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Chapter 315:

Three months later.

Lakeside manor in the Crimson Plains.

Outside the white manor has been planted with tall brown trees, densely branched around, sheltering the sky.

The woods are covered with green thorn vines, layered on top of each other, with little room to put your feet on.

The broad foliage of the trees almost obscured the entire estate, making it impossible to see what was inside.

Only a slender yellow path leads to the red gate of the estate.

The whole manor is like a cottage shrouded in a fairy tale forest, full of eerie mysteries.

The edge of the small lake next to it is also covered with a variety of vegetation, and the thick rhizomes of the plants seem to be submerged into the deep lake like the tentacles of ghosts.

The dark water of the lake ripples from time to time, and you can vaguely see the tangled aquatic plants inside.

In the middle of the small lake, at some point, there is a raised cone-shaped earthen island.

The island was about the size of a small pavilion, there was nothing on it, and it was smooth and even reflected faintly in the sun.

In the afternoon, the overcast sky slowly became oppressive, and the black rain clouds began to coalesce rapidly.

Occasionally, one or two blazing white thunderbolts flashed in the thick clouds, accompanied by a muffled rumbling sound.

The wind rustled the huge trees around it.

The black rain clouds made the earth seem to enter the night in advance.

Half an hour later, large raindrops began to fall.

The land was splashed with fine yellow dust, which then turned into a yellow mud stream and flowed down the terrain into the lake.

'Click! ’

A muffled thunder mixed with blazing white lightning instantly made the surroundings seem like daylight.

The calm surface of the lake seems to have begun to churn because of the heavy rain.

Freya, in a white robe, slowly walked out of the manor. Above her head is a translucent shield that shields her from the rain.

The black boots stepped on the wet and soft ground, leaving clear footprints.

Walk to the lake. She calmly looked at the cone-shaped island not far away, and with her eyes could tell that the place under the island that had invaded the lake was a dense cavern.

Pitch-black snake shadows kept crawling out and crawling in from inside. It seemed to be cheering for the rain that was falling.

"It's almost time."

She looked down at the slender white phosphorus of amber in her hand, and then stepped on the surface of the lake.

The churning surface of the lake was like a flat ground floating Freya's body, and she walked step by step towards the island in the lake.

'Smack! ’

With her feet on the insistent ground, Freya jumped onto the island and took out a red crystal from her waist bag.

There was a strong smell of blood around the crystal, wrapped around Freya's hand, and there was a faint sense of breaking free.

In the center of this red crystal, a red-eyed snake lizard can be clearly seen curled up.

Playing with the red crystal, she threw it directly into the lake.

'Wow'

It was like ice water dripping into a pot of boiling oil, as Freya threw the crystal into the lake. The entire lake boiled instantly.

Thick black snake shadows rolled and stirred in the water, intertwining with each other, as if fighting for something.

After a while, the originally dark water of the lake turned red, and a faint smell of blood overflowed from the surface of the lake.

Quietly watching the boiling scene in the lake, Freya snapped her fingers lightly.

Behind her the ground quickly uplifted a yellow high-backed chair.

"The bloodline essence accumulated in two months can last for almost three days, and then there is only waiting."

Muttering and sitting down, she looked at it for a while, then closed her eyes and entered the meditation phase.

Three days is not too long, but not too short. For wizards, it's just a time for regular experiments.

And Freya, who entered the second-level wizard, waited for three days without eating or drinking, and it didn't have any effect.

Three days later.

The heavy rain shows no sign of stopping, and the water level of the lake has risen to a level where even more can reach the island.

But the boiling surface of the lake has calmed down. The red water of the lake has also returned to its original color.

Friya gradually opened her eyes from meditation, and a green glow flashed in her azure eyes.

I got up from my chair and watched as the black mud pythons grew on the surface of the lake. She nodded in satisfaction.

"It's about the same as expected, so give it a try."

There was a pause. Freya took out several black and white translucent balls from her waist pouch and threw them around the perimeter of the island.

Then she opened her arms slightly, and the cyan runes in her azure eyes slowly turned. Large chunks of incantation came out of her mouth.

'Snort'

A translucent white rune array quickly spread out around her, causing a small ripple to ripple on the surface of the lake that had just calmed down.

'Ding! ’

A crisp sound sounded on the surface of the lake, as if beckoned, and thick black mud pythons surged out of the caves in countless islands, quickly entangled.

In the haze, a misty hymn slowly drifted on the surface of the lake, and a layer of white mist rose from the white runes.

And in this rising white mist, a huge python ball quietly formed.

Quietly looking at the huge black ball at the bottom of the lake and feeling the breath in it, Freya gradually showed a thoughtful look.

The evolution of life is never peaceful, survival, fighting, reproduction, even the higher life is just a different way, its essence will not change, when the change of the environment affects the survival of the race, either adapt to it, or try to break it.

Unlike the artificial self-evolution of wizards, the evolution of ancient creatures was very difficult.

In that era, even though we were constantly mutating and adapting every day in order to survive, when the changes in the environment greatly exceeded the evolution of organisms, there would always be one or two organisms born in order to survive and continue their species.

Although Freya didn't know the original ancient environment, she didn't prevent her from simulating this process with her own knowledge.

"This is the birth of life."

Through the spiritual connection with the demon pet, Freya gradually felt that she was in the python group. A new and different life is quietly blooming.

This life is weak, but the breath of life is strong. Like a beam of light in the darkness, it is unusually dazzling.

And with the birth of this life, the surrounding black python mass began to condense a gray substance as if petrified, and slowly enveloped it.

And slowly sink to the bottom of the lake.

Over time. The mud python that was connected to Freya's spirit gradually weakened.

'Smack. ’

A small voice rang out from the palm of her hand.

Gently opening her palm, her own mark in the palm of her hand cracked directly, dissipating into several fragments of light in the air.

As if her vision had darkened, Freya frowned, and she clearly felt that part of her body was moving away from her and being quickly absorbed.

It was a strange feeling that made her very uncomfortable.

"Are you dead?"

After a moment of deep silence, she withdrew her palm, her fingers in the air, and a green point of light slowly fell on the surface of the lake. Enter the boa ball that is gradually petrifying.

The green vegetation around the lake quickly turned gray and white for a while, and then turned into pieces of powder and dissipated in the rain.

And among these dissipated plants, green points of light converged and flew towards the python ball.

Like fireflies sprinkled across the lake, Freya was still standing on the mud island, with a serene look on her face.

"That should be enough."

When all the points of light were submerged into the mud python, the breath of life immediately expanded a little.

However, the conception of life was not instantaneous, and after doing this, Freya sat back in her chair again.

Half a month later.

There is not a single cloud in the clear blue sky.

The mirror-like surface of the lake reflects everything around it.

Freya sat on the island. Next to her was a square table of earthy curdling with some delicious dessert snacks on it.

She held a black, thick-shelled book in her hand and watched it quietly.

'Poof! ’

Suddenly, a large bubble popped up from the surface of the lake.

'Smack'. Freya closed the book and stared at the lake with a solemn face.

"Coming out?"

'Whew! ’

A thin green streak flashed through her eyes, bringing up a small wave.

Look at the green figure. Freya's solemn face showed a hint of joy.

She walked to the edge of the island, stretched out her arms and opened her palms. A circle of cyan slime erupted from her, gradually forming a cyan human body identical to hers.

Look out of the elemental clone. Freya gestured to the green figures scurrying across the lake.

"Catch it for me!"

The clone nodded slightly, and then turned into a large chunk of cyan liquid and submerged into the lake.

'Bang, bang, bang. ’

From time to time, large white sprays erupt on the surface of the lake.

A clone condensed by the wind element, it is still very fast even in the water.

After waiting in place for two minutes, there was a 'bang', and the elemental clone flew up from the surface of the lake.

In its chest, a small green snake only the thickness of a finger shrunk together, as if frightened, and its body trembled slightly.

The baby snake is half a meter long, its pupils are a rare blue color with fear, and a translucent membranous wing clings to its body.

"King Korbella has finally succeeded!"

Seeing the appearance of the little snake and the slightest resonance for the inheritance, Freya felt an indescribable excitement in her heart.

It's just that just as she wanted to touch the little snake, she suddenly frowned slightly.

"No, it doesn't have mental power, it doesn't have a mind of its own?"

The many mud pythons she cultivated before would have a small amount of spiritual power soon after birth, which was an instinctive talent of ancient creatures and a survival skill.

But the mutant king snake of this mud python has nothing.

"It's like a beast that just relies on instinct, is that the price paid for artificial catalysis?"

Shaking his head slightly, although he didn't have spiritual power, the mutated bloodline of the king snake was real.

"Originally, I was going to forget it, just absorb it."

After a pause, she opened her palm directly towards the clone, and the green light in her palm slowly formed an identical green snake and penetrated into the clone.

Quickly wrapped around the little green snake, then dragged it hard into Freya's palm.

'Hiss'

The entity's little green snake slowly entered Freya's body, and then Freya began to absorb the blood of the king snake in it according to the method of ancient inheritance.

Wisps of green blood were injected into her body, gradually clouding her azure pupils with a layer of green light.

Instinctively, Freya looked up, intense pain welling up from her.

This is the first transformation of the blood veins to themselves, and the inevitable pain spreads to all parts of the body.

Freya felt that her physical fitness was degrading rapidly, and the powerful power she had obtained from the King Snake Absorption Technique was being absorbed by her own blood.

As the blood absorbed, a coiled green snake mark appeared in the palm of her right hand.

And in Freya's mind, the memories that belonged to the inheritance were mobilized again.

The blue sea, the gray swamp, the earth was tearing, a dark crack suddenly appeared in the sky, and strange and powerful creatures appeared in this world.

The whole world seems to be covered with a purple halo, and a large number of creatures that do not belong to this world are plundering and fighting.

And then one huge native creature after another fought against it.

The rich land was devastated by this level of fighting, even the sea was shaken, and the continent was torn apart.

But these creatures were also thrown into a huge crack in the sky.

"The darkness of the void will come to this wonderful world again!" It was as if countless overlapping evil voices echoed through the world.

"Find the meaning of survival and inherit the mission of the swamp."

The sight swept away, passing through vast forests, towering mountains, wide rivers, passing by everything.

Then the whole body was placed high in the air, and a rich green wetland appeared in front of Freya at the junction with the ocean.

In it, a giant green snake coiled in the wetland and looked at her with a serene and peaceful gaze.

'Whew! ’

The feeling of weightlessness immediately plunged the whole vision into a darkness.

After some time, Freya woke up from the darkness and opened her eyes.

The dazzling sunlight shone on her body, making her unconsciously reach out to cover it.

But when the green snake mark in her palm appeared in front of her eyes, Freya was stunned.

"This is the blood of the king snake?"

Large chunks of memories flooded back into her mind, making Freya a little hard to believe for a moment.

"Those things, not hallucinations?"

The shattered behemoths, the war scenes, and the final wetland, which was larger than the entire cloud capital, were clearly etched in her mind.

"The Mission of Inheritance"

Eyes swept around, the lake gently swayed in the breeze, and her white manor could be seen faintly in the dense woods in the distance.

Freya subconsciously stroked the king snake mark in her palm.

"Those memories are king snake's"

She vaguely felt that when she accepted this inheritance, she also seemed to have taken over the will of the king snake.

In a trance, she thought of the storm whale in Sky City, which, according to Ciri, was a king who had lost its meaning. (To be continued......)