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Everything is quiet.

On the night of the mountain beast god forest, ten thousand birds are silent.

The leaves swayed slightly, and the soul slept quietly.

The bright starry sky turns into a beautiful picture, and the indescribable beauty of nature is unreservedly displayed to all things.

The places favored by God are unimaginable to human beings.

Mortals will surely be enlightened if they can glimpse this forest of the gods that is not tainted by dirty smoke and the lake that is not stained with sewage.

Then, there were.

On the other side of the moon, a huge phantom appeared.

The majestic humanoid body shimmered like stars in the sky, and the tentacle-like beard on its back fluttered slowly.

In that moment, the forest sublimated.

The silence of all things was broken, and countless dryads awoke from their habitats. They all climbed to the top of the ancient trees and looked up at the shadows of the clouds.

The phantom began to move without a sound.

It seems to exist, and it seems to not exist. Existing only in the imagination of human beings, it has finally descended into the mortal world at this moment.

O gods.

Those who can speak, those who cannot speak, those who are alive, those who are inanimate.

All things, singing, admiring, rejoicing.

O mountain beast god.

The phantom turned into a ghost, and countless tree spirits sat silently, and the power of prayer continued to condense into a torrent and flow into the phantom.

Then, the phantom looked up at the dense fog that was about to be dispelled by the daylight, and began to melt.

The dissolving phantom grew smaller and smaller, but it still ran forward.

Finally, stop somewhere.

Raising his head, the shadow turned into a new gesture and announced to all things.

Day is coming.

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A bear head in the grass stood still with its eyes open, looking extremely frightening.

After the magnificent movement of the mountain beast god, the bear's head began to tremble, and it turned out to be a person wearing a bear's skin.

If you look closely, it turns out to be the pimple monk who was traveling with Asshidaka before.

"Oh! Appeared! Appeared! The pimple monk looked at the huge phantom in surprise, and said to the two people behind him, "What are you doing!" Let's take a look, aren't you wearing stinky boar skins here for the sake of the mountain beast god? ”

The two of them, dressed in the skin of a wild boar, huddled tremblingly, keeping their vision away from the mountain beast god as much as possible.

"Don't look directly at the mountain beast god...... Eyes will, will rot! ”

"Are you also hunters in the Western Kingdom?" The pimple monk scolded the two of them: "This is the emperor's order!" ”

As he spoke, the pimple monk took out the edict from under the bear's skin and said to the two: "If the emperor wants to live forever, the head of this mountain beast god is a must. If it's not the Mountain Beast God who lost his head, then we've lost his head! ”

The mountain beast god had slowed down at some point and stopped in front of a lake.

"This is the form of the mountain beast god at night, and when it dawns, it will turn back into a beast in its habitat. That's when we have a good opportunity. The pimple monk paid close attention to the movements of the mountain beast god and said to the two people behind him.

"Oooh! It stopped! It's a beast back there! Jersey remember the location! Da Lang hurry up and draw a map! The pimple monk suddenly shouted excitedly.

The mountain beast god bowed down and leaned down towards the lake. At this moment, the huge phantom collapsed, and the huge torrent of spiritual power turned into an endless hurricane, and the wind caused the giant tree to sway, and the tree spirits grabbed the roots of the tree so that they were not blown away.

A huge torrent of spiritual power instantly swept across the mountains, and the center of the lake continued to ripple violently.

Arklu, who was guarding Ashidaka's corpse, looked up, and the huge phantom condensed into a tiny entity.

A strange hoof stepped onto the Green Isle. Countless flowers and green grass grew under the hooves.

However, when the hooves were raised, the flowers and green grass all withered. When the other hoof stepped down again, countless flowers and green grass grew.

Along the way, the life under the hooves is constantly disillusioned, and the unbelievable picture is beyond common sense. Even Yaklu was hazy, and he felt that the presence in front of him was great.

The unicorn, with its huge antlers, looked down at Asidaka's corpse.

The strange red face of the mountain beast god with an incomprehensible smile was like a mask, and the two red eyes looked at the dead life silently.

So, the mountain beast god took a breath.

At this time, the green grass next to Ashitaka, which was cultivated by Yushan's own hands, withered.

The life of the green grass was taken by a breath of the mountain beast god. Withered yellow leaves fell on Ashitaka's body in the wind.

The mountain beast god walked slowly towards Asidaka, carefully observing.

In the middle of the sound, the mountain beast god stopped.

As the only witness present, Aklu witnessed the miracle.

No matter how much of a creature is, we cannot help but be terrified and yearn for the miracles that lie before us.

Miracles that are forbidden to be spoken. Absolutely forbidden.

A miracle that all living beings desire.

Life, was extended.

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The trio of pimple monks followed the trail of the mountain beast god and walked a long way over the mountains.

The pimple monk, who was wearing a bear skin and walking between the cliff walls against the stone walls, looked to the other side of the mountain as if he had heard something.

"High Priestess, what's wrong?" The attendant in the back dressed in wild boar skin asked.

"Come and have a look." The pimple monk gestured into the distance.

The attendants looked at the pimple monk's gaze, and the countless birds in the mountains in the distance were amazed, as if there was some huge movement that caused them to be in turmoil.

Such a large number of birds and finches were in turmoil, and the movement was a bit too big.

In fact, don't talk about pimple monks anymore. Even some capable hunters know that this means that two things are about to happen.

The first is natural disasters.

The pimple monk and his attendants looked around, and the clear sky did not look like a sign of a natural disaster at all.

"Is it the migration of beasts?" The pimple monk was skeptical.

"High Priest!" The attendant suddenly shouted at the pimple monk. The pimple monk immediately looked down.

"Good...... What a wild boar! The pimple monk was surprised.

That's right, boundless wild boars. The wild boars all walked up the mountain in an orderly manner along the mountain road, and such an orderly movement could no longer be regarded as a "migration".

Army.

Only the military can explain this gratuitous order.

However, the pimple monk was not skeptical of this absurd answer. As a veteran hunter's follower, he also expressed his opinion.

"It's not like a beast here, it's more like it's migrated from somewhere else. It is very likely that it was led by a well-known mountain god. The hunter calmly judged the current situation.

"Wait! Look over there! The pimple monk suddenly looked at the top of the mountain in shock.

"That's ...... That's the Lord of Zhenxi!! That hundred-year-old youkai! The hunter recognized it at once, and immediately shouted in disbelief, "What the hell is it doing here!" ”

Visually tall over three meters tall a giant boar stands on top of the mountain, its white fur and huge whisker make it look even more terrifying.

Even more hair-raising were the giant fangs that emerged from the giant mouth, the snow-white and sharp boar teeth that seemed to want to penetrate people.

"Zhenxi? So it came across the sea? The pimple monk was stunned for a moment, and then asked his attendant.

"Yes, I've seen it." The attendant looked unusually serious at this time: "This guy is a veritable monster. ”

The boar god B sensed something, and turned his gaze to the pimple monk who was far away on the other side of the mountain.

Cloudy pale eyes pierced through the space and shone on the three of them without reservation.

"Discovered! Run! The pimple monk was startled, and immediately took the lead in galloping, followed by his followers.

"Woo...... Roar!!! Lord B raised his head and roared into the sky, and the other wild boars also responded to Lord B's roar and kept roaring.

The earth-shattering roar frightened the three of them to flee in a hurry, and the pimple monk kept jumping back and forth on the protruding stones between the turbulent rivers, like a light feather, and it was unbelievable that the pimple monk was still wearing that excessively tall long clog!

Although the two hunters did not have the strange body of the pimple monk, they were no less impressive in jumping back and forth between the rivers.

The pimple monk looked into the distance worriedly, and the mountain was overrun by the arriving wild boar herd.

Is this a harbinger of the coming storm?