blogombal Chapter 840 Xumi, the God of Grass
Chapter 840 Xumi, the God of Grass
Barnabas folded her arms across her chest, a thoughtful glint flickering in her icy blue eyes. She frowned slightly and snorted, "You say that easily, but how can the other four gods be so easy to deal with? Narcida, the Grass God, and Alzeb, the Thunder God, are only upper-level demons, but their power is profound. If they truly engaged in a full-scale battle, it would be difficult to defeat them in a short time. As for Barbatos, the Wind God, and Morax, the Rock God, their strength must have reached the semi-world level, making them equally formidable. Taking on them would undoubtedly cause a huge stir, drawing the attention of the Four Kage, if not Heavenly Law."
Barnabas knew that hunting the gods was no easy task. Each god had his own unique power and deep roots. If he was not careful, he might lose everything.
Navilette nodded slightly, his eyes revealing determination and confidence. He continued, "I'm naturally aware of the difficulties and obstacles ahead. It's like walking on a thorny road, with every step fraught with danger. But if you and I join forces, we'll be like two sharp blades working together, and we'll definitely have a better chance of victory. Moreover, if we can successfully destroy the thrones of the Grass God and the Thunder God, and obtain the complete power of both ancient dragons, we might be able to defeat the remaining Rock and Wind Gods without causing a major disturbance."
After hearing Violet's words, Barnabas fell into deep thought. She stared down at the icy ground beneath her feet, her thoughts as chaotic as snowflakes.
At present, this seems to be the safest way, and there is really no better choice.
Moreover, just as Villette said, once the law of nature senses the abnormality and revives prematurely, none of those who are secretly making moves will be able to escape.
"Hmph, you're right. We must possess a truly world-class combat force before the restoration of justice, and you, unrestrained as you are, are undoubtedly the best candidate. It's just... I feel a strange sense of reluctance. My plan almost succeeded, and as long as I could obtain the Heart of the God of Fire, I, too, could possess world-class status."
Barnabas felt mixed emotions, anticipating future cooperation but also feeling unwilling to accept that he had failed to realize his plan.
Villette's gaze was firm and clear, like a burning flame. Without hesitation, he said, "No matter who it is, our goal is the same: to remove Tianli from the position of Lord of the World and restore the glory and honor of our dragon race ten thousand years ago. Let this continent return to the era when our dragon race reigns supreme."
Barnabas was silent for a long time, and the air around him seemed to be frozen by this silence, so oppressive that it made people breathless.
After a long moment, the icy aura that had materialized around her dissipated slightly. She tilted her head slightly, looked at Villette, and said calmly, "Well, I'll do as you say. I hope you won't disappoint me, otherwise..." Though she didn't finish her words, the warning they contained was clear.
Villette was delighted, knowing that Barnabas had agreed to cooperate. He bowed slightly and said respectfully, "Cooperating with me is our only hope."
Barnabas and Navillote parted ways, each heading towards their own destination. Navillote glanced at Sora and Paimon before leaving.
"You two can do whatever you want, just treat it as a trip. I believe no one will attack you again." After saying that, Villette took a step forward and flew away.
Barnabas' figure flashed and turned into an ice-blue stream of light, like a comet streaking across the sky, rushing towards Xumi at lightning speed.
Her eyes revealed unwavering determination and a resolute determination to go all out, even though a trace of unwillingness still lingered in her heart.
When she stepped into the border of Xumi, a completely different breath hit her face.
The dense rainforest before us is lush and vibrant, like a green kingdom full of fantasy.
The sunlight filtered through the layers of leaves, casting dappled shadows. The air was filled with a rich and fresh breath of life, a stark contrast to the icy and cold winter she was familiar with.
Barnabas carefully hid his body, like a cheetah lurking in the dark, and sneaked silently towards the throne of the God of Grass.
The scene in Xumi City was extremely lively, with the streets and alleys crowded with people. People wearing colorful clothes were happily walking back and forth on the streets.
Her figure was looming in the crowd, like a ghost, and did not attract anyone's attention.
After some exploration, Barnabas finally sensed the breath of the grass goddess Narcida.
There was no hiding, but what surprised her was that Nashida's breath came from outside the city. It seemed that she did not want to disturb the people of Xumi.
Barnabas exuded a cold and icy aura all over his body, like a moving iceberg. Wherever he went, the beautiful flowers around him instantly frosted and withered, as if the vitality of life was ruthlessly sucked away by this chill.
Walking towards the place where Narcida's scent was emanating, Barnabas soon saw Narcida, who was standing alone beside a big tree.
After noticing the arrival of someone, Nashida raised her head. Her eyes were clear and calm, like a deep lake, without ripples.
There was no fear in her eyes, and she said calmly and calmly: "Such a strong icy power, I guess you must be the Ice Queen. As one of the seven rulers of the mortal world, why did you break into Xumi with such strong hostility?" The voice was soft and gentle, slowly echoing in the air.
Barnabas responded coldly, his voice as if it came from a thousand-year-old ice, revealing an endless coldness and determination: "Narcida, I have no intention of becoming your enemy, but I have something I must do. In order to destroy the throne of the Grass God, I can only ask you to die."
Nashida shook her head slightly, her movement as light as a petal swaying in the wind.
Her eyes were filled with all-seeing wisdom and unwavering faith, like the brightest stars in the night sky. "The throne is connected to so many things. If I give it to you, Heaven will not let me off. Besides... the life of the gods has long been connected to the throne."
As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding space seemed to be gently moved by a pair of invisible hands, and strange and dreamy changes occurred in an instant.
The emerald green light spread like a lively elf, and in the blink of an eye, Barnabas found himself in a dreamy sea of flowers.
This sea of flowers is simply a beautiful painting painted by nature with the most brilliant colors. The colorful flowers compete with each other in beauty and bloom.
The gentle breeze blows gently like a mother's hand, and the petals fall like snow, dreamy and breathtakingly beautiful.
However, this seemingly extremely beautiful scene made Barnabas alert. Could it be an illusion cast by Narcida? A moment later, countless illusory figures appeared out of thin air in the sea of flowers.