Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God Chapter 1617: 805: God-Making Project Begins (Part 2)

Chapter 1617: Chapter 805: God-Making Project Begins (Part 2)

The forelegs are the longest, the middle ones are slightly shorter, and the hind legs are short and sturdy, dragging a long tail made of several intertwined vines, also covered in thorns.

Their bodies are earthy yellow, like dry mud, though so parts of the vines still emit green, representing their essence as awakened plants.

Thorny brambles make up every part of their bodies, making them look very unapproachable.

Seeing Gaven’s confusion, Druid Hanso explained beside him: “These are the Battle Mountain Laurels and Battlefield Piercers brought by Great Druid Natyach. Over the years, he has been dedicated to researching the dostication of these awakened plants, making them serve nature and beco powerful weapons against natural enemies. Preliminary success has now been achieved.”

“Long ago, I heard of these unique awakened plants, but never had the chance to see them. Today, I am not only lucky to see them but so many at once.” Gaven looked at the Battle Mountain Laurels with an unmistakable glow in his eyes.

These guys are basically otherworld versions of tanks, absolute killing machines on the battlefield, just charging at enemies, the sharp thorns on their bodies will tear ordinary soldiers apart.

Unexpectedly, Great Druid Natyach not only possesses astounding personal strength but also holds these treasures. Whatever it takes, I must establish a good relationship with him. If I could introduce these into my army, my military power would significantly increase.

“Where is Great Druid Natyach?” Gaven couldn’t help but glance around, searching for that aloof figure.

“Over there.” Hanso pointed to the largest Battle Mountain Laurel.

Upon closer inspection, Gaven noticed the clue. The Battle Mountain Laurel lay low, but its body was partially suspended, especially its huge forelegs, which supported it, forming a considerable space beneath it.

A figure sat cross-legged within, surrounded by a mass of thorns—the very sa Nateria who had acted twice in the City of Usr.

He appeared to be in deep harmony, his aura identical to the surrounding Battle Mountain Laurels. It was less that he moved with their pulses and more that they entered the sa frequency as him.

Hanso couldn’t help but explain: “Great Druid Natyach doesn’t often interact with people, isn’t well-versed in human social etiquette, nor does he care for it much. If there’s any offense, please forgive him, Commander. However, his affection for nature is deeply sincere. He has agreed to cooperate with this operation. Once Commander arrives, you can begin directly. As long as he believes it benefits nature, he will join naturally.”

“The Great Druid is too considerate. Natyach’s true temperant is more precious than those humans filled with lies.” Gaven smiled, “Since the main force is here, I won’t prattle on. I’ll directly channel the power of that great being and connect with you. You’ll experience the specifics yourselves.”

Preaching with words is sothing intelligent beings, especially humans, do.

With these Druids, especially awakened plants, it’s like playing the lute to a cow. The differences in species make for considerably different perspectives.

Gaven, having personally enlightened dozens of Treants, knew this well.

In this matter, Gaven had great confidence in the Dragon Oak Mother Tree; she was admired and praised by even the Forest Goddess likai. So far, among these natural races, she may not be unbeatable but certainly holds an absolute advantage.

“Please.” Although Druid Hanso was more smooth-tongued than most Druids, it was still quite limited, containing a rustic simplicity.

“Alright.” Gaven wasted no words, directly communing with Half-Moon Colt, letting her land in the center of the forest clearing.

Old faces imdiately erged from those ancient trees, and the Battle Mountain Laurels and Battlefield Piercers revealed lively, wooden eyeballs.

Although these organs were just decorative like most awakened plants, they instantly turned them from lifeless objects into beings everyone could recognize as alive.

This ant that their attention was all focused on Gaven and his group.

By the ti he landed, Gaven had changed into an erald green robe, wearing a wooden crown, and holding an equally erald green Dragon Oak Staff.

Clothes make the man, and the saddle makes the horse.

This change of attire gave him a spellcaster’s proper aura.

The erald robe, wooden crown, and Dragon Oak Staff were all specialties from the Dragon Oak Mother Tree, made from materials she produced. Their abilities were highly specialized in strengthening the connection between Gaven and the Dragon Oak Mother Tree, doubling the power of spells related to her, such as Guiding Life Force and Light of Dream.

Gaven planted the Dragon Oak Staff into the ground, and with a solemn expression, he proclaid loudly, “Great Natural Balancer, thank you for using your body as a furnace of decay to cleanse this world of rot and evil, maintaining this world’s natural balance. Now, evil forces are wantonly eroding this ancient forest and slaughtering its good people.

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