their mental state.

Only Eve is unaffected here.

Under everyone's gaze, Bai E resolutely pushed open the door.

The stench of blood rushed toward them like a tidal wave.

He saw it, the Titan.

War, wailing, weeping... it sends shivers down your spine.

Even standing on the smooth, white stone platform, one can't help but imagine the mountains of corpses and seas of blood beneath its feet.

Even Bai'e's mind momentarily faltered when faced with the conflict of the Titans.

At that moment, Wan Di pressed down on his shoulder.

"Don't forget, we're standing here because of your persistence, so show some damn resolve."

Bai E sighed, clenching his fists. "How am I supposed to pretend this is just an ordinary battle?"

"My mission, my meaning... everything is staked on this. Have you forgotten? The suffering of my people... the erosion of our homeland..."

"Of course I won't forget. But I've mastered a technique that you might not understand."

"All the regret and anger—in moments like these, I've learned to control them, to forge them into an incomparably sharp weapon, to use them for my own purposes..."

"It has a simple name: Killing Intent."

Bai'er was silent for a moment, then said, "You really are a beast."

“But now, perhaps we should all succumb to our inner beast.” Bai’er raised his head, agreeing with Wan Di’s statement.

Seeing that Bai E had made up his mind, Wan Di no longer had any worries and arrogantly stepped forward to face the Titans in conflict.

He shouted loudly.

"Rotten God! Confront me and prepare for your doom!"

"I am the Son of the Suspended Edge, the Golden Blood of the Oracle. I bring you the fairest price—"

"I'll trade my thousand scars and a hundred lives for your glorious death in an epic tale!"

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