Advent

Inside the walls of the smooth, bright and comfortable circular area, in the gaps of the roaring machinery.

In the dilapidated, black, noisy central axis area, within the pipes full of oil and gel.

Above unconscious, mechanical soldiers searching for Raymond Morecambe.

Underneath a work area filled with stench and chemical fumes...

In the bones and blood vessels of this man-made creature floating in the void universe, countless lumps of flesh are constantly surging, trembling, and neighing.Their existence itself is ugly, and they have completely given up concealment and hiding at this moment.However, after seeing the real body of Emperor Naga, those who were able to maintain their sanity and tried to escape disappeared under the strangulation of those wriggling tentacles... and the remaining unlucky ghosts, those who were even more dull , the more clumsy human soldiers, like many of their "lucky" counterparts, are bewitched by those soft and sticky flesh.The flickering markings on the surface of the Naga's body directly hypnotized them. The moment they saw them, the eyes of human beings became hollow, and their sanity disappeared.

But they'll survive anyway.It's just that they subconsciously ignore what's wrong with their living environment.They will completely forget that in the human military base, there shouldn't be so many squirming pieces of flesh, so many gray-green mucus constantly surging out.

... They will feel that everything in their world is normal and there is nothing unusual.

However, at this moment, this balance is being broken.

The emperor of the Naga, Elpro, whose body has become extremely large due to the continuous growth in the space-time vesicle, is now on the verge of losing control due to Allen's injury...

But Wujie Yada and his people are still unaware of the coming crisis.

"You are losing your judgment and sanity, my patriarch. The Sioux song is only for the gods and the Sioux themselves."

An elder stared dazedly at the young patriarch in front of him, and whispered stubbornly.

"We have allowed that outsider to stay under the tree of the holy tree. If he is recognized, the holy tree will naturally save him-we have no way to make such a share for an ordinary person, patriarch, you should know, to be able to have The sacred tree is our luck, and every chanting only makes it weaker. Are you going to sacrifice your dear god and the sacred tree for such a foreigner?"

The elder continued to chatter.

"That person is different..."

Wu Jie Yada looked at the seemingly obedient elder in front of him in shock, his eyes were slightly red with anger.

But on the other hand, he really couldn't refute the elders.

Yes, since ancient times, the Sioux people will always sing that song only for their master - and there has never been a patriarch who has lost his mind enough to let a foreigner enter the holy land and sacrifice the holy tree to save him.

Maybe, just like what the elder said...

Has he lost his mind?

Wu Jie Yada examined his own type and had to admit this.

He felt a slight chill behind him, and his body shivered involuntarily.For a moment, Wu Jieyada even suspected that perhaps it was really Allen who was lying in the spring water that had done something to him.

Otherwise, why...why would he be so concerned about such a foreigner, so irresistible?

"Zizi..."

In a trance, Wu Jieyada even heard the moist sound of the pieces of meat squeezing each other in the passage.

It's just that he was in a daze and didn't know that it wasn't an ordinary mechanical sound or a pipe body, but because, at this moment, all the tentacles and all the pieces of meat that belonged to the Naga emperor were facing the hidden place of the Sioux. The Holy Land is coming...

Maybe in a few minutes or tens of seconds, those tentacles and rotten flesh with sharp teeth will squeeze out from the hidden gaps and devour this group of ignorant Sioux people.

……

And Allen was already in a coma at this time.

Once this happened, the only thing he would see when he woke up would be the blood on the ground and the jewelry and feathers left by the Sioux.

"The prince is sad... the prince is hopeless..."

At such a terrifying moment, a clear and sweet singing sound suddenly came from the front of the Sioux people.

"The black bird took away the prince's crown and never returned. The prince held a rose in his hand, and the stamens were covered with tears..."

The small voice sounds childish, but no one can deny the beauty of that voice.

"Berrian?"

The Sioux people who were confronting their patriarch originally turned their heads in shock after hearing the singing, and looked at Wu Jieyada's young brother.

It was a young child who could not even speak the common language of mankind.

But at this moment, Belian seemed to be a different person.He stood right in front of the pool, staring at Allen with an extremely mature expression, and the old and empty eyes of a foreign species flashed in his dark eyes.

Of course, what shocked the Sioux even more was the feathery lines emerging from under his skin.

Wrapped in layers of feather patterns, for a moment, Belian looked like some strange creature with the body of a bird and the head of a bird covered in feathers.

But for the Sioux—Belian's current face is what they should respect and be in awe of.

It was a special blood mark only for priests of the Sioux tribe.

Since the last priest died on the wandering road many years ago, the Sioux people have not welcomed their own sacrifice for a long time...

Although Belian has the blood of a priest, it takes a very painful time for a priest to transform from growth to maturity to the end, and there is also that special blessed fate...

But now Belian has become a priest in front of everyone, and in an instant.

Those feathery patterns are the most powerful proof.

"how can that be……"

"Belian? Is that really Belian?"

Panic and confusion appeared on the faces of the Sioux people.

However, as a priest, Belian ignored the reverence and surprise from the tribesmen, and his whole body and mind seemed to fall on Allen in the spring.

The other tribesmen refused to sing carols for Alan, but Belian had already spoken first, but the songs he sang were not old songs that had been circulated in the Sioux tribe, but Alan not long ago to appease him who was crying endlessly. , and the nursery rhyme softly sung in his ear...

There is no ancient blessing, no magic that has been condensed in words over the years, and as a cub, Balian was not even educated in the priesthood.

But it is such an extremely ordinary nursery rhyme...the ancient and sacred silver actually resonated with it.

"Ding... Ding Ding..."

Everyone in the field heard a small tremor that was as clear as the sound of heaven.

It was very small and choppy at first, but it didn't take long before the sound became very loud.

That was the sound from the leaves of the silver tree.

Everyone looked over the young and mysterious priest in disbelief and looked at the silver tree in the middle of the spring.

"This this……"

They could hardly believe their eyes.

In this short moment, on Alan's side, the silver plants that were thin, fragile, and dying before became extremely lush in an instant.

The originally drooping and thin feather-like leaves unfolded little by little, and the new young leaves drilled out from the gaps of the old leaves...and then continued to grow...

The time around the silver tree seemed to have some unexplainable change, everything happened so fast and so wonderfully.Just like this, the thin silver tree grew into a big and strong tree under the eyes of everyone.

The crystal sap is like raindrops, falling in the singing of the leaves.

What is even more unbelievable is that in the gaps between those feathery branches, countless translucent vines with iridescent light on the surface hang down bit by bit, and wrap around the thin and pale tree under the tree like living things. youth.

"Well……"

Allen trembled under the entanglement of the vines, and let out a low moan.

He seemed to frowned slightly in pain, the sticky tree sap slid across his smooth face, leaving obvious water marks one after another.

A strong and rich aroma spreads around with moist water vapor.

It was Ellen's breath... mixed with the unique sweet fragrance of the silver tree.

"Flower... silver tree... oh my god... the silver tree is blooming..."

A Sioux looked up blankly at the transparent flowers constantly blooming among the leaves, and murmured in disbelief.

The legend that has been circulating among the Sioux once said that when the silver tree blooms, it is the end of the punishment of the Sioux...

However, before this day, everyone only thought that this legend was just a curse.

After all, everyone in the universe knows: silver trees don't bloom.

But now, the viscous nectar that keeps falling, the huge flower that exudes a bewitching fragrance, is so dreamy and so real.

"It's blooming... woo...it's blooming..."

"The silver tree can really bloom..."

The Sioux people have forgotten everything, they can't care about anything, they can only look up at the scene in front of them and whisper incoherently.

"Ellen!"

It's just completely different from the rejoicing Sioux people who were almost trembling with excitement-just seeing those vines falling on Allen made Raymond almost go crazy.

A burst of bloody killing intent surged, followed by an unforgettable extreme disgust, Raymond almost subconsciously wanted to rush to Allen, so as to stop the disgusting things that entangled Allen.

It's just that his figure just moved, and a black shadow stood in front of him, and that was Wu Jie Yada, who had disliked each other with him before.

Raymond subconsciously raised his hand, but then he heard the man's voice——

"You fucking best don't move around, our holy tree is in direct contact with him, this is the best and fastest way to heal..."

Wu Jieyada said to Raymond coldly.

"If you want to disturb the treatment, then I can only fight with you one more time."

The young patriarch's voice sounded a bit fierce.

If it was normal, Wu Jieyada would of course be very happy to see a disgusting thing like Raymond deflated, but now is the critical moment for Silver Tree to treat Allen.

Out of a delicate state of mind, Wujie Yada would never allow Lei Meng to destroy this sacred and wonderful scene.

The holy tree that healed that man belonged to the Sioux tribe, and had nothing to do with the tall, pale young assistant in front of him with an evil aura... Just thinking of this, Wu Jie Yada felt a strange and secret feeling in his heart hapiness.

Of course, Wujie Yada will never reveal such subtle thoughts on the outside.

And just like Wu Jieyada said, almost at the moment when the slightly evil vines of the silver tree wrapped around Alan, Alan's face that was like a dead person began to slowly improve.

His breathing became stronger, and the rise and fall of his chest became more obvious.All the places on his body that touched the vines were fading quickly, and the wounds that were still oozing blood before had also healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As for the dagger that was nailed to his body before and could not be pulled out, it fell out of Allen's body from the inside out as if pushed by some invisible force, and then fell into the water with a snap .

The moment it fell into the water, the light blue deadly toxin on the blade slowly spread in the water.

However, in an instant, the toxin overflowing from the blade was completely swallowed up by the silvery spring water.

The pitch-black dagger fell silently to the bottom of the clear pool. The black blade, which looked terrifying at first, gradually became blunt, brittle, and finally even covered with rust.

The silver tree, which was still growing rapidly until now, began to grow at an astonishing speed with its tiny branches, and in a blink of an eye it turned into covering the sky and the sun, far from the pitiful appearance it was before.The originally magnificent and spacious abandoned metal hall looked crowded against the backdrop of the fully stretched silver tree.

And those stretched silver tree branches and leaves are even more slender, graceful and complicated, like carefully carved works of art, rather than naturally growing plants.

Not only was the light in the hall not dimmed by the lush branches and leaves of the silver tree, on the contrary, with the gradual release of the bright silver light from the leaves of the silver tree, the whole hall became colorful and bright...

The silver tree, which has been famous for being delicate and precious since ancient times, seldom grows so lush even under very careful care, but at this moment... it is in such a barren place, it can even be said that it is not suitable for its growth at all , vaguely has the appearance of growing on that sacred planet thousands of years ago...

The last person who saw this kind of silver tree was probably the Anya people thousands of years ago.

Needless to say, everything seemed like a miracle.

Even the most arrogant and vicious people cannot deny this, after all, what they have seen... what they have experienced is such a breathless and magnificent sight.

It comes from the beautiful singing of the Sioux people offering sacrifices.

The clear spring water began to glow with silver ripples.

...and a beautiful young man surrounded by countless silver vines in the center of the spring.

The image was eerie, sinister... yet stunningly divinely beautiful.

Faced with this situation, not to mention the group of devout Sioux, even Calvin, a firm Goddess, could not help but kneel down slowly.

No need for anyone to talk too much, the originally stubborn and resistant Sioux people have already crawled down.

They have spontaneously started singing old songs to the youth under the tree.

Although at the beginning, they were still trying their best to respond to the sweet and childish nursery rhymes from the mouths of the young priests, but soon, the songs in their mouths transformed into a strange and long ethereal croon.

But even so, there was nothing dissonant in the singing that echoed in the hall under the leaves of the silver tree.

Gradually, gradually, the singing voice, which originally had a normal melody, continued to change into a vague and obscure humming.

"Well……"

Raymond let out a low moan in his throat.

The singing lingering in his ears made his body tremble slightly.

Not long ago, the same scene was played out in front of Raymond's eyes.

It seemed that the Sioux had some sort of weird and special connection to Allen's singing—and, moreover, their singing had a very strong response to it in Raymond's.

And under the infiltration of that song, the huge, ferocious, and moist lumps of flesh began to surge and bloom in every corner of the Tianmao human military base.

Tentacles regrown on the surface of the tentacles, and more densely stacked eyeballs, teeth, mouthparts, and suckers appeared on top of the eyeballs, and then fell into the flesh under the pressure of layers of new organs. internal.

Raymond... no, it should be said that the White Emperor... can clearly realize that his body seems to be mixed with the sweet melody of the singing, and he is constantly surging and growing along with the rhythm of the singing...

Just like the lush silver tree that was born and grew continuously due to the singing, the White Emperor who greeted the singing this time also began to "grow"...

Where people can see or can't see, light red fleshy films gradually occupy the originally clean and smooth metal plates and instrument panels, and fine capillaries and neural networks fill the corridors and pipes that people use to walk. Suddenly dense granulation protruded from the inside of the material pipe, and the tentacles began to pierce the metal plate due to the large number of reproduction and rushed to the equipment room.

The Virgo human military base—a metal fortress made by humans—is now being wrapped in layers of flesh and blood.The huge building itself seemed to have turned into a flesh and blood base, and then into the basic skeleton of another weird, terrifying, and even distorted creature.

Even Raymond, who was in the hall, could no longer maintain his human form, his figure had become blurred and chaotic.

A tentacle protruded from his eye socket, occupying the position of his original eyeball.

His feet sprouted more blood vessel tentacles and new flesh tissue like tree roots.

That scene was enough to send any sane person into a breakdown.However, no one noticed Raymond's mutation, because everyone present was in a kind of ecstasy and joy.

And they are deforming too.

Calvin's body protruded from the body of an obvious woman. Her face was beautiful, but extremely terrifying. She looked foolish and chaotic, but she kept reciting the most profound and obscure classics in the world.

The bodies of the Sioux people are constantly expanding and changing, with scales, feathers, wings, and hideous claws—they look like a mixture of birds and snakes. On the constantly flowing snake neck, the face of a human head A smile overflowing with joy.

They are still singing.

singing……

Such a beautiful song...

It seems that even the air... and even the space are accompanied by that beautiful melody, expanding and pulsating like a living thing.

Even Raymond himself wanted to sing.

If it wasn't for Raymond's sudden sobriety at the last moment, I'm afraid he would have turned into a mass of rotten flesh that would disperse into nothingness amidst this too sweet singing.

only……

Before the tragedy came, in the far and dark side, some guys were coming at the speed of the sound, so that Raymond had to wake up.

Raymond's body trembled heavily.

Then he panted heavily, and suddenly opened his eyes and looked forward.

The distorted flesh and tentacles that stretched out all disappeared before his eyes like hallucinations.

In front of Raymond was still the Sioux with a trance-like expression, as well as the unbelievably lush and huge silver tree.

Everything just now seemed like a nightmare... But, it happened to be unbelievably real.

Raymond stretched out his hand to look at his imitated human arm, and a gleam that could almost be called fear flashed in his silver pupils.

Maybe what happened just now was not an illusion...

That's just a reality that exists in another dimension.

And all this comes from the singing of those weird Sioux people.

Raymond's face was ashen, and the singing of those people still echoed in his ears.

Only this time, Raymond instinctively felt sick and dizzy.

In his perception, more and more naga are coming towards this direction at high speed... This is a scene that he absolutely does not want to see.

The terrifying monster occupying the entire human military base opened all his eyes at this moment, and he released his will outward.

The White Emperor issued an almost threatening order to his subjects, ordering them to leave quickly.

But this time the Naga people did not obey his orders.

Yes, all the Naga were afraid of the majesty of the White Emperor, but this time the situation was different.

Called by the singing of the Sioux people, a more primitive and powerful impulse completely occupied the hearts of these naga...

Just like on the most primitive earth, fish schools cannot resist the call of their instincts. Even if they go through hardships and obstacles, even if they will be greedily hunted and killed by predators on both sides of the river bank, they will still go upstream toward their spawning ground regardless of everything. And up, until scarred and exhausted.

The group of naga is the same.

The fear and majesty of the White Emperor would still make them tremble, but at this moment, there was only a blank in their minds... and the melodious and beautiful singing.

Raymond frowned.

"Stop...stop your bloody screaming..."

With a gloomy face, he stepped forward and grabbed Belian.

It's just that before he had time to break the guy's neck, a piercing electronic warning sound suddenly sounded, echoing throughout the hall

"Warning, warning... Enemy attack... The naga are approaching..."

Accompanied by the sound of a warning, the originally bright and brilliant lights went out in an instant.

Then the emergency lights embedded in the corner of the hall came on.

"Boom—"

Afterwards, the warning sound was not over, and the human military base also instantly switched to defensive mode.

The transformation of the mode caused the entire area of ​​the central axis to tremble violently as if caught in an earthquake.

The world is turned upside down, the branches of the silver tree fall in disorder——

But this time, the group of Sioux finally stopped their singing.