Marvel's strongest warden

Chapter 137 The Forest of Giant Trees
The belief of trolls is still relatively primitive. A snow mountain, a huge beast, or a vast swamp will all become the source of their belief.

But this does not mean that their gods have no power, on the contrary, trolls do not have magic, they only have priests, these priests communicate with gods and heroes, and give heroes power.

They can even personify a planet into a god, and use their power to feed themselves back. Because of this terrible racial talent, their books were selected in the game system for Mason to choose.

Mason's eyes fell on the first page.

Personalized images of deities are powerful.

"Do not look directly at God".

This is a protection for priests, an insurance measure, and a warning.

"You can do it, believe in yourself."

Mason said to himself, his eyes falling on the troll gods on the first page.

"Forest of giant trees."

This is the god of the front page, the god of life that the trolls believe in. He is an oak tree. Generally speaking, this kind of beech tree grows in the temperate zone, and of course, it may also be found in the subtropical zone.

But who cares, Mason is not a botanist, what he cares about is the power brought by this "forest of giant trees".

At first glance, this "forest of giant trees" is neither tall nor straight enough.

Even the leaves on it began to wither and turn yellow.

The only thing worth noting is the dense tree tumors on his body. These tree tumors seem to have hollowed out this huge oak, and they are all over every place on this forest of giant trees.

Mason looked at the burls until the densely packed burls opened, revealing the eyes hidden inside.

Under the gaze of these eyes, Mason felt a sharp pain in his head.

He blessed himself with some blessing spells, and these small spells, which were better than nothing, didn't help him much at this time. When Mason was stared at by the eyes of the Giant Tree Forest, the woody phenomenon began to appear on his body.

He looked down at his hands, the skin on his hands had turned into bark, his blood, his bones, and his muscles were all constantly turning into wood.

After maybe 3 minutes, no, maybe 5 minutes, he will become a tree, rooted and sprouted in it.

"Is this the price of looking directly at God? If it's just that, then I'm willing to pay this price. Are you willing to give me strength?"

He bit off his other hand, smeared blood on Mu Hua's hand, and began to chant spells. Finally, Mu Hua's arm returned to normal, but at the same time, countless vines grew around the office, Crush chairs, make desks come alive, and sprout branches.

These vitality escaped from Mason's body.

"That's all."

Mason shook his still numb hands, his eyes were fixed on this page of the book, and as time passed, Mason's lower body became woody again, and became one with the roots growing from the floor.

The majestic mental power was finally useful at this time, Mason's speed of turning into wood was not fast, and after he really remembered the forest of giant trees, everything around him began to calm down.

His skin became soft again, he pulled his foot out of the stump, opened the door and began to prepare the tattoo potion.

He coughed a little, and coughed up some coagulated blood from his nasal cavity and mouth.

This is the price of peeping at the gods.

It's just that Mason is very satisfied with this. If every time he peeps at the gods, he only pays such a price, it seems surprisingly good.

As Mason left, the gods that seemed to be carved on the gravel murals gradually disappeared, and finally turned into gravel-sized radiance and fell on the ground.

He is going to prepare for the tattoo, and he also has some experience in the selection of materials.

Among the trolls, among those heroes, those whose skin was harder than his were uncommon, and there were even ruthless people who crossed the universe with their bodies.

The tattoo needles used by those troll priests were bestowed by the Forest of Giant Trees. They were branches with divinity. At present, Mason did not have these things. As long as he passed the prayer again, he could get tattoo pigments and tattoo needles.

There are already Red King and White Queen on one of his arms, the Forest of Giant Trees, Mason intends to engrave it on the other arm.

Taking off his clothes neatly and putting them aside, he began to engrave the forest of giant trees on one arm.

But before that, he needs someone else. ,

"My daughter, I need you."

He whispered into the air. At the same time, he was sitting in a dark place in the nursing home, holding a large copy of the Red Dragon Queen. Hearing the call, she put the book aside and picked up the mask next to her. on the body.

Dragon language with no meaning.

An illusory door appeared in front of her. She opened the door and walked in. When she came out, she had already come to Mason's side.

Mason glanced at the disappearing door.

He felt that this ability was really good, and he was very greedy, but unfortunately he didn't know how to do it.

"I need some time to be alone, and whoever comes, remember to tell them to wait at the door.

Oh, this is the snack I refined last time, half for each person. "

He gave his daughter half of the dragon snack he made last time, blinked at her, and took a big bite himself.

The Red Dragon Queen went out and closed the door by the way. She sat on the ground, obviously there was nothing around her, but as she stretched out her hand, there were many ripples around her, and she took back the book she had placed in the dark corner , continue reading.

Mason started to carve, and there was a constant rustling sound in the room, as if the trees were sprouting and insects were crawling. The Red Dragon Queen sat in front of the door, and her attention was on her book. When De came over, he heard the voice inside, looked at the Red Dragon Queen sitting in front of the door and asked, "Can I go in?"

The Red Dragon Queen didn't speak. Seeing that she didn't speak, Ward put his hand on the doorknob, and was about to unscrew the handle in the next second.

But he stopped suddenly, from the corner of his vision, the Red Dragon Queen had disappeared, and the back of his neck felt a little cold.

The Red Dragon Queen hung her hand on the back of Ward's neck. As long as she exerted a little force, Ward's head would fall to the ground.

Maybe it will roll around?

Ward didn't dare to bet, he felt that his whole body was frozen.

"Hey boy, get your hands off the doorknob."

Frank, who had just come up from the corridor, saw this scene, and immediately chose to believe in the Red Dragon Queen. He drew out his gun and pointed it at Ward.

Ward slowly took his hand off the doorknob, and slowly raised his hand over his head.

"I'm just here to find Mason, I have no malicious intentions."

Frank didn't say much. He stepped forward and groped Ward's body, but he couldn't find a weapon. Ward didn't resist. He knew how powerful this one-eyed dragon was. At this distance, he didn't have the slightest chance of defeating him.

Ward leaned against the wall with some humiliation, and saw the Red Dragon Queen sitting in place again, holding a book in her hand, as if she had never moved.

For some reason, Ward felt chills all over his body when he looked at the Red Dragon Queen. He felt more danger in this small madhouse than he had ever encountered when he was on a mission.

(End of this chapter)