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"Why don't we just go and take a look!"

Latis laughed heartily, took off running, and amidst the squirrels' terrified squeaks, he shouted:

"This is my wife's house, it's practically my home, what danger could there be..."

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Doug huddled in a tree hollow, watching cautiously as the eight white-haired legs receded into the distance, before collapsing to the ground in fear.

Based on his common knowledge about spider-like monsters, he knew that if he simply burned the spider's body hair with fire, the spider would immediately run away.

Unexpectedly, when he rubbed the torch, the white-haired spider not only didn't run away, but it instantly became furious. Its white hairs stood on end, and it chased him for two miles until it stomped out the torch in his hand before calming down.

It was just a fire lit in the forest, what's wrong with that...?

He had originally intended to put up a little resistance, but the spider used vines as its silk, and its movement was incredibly unpredictable. It would occasionally block his view, and when it turned around, its beady eyes would almost appear on his face again.

Fortunately, it's gone now. Doug wiped the sweat from his face, breathed a sigh of relief, and began to check his body.

I think I was stung by one of its spider legs just now, but it didn't hurt much, so I guess it didn't hit me... Hmm? No, that's not right!

Doug's heart skipped a beat when he felt the hole in the back of his robe.

He reached in shakily and, sure enough, touched the large hole in his buttocks. The pulsating magic energy swirled around his fingertips, making the area where his fingers touched feel icy cold. Doug swallowed hard, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.

No, this is bad... the steel door seems to have been opened...

What if he leaks? If he escapes here, his career will probably be ruined... right?

Never mind, Doug isn't exactly a closed-off person...

Doug quickly climbed out of the tree hole, glanced in the direction the white-haired spider had gone, looked around, and hurriedly ran towards the nearest World Tree root.

Looking at the increasingly large and lush vegetation around him, he must be on the right path.

Hopefully, there won't be any more of those eerie spiders ahead...

Chapter 371 Rampage Demon Spirit

Boom!

Latis landed in a bullet-like motion, then put down the half-elf in his arms and the squirrel in his palm.

"squeak……"

The squirrel knelt down and began to dry heave through teary eyes.

"No, is it really that exaggerated?"

Latis scratched his head and muttered to himself:

"Luckily, I didn't throw up in the car, otherwise I'd fine you at least two hundred... Wait, why does this scene seem so familiar..."

He quickly shook his head, trying to forget his disheveled state on the red dragon, then coughed lightly, turned to the half-elf, and asked:

"Arte, let's wait until it recovers a bit...Arte, what's wrong, Arte!"

"Big brother..."

Ateliers looked up, her eyes unfocused, and gave Latis a silly grin. Then she rested her forehead on Latis's shoulder again and whispered in a somewhat dazed voice:

"I might have accidentally eaten the 'King of Poisonous Mushroom'... I feel like there are so many big shots spinning in front of me... Hehe, they're all mine..."

"What?! Don't be so greedy!"

Latis chuckled and ruffled the half-elf's hair, using magic to refresh her. The half-elf then awkwardly straightened up, patted her flushed cheeks, pinched Latis's waist, and muttered:

"Brother, please stop spinning around while you're traveling. It's like you've been tossed around by spatial turbulence for ages..."

"Ahem, I know, I know."

Latis scratched the back of his head sheepishly. He had only imitated the way the interstellar hamster traveled on a whim, but he hadn't expected to become so obsessed with it.

I didn't feel anything before, but now that all of the warrior's abilities are activated, my body automatically adjusts the subtle muscle groups such as balance and power. When I start to rotate, it feels like my whole body is a machine that is running from head to toe. The feeling is so good that it's like I'm in heaven.

Compared to before, Latis's body is now more dynamic. There will be no more embarrassing moments like when a warrior accidentally slips and falls. Now, even if the ground suddenly cracks and sinks, he can immediately find a point of leverage to bounce himself out.

This kind of strength is undeniably formidable.

However, he was still curious about who was stronger now compared to Emperor Powva back then. Although Emperor Powva's Titan bloodline was purer, he himself, after adding the power of the dragons, was not necessarily no match for him.

But despite thinking that way, Latis felt that there might not be any chance to compete with Emperor Powa in the future. After all, with his overpowered strength, he would probably be stronger than Emperor Powa by the time he left the plane.

Having taken over the Titan Palace, Latis also felt indebted to his great-grandmother, the alchemist who built it. Perhaps he could even help his lonely great-grandmother give Emperor Pova a good beating.

In short, the main task now is to reclaim the blessed land.

"Hey, Mouse, you seem to be alright."

Latis picked up the squirrel that had retched and collapsed on the ground, turning into a biscuit, and asked:

"We've arrived. Tell us in detail what happened."

"Squeak..." The squirrel listlessly propped itself up, pointed in a direction, and then collapsed back into a squirrel pancake.

"It says it's not all bad..."

Artemis coughed lightly, glanced at the squirrel with amusement, and then walked with Latis in the direction it pointed.

The intertwined tree roots on the ground resembled undulating hillsides, and the gradually stabilizing demiplane began to be surrounded by tiny, pale green fireflies—the glow emitted when dense magical energy coalesced.

Latis glanced at the World Tree roots that stretched across her feet, then leaped over them with her long legs. The half-elf, on the other hand, felt as if she were home, as the ferns and bushes on the ground supported her toes, allowing her to land lightly.

He guessed they were traveling around the core area of ​​the Blessed Land. Looking to the side, dozens of different kinds of plants entwined into walls, like a giant birdcage, completely enclosing the core area.

"Squeak...squeak!"

"Since the fall of Herod City, the Blessed Land has been drifting in the demiplane. The demons are very unstable, and the once diverse animal populations are now almost extinct."

"Squeak..."

"The once orderly vegetation has become a mess, and now even a native rat like me sometimes gets lost."

"Squeak! Squeak!"

"But! Once the demiplane stabilizes completely, everything will be alright!"

"Squeak, squeak, squeak."

"Ultimately, it's because this is a demiplane temporarily carved out by the roots of the World Tree that there is neither sky nor earth here, and all the ground is just a small amount of soil attached to the tree roots."

"Squeak~ Squeak!"

"Back to the situation of the demon spirit, we animals and the demon spirit should have lived in harmony, but after the demon spirit became unstable, it seems to have suddenly become aggressive and is always very irritable from time to time."

"Squeak... squeak squeak".

"Ah, I really miss the days when we were still in Herod City. The elves would occasionally come into the Blessed Land to play with us rats, and we rats would often come out of the Blessed Land, jump onto the banyan trees on both sides of the street, and use our long tendrils to tease the first visitors."

"Squeak!"

"We're here! I'm off! See you next time, Miss Elf!"

After translating the squirrel's words, Ateliers watched the squirrel leap off Latis's hand and run away, and couldn't help but smile nostalgically.

"It seems even the animals have a deep memory of Herod City." Latis shifted his gaze from the tree hole the squirrel had disappeared into to Ateliers beside him, asking curiously:

"Arte, according to it, has something very different happened here?"

“I only sneaked in to play when I was a kid; I never fully explored the Blissful Land,” Artemis said, shaking her head.

"However, it does seem to have changed a lot. It's like the entire Blessed Land has been pulled out of Herod City, leaving only this small island of a park. There's no sun, moon, or clouds overhead, which is very depressing."

“That’s how it is.” Latis looked up at the spatial turbulence above, which seemed to be isolated by some kind of life force, shook his head, clenched his fist, laughed, and said:

"Never mind all that! Let's go in and see that so-called berserk demon, and have a good fight with it first!"

The two exchanged a smile, brushed aside the branches and leaves swaying like curtains beneath the broken walls of the elven-style round door, and slipped into the dwelling place of the rampaging demon that the squirrel had mentioned.

"Roar!"

The terrifying and ferocious aura transformed into visible waves of magical energy, instantly surging and spreading outwards like a tidal wave.

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rustling...

The wind, whipped up by the spatial turbulence, struggled through the dense foliage. With a tremor, a few leaves slowly drifted down, gathering in the air to form a pale blue bird.

With a slight flap of its wings, the blue sparrow suddenly transformed into a stream of demonic energy carrying a pale green glow, swirling back to the treetops.

In the tradition of the Elven race, regardless of the species of bird, any bird that settles in Herod City and gives birth to a small bird made of magic essence is called a "lucky bird." Therefore, this bluebird is also a lucky bird.

The demiplane has stabilized... It seems someone is already preparing to enter through the demiplane's portal...

As a demon spirit, the Lucky Bird is very sensitive to changes in the magic power of the demiplane. It glanced at the distance with some worry, then suddenly raised its head, as if it had sensed an extremely fierce power from the forest.

Oh no, that demon spirit has awakened again...

The lucky bird flew up in a panic, trying to get away, but a few seconds later, the fierce aura suddenly stopped and then quickly dissipated.

Huh? What happened?

It hovered in the air for a while, hesitated for a moment, and then glided towards the area where the demon spirit was located.

That demonic spirit was closely related to the Land of Blessings, and even if it felt a little panicked and hesitant, it still had to find out what was going on with that demonic spirit.

After gliding for a while, Lucky Bird saw the once invincible giant demon spirit lying in front of a burly human man. The man seemed to sense something, raised his head, and grinned at Lucky Bird.

That smile is... terrifying...

The lucky bird almost forgot to flap its wings. After falling a meter or two in the air, it quickly flapped its wings and took off again, circling above the burly man's head.

Just who is this guy? It seems to sense a magical, nemesis-like controlling force emanating from him.

Lucky Bird shifted its gaze from the burly man to the elf beside it who wasn't wearing a hood.

Upon seeing the half-elf, Lucky Bird's eyes suddenly widened, and a strange, distant memory suddenly surged into its mind.

Even a polymer of magical essence formed from the convergence of heaven and earth will remember the most important things in its life.

Take, for example, the most beloved little princess of Herod City, Miss Artemis Herod.

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