The half-tree giant was covered with pale green blood, and it looked even more hideous and terrifying.

He strode left and right on the crumbling earth, but was forced back again and again, like a desperate beast surrounded by hunters.

The god of the hunt did think of himself as a hunter.

They scattered, vaguely forming a circle, driving back the half-tree giants who wanted to break through again and again.

They left more and more wounds on the body of the half-tree giant, waiting for the day when the blood of their prey would be drained, and gradually tightening the encirclement.

Although the speed of the half-tree giant was much slower than at the beginning, it was still far higher than the immortal soldiers and gods present, and the body style was too weird and special, so they chose such a conservative strategy.

At this time, three quarters of an hour have passed since this world fell into the mortal world, and this small world has bordered the mortal world, and a crack leading to the mortal world has appeared, but this crack is rapidly shrinking and disappearing under the repair of the laws of the mortal world.

Ye Mingke, who was standing in the palm of the giant's hand, could see through that crack the turquoise blue water full of life, which was different from this small world full of death and darkness.

It was like the sea recorded in the Gemonoshu book, the sea that he had never had a chance to see.

The sea he may never reach.

"Boom"

The half-tree giant rushed towards the rift that was about to disappear, but it collided with the net woven by various magic weapons such as the immortal ding, the flying sword, and the Dao bell, and was so shaken that it rolled on the ground, plowing a deep soil mark.

But Ye Mingke, who he was holding in his hands, was still well protected.

As soon as the hard-hit half-tree giant stopped its momentum, it got up again, dodged another round of magic bombardment, and rushed towards the rift again.

Ye Mingke could see that his body was already covered with vertical and horizontal scars, and those scars were so deep that it made people feel that he would fall apart at any time.

But he didn't fall, and he was still charging and breaking through again and again.

Ye Mingke had burst into tears unconsciously, there were too many people who had passed away today, and the things that had accumulated in his heart were too heavy, and he could no longer bear the death of someone for him.

"Stop. ”

He shouted loudly at the strange and ugly giant from the palm of the giant's hand.

"Leave me behind, you go by yourself!"

"All they want is me. Don't die with two people, you go!"

The half-tree giant who was running wildly lowered his head and looked at Ye Mingke, and the crack on his face that seemed to be a smile widened.

The crack flickered, and a hoarse, muffled voice came from there.

"It's okay, Leaf. ”

Ye Mingke was stunned, the voice was so unfamiliar, but the tone and tone were so familiar, like an old man he was familiar with.

"It's okay, Leaf. I told you. ”

The giant who was running wildly raised his head and looked at the vanishing rift in the distance, and the many gods who were hunting, Ye Mingke suddenly read a look of pride and contempt from the upturned crack on his face.

Pride in oneself, contempt for adversaries.

"I am the greatest ...... in the world"

The galloping giant suddenly stopped, and like a flying meteorite, it rushed in the opposite direction of the rift.

Many immortal soldiers and gods who were caught off guard hurriedly adjusted the encirclement, not wanting the giants who had been hunting for a long time to get out of the encirclement.

But just a moment after most of them left the rift, the giant who was rushing forward at full speed burst into blue flames, magically turning back without pause in defiance of the law, still rushing forward at full speed, towards the rift that was about to close with only a little left.

All this happened when the giant said a word, and the moment he turned back, Ye Mingke heard him raise his head and laugh and say the last three words.

"Traveler!"

"Boom"

The roar sounded in Ye Mingke's mind, and it also sounded in the cracked wilderness.

The gods who had just left the rift and the gods who had chased back behind them shot countless brilliant spells at the giants one after the other.

In an instant, only the strong light of the spell was left in front of Ye Mingke's eyes, and there was silence between heaven and earth, as if even the sound had been shattered.

In the silent light, Ye Mingke's ears suddenly sounded with the voice of a distant memory.

"Who are you?"

This was the question that the little self asked to a strange weirdo with no legs.

The weirdo was laughing and hugging himself, his long beard caressing his cheeks, itchy.

"Me?"

The strange man raised his proud head.

"I am the greatest traveler in the world!"

Yet the greatest traveler in the world.

How could it be possible to not have legs?

How is it possible to stay in a tree hole for the rest of your life?

The dark blue flames of the half-tree giant rose and turned red with blood, and his face with only a crack let out laughter and roar to meet the spell that bombarded ahead.

His speed grew faster and faster, faster and faster, fast as a thunderbolt, a bolt of lightning, no, faster than thunder than lightning!

He stepped on the light of those spells, and the moment he cut through, he crossed without any spells before they could explode.

He stepped on those flying swords as if they were forbidden stakes.

He laughed and walked past the rows of gods and immortals with stunned expressions on their faces, and no one could keep up with his movements.

They thought they were being a hunter, but they didn't expect that the prey they were hunting had always had the ability to break through, and planned to lead them into the trap step by step.

"Hiss"

The half-tree giant turned into a ray of light at the last moment when the rift closed, and the next moment it passed, the rift closed, trapping many gods and heavenly soldiers in the small world that was still cracking.

He endured attacks and injuries again and again, just to let the boy in the palm of his hand arrive in another world safely and without worries.

Ye Mingke only felt that the dazzling white light in front of him had just passed, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the endless blue under the giant's feet.

The half-tree giant did not stop, but continued to support Ye Mingke, stepping on the surface of the sea and rushing forward.

"Are we out?"

Ye Mingke couldn't help but ask excitedly in surprise.

The half-tree giant lowered his head, the crack still the arc of a smile, and nodded at him.

The blood-colored flames on his body were not extinguished, but still burning, much slower than he was, but still as fast as the wind and thunder.

"Are you a big white?"

Ye Mingke asked loudly in the palm of his hand.

When Aunt Long told him that a friend would come to pick him up, when Qiao Qiao and Tao Yao had left the town, the first person he thought of would of course be Dabai.

But when he saw the half-tree giant, he couldn't believe that the giant who was running with him like lightning could be a big white man without legs, until the giant said the familiar words.

The half-tree giant didn't answer him, just kept moving forward.

A wave of fear suddenly overshadowed Ye Mingke's joy at escaping, and he noticed the half-tree giant's rapidly scorched face in the flames, and shouted at him in a hurry.

"You stop, stop, don't run. ”

But the half-tree giant still didn't answer, his speed getting slower and slower, and the flames on his body grew stronger.

His faceless face stared straight at the sea in front of him, which was locked in mist, and he took heavy steps to move forward step by step, each step shaking the sea water.

"Boom"

The giant finally collapsed unsupportively, making countless splashes.

In the end, he didn't have time to take the boy out of this misty sea.

He held Ye Mingke's hand and raised it with difficulty, struggled to advance some distance in the seawater, and gently, put Ye Mingke in his palm on a small island in the sea.

The giant lowered his face, caged in flames, as if staring at the boy who was weeping and looking at him.

He stretched out a huge finger and touched Ye Mingke's head.

Like in those years, many nights of sleeping in a tree hole with that little boy.

Heavy flames rose into the sky, and the great white who had told him countless stories, the giant who had led him out of danger, froze.

The giant stared at him, crumbling into countless flying ashes in the blazing flames.

Ye Mingke stretched out his hand with tears, trying to save something, but even those ashes quickly melted into nothingness under the skylight.

Many, many years ago, there was a lonely teenager who had no friends and was accompanied only by stories from books.

He loved those stories so much, but he had no one to share, so he could only tell the beautiful stories in the books to a big banyan tree every day.

This is a very lonely story for the teenager, but for the big banyan tree, it is the end of his lonely life.

The lonely boy didn't expect that the big banyan tree really heard and remembered all the stories he told, and fell in love with the beautiful world, determined to become a great traveler.

But he is just a tree, he has no legs, how can he see the beautiful world?

His distress weighed heavily day after day, especially after the boy had left home and never came to tell him stories again.

One day, a chaiman with a chai knife wanted to cut him down, but he didn't look at the chai knife, but just looked at the free legs of the chai man a little frantically.

He killed the chaifu, got the legs, and walked out of the mountains.

Later he killed more and stronger people, and took more and better legs.

His speed is getting faster and faster, and he can go to more and more places in the world and see more and more landscapes.

Later he became the greatest traveler in the world, able to go to all the places in the world and see all the scenery with ease.

But he was not happy, he found the boy and told him that he had lied to him, that there was no such beautiful scenery in the book as in this world.

The boy was no longer a teenager, but a man as gentle as jade.

The man smiled and told him that he still had a lot of places he hadn't been to, so why did he say that there were no beautiful scenery in this world?

He told the man that he was already the greatest traveler in the world, and that there was no place he hadn't been.

But the man shook his head and denied his claim, promising to take him to see the truly beautiful scenery.

He believed in the man and became one of the man's best friends.

He followed the man for many, many years, and walked many, many roads, and he found that he did see many beautiful landscapes that he had never seen before.

It turns out that the road to the scenery is not to run fast to reach, but to travel with heart.

Later, he returned to a large banyan tree and became an old man with no legs and only a storyteller.

The only thing that accompanied him was books and the boy who told him stories. But he still sees some of the most beautiful scenery in the world every day.

He truly became the greatest traveler in the world.

(The end of the new rain volume, the second volume of the human volume)