Pirate's Swamp Fruit

Chapter 219 Chapter 217
Accompanied by the unprecedented strength of knowledge color, as if entering a strange realm, Wilder also felt that something in the ability in his body was about to move, as if... had a chain reaction with today's knowledge color.

Wilder knew that it was the sound of his own soul and the black energy absorbed from the previous demonic island into his soul and ability.

This feeling is... kind of wonderful.

It's like controlling the entire small world.

He is the god of this world.

"Don't worry, you'll be able to see the world soon." Wilde smiled devilishly and said to himself.

Wilder walked out of the palace and went straight to the swamp forest on the cliff.

However, Wilder prefers to call it the Forest of Beasts. There are many powerful creatures living in it, some of which are in the deepest part, with a size of hundreds of meters. Even Wilder doesn't want to provoke it easily.

It is no exaggeration to say that this is the most dangerous area in Ze Country.

There is an unpleasant sound in the air of the forest, which is like the smell of carrion, and colorless or colored poisonous gas is floating everywhere, among which the swamp gas is the thickest. Horrible creatures are fighting for life and death every day here. Under the law, there are constantly weak biological remains that breed all bacteria and toxic substances in the air. Over time, this place has become an area covered in poisonous fog.

However, even so, the creatures living here have already evolved the ability to fight against the poisonous fog environment here, and they are not afraid of the poisonous fog such as methane here just like Wilder.

The palace guards are conducting life-and-death training in an area not far away, and they also have to fight and fight with the creatures living here every day.

This is also a way for Wilder to forge them. The five hundred members of the guard who have survived to this day are all strong and elites who are proficient in survival and confrontation in the wild.

Wilder didn't intend to disturb them, so he deliberately took a detour and came to a black dead wood area not far from the big ravine behind the forest.

No one will disturb here, and besides poisonous snakes and poisonous insects, other large animals and birds that do not have the ability to fly will also avoid this place as much as possible, just because this is a swampy land, plus it does not attract them There is a lot of food, here is a dead land and wasteland, there is no prey, but there is a lot of poisonous gas.

Wilder stood in the swamp, slowly closed his eyes, and the sense of knowledge began to be released from his body, covering the surrounding area of ​​500 meters in all directions without dead ends.

In the blink of an eye, everything around is in the "eye".

The black, dead wood that splits and overlaps like the devil's fingers, and the swamp plane that looks a little shiny under the reflection of the sunlight that shines through the gaps in the branches and leaves.

Bubbles the size of ping-pong balls popped up from the bottom from time to time, as well as the faint sounds of small animals that were deeply hidden in this quiet area.

Everything is captured clearly.

Wilder could feel "those guys" in his body start to agitate, as if he couldn't wait to come out.

The Immortal Territory unfolded silently, strands of "spirit" drifted down from the air, landed on the grass, landed on the black dead wood, landed on...Wilder's hand spewed out and merged into the swamp. On the swamp!

next second!
Suddenly!

The entire swamp was in turmoil!

In fact, Wilder himself doesn't know what the final result of the thing created in the Immortal Domain will be. He just proceeds according to the "restlessness" in his heart, so he doesn't know how things will develop in the end.

Everything will be revealed later.

As the swamp became turbulent, and the frequency and movement of the turbulence became larger and larger, Wilder couldn't help but sweat a little from his forehead, and his heart began to become tense.

"Crash!"

The swamp, which was not so quiet, suddenly surged up, and the swamp raised up in groups, as if there were beasts hidden underneath that were about to break through the swamp and rush out.

Success or failure is here!
Wilder didn't dare to relax at all, his whole body was tense, not only mentally, but also physically.

This is an attempt, and Wilder doesn't know if he will succeed in the end. If he succeeds, it proves that his thoughts in his heart are correct, and the means of fighting the enemy will be greatly improved. If he fails, it proves that he is thinking too much.

His spirit was being consumed rapidly, and Wilder's face was becoming more and more ugly. He felt that the "field" was shaking, and he felt unstable and about to collapse.

Can't it?
Wilder gritted his teeth and opened his eyes, which were covered with bloodshot eyes. The hands hanging on both sides couldn't help clenching into fists. The blood was squeezed back due to the force, causing the joints to turn white and blue.

But Wilder doesn't want to give up yet, because giving up means that he may really be thinking too much, and if he persists, there may be a turning point.

But the pain in his head was getting worse, Wilder couldn't help frowning in pain, his teeth tightened, and his eyes were so swollen that they almost ran out of their sockets.

At this moment, Wilde felt the temples on both sides of his forehead as if being pierced by a long nail, it hurt!
The soul seemed to be pierced, the pain was unbearable!
But Wilder's heart suddenly calmed down. He looked at the changes in the swamp, and a glimmer of hope rose in his heart.

At this time, the swamp surged more and more violently. Seeing that it might succeed, Wilde showed a pained and excited expression on his face!

However, the next moment, the expression on Wilder's face froze for a moment, and then completely froze.

The tumbling swamp turned into calm in an instant, and nothing seemed to happen. The swampland remained unchanged from when it came, except that the amount of swamp was a little more.

quiet!
Even the sound of insects in the surrounding area disappeared. It should be that the movement just now scared them away.

Wilde's fist clenched and then relaxed, loosened and clenched again, and finally he could only sigh unwillingly.

There is no problem with the Immortal Territory. What failed was the ability that was intended to be used in combination with the Immortal Territory. I don't know what went wrong. The ability that could have been used alone seemed to have a feeling of collapse.

To be exact, it has collapsed.

"What's the problem?" Leaving this question behind, Wilder walked towards the palace while thinking.

Although Wilder hadn't moved for the change just now, his physical and mental energy was exhausted. He planned to go back to rest and think about which link went wrong.

Wilder was not willing to give up just like that, at least the movement in the swamp just now gave him hope of success, and the movement just now proved that this was at least feasible, not his wishful thinking.

Along the way, Wilder was immersed in thinking about what went wrong as if he had lost his soul.

He didn't even bother to avoid the stone in front of him, and kicked it aside casually when he got to the front, he was lost in thought and couldn't recover.

"Soul... knowledge... black air..." Wilder felt that the problem should be in the fit of the three.

If the problem of fit among them cannot be solved, there will be the problem of mutual interference leading to the final collapse.

"Could it be that... I haven't fully integrated my soul and body yet?" Wilder was startled, and couldn't help but think of this.

If this is the case, it can explain the reasons why his soul often has various problems.

This is not impossible, after all, whether it is the fusion of two souls or crossing, it is too complicated, and the problems involved cannot be observed in detail.

Wilder decided to try again. After resting in the palace for half a day, he and Aisha Claire and the others ate a few pure lamb legs and a few sand sculpture fish, paired with a bottle of red wine. After recovering, Wilder came to the swamp behind the forest again.

This time Wilder didn't start right away, but sat on the swamp and closed his eyes to meditate.

This is one of his usual ways of exercising life return and knowledge. Wilder feels that in such a state of meditation, his soul should be quieter.

Ten minutes later, Wilder opened his eyes, his eyes were calm, and he stood up without any further delay, his knowledge and knowledge were released, opening the indestructible frontier.

In an instant, everything can be seen.

Plants, insects, swamps, air bubbles, and even the trails of the breeze can be seen clearly.

Wilder once again controlled the ability in his body, released the swamp from his body and merged into the swamp.

After a while, the swamp became turbulent.

The frequency and movement are getting faster and faster.

In the end, just like the previous time, the swamp began to undulate in groups, as if a monster was staring at the swamp and was about to break out of the ground.

At this moment, Wilder felt the strain again, and his brows frowned involuntarily.

Are you going to fail again?

Wilder quickly stabilized his mind and concentrated, and his body also unconsciously tensed up again, like a block of iron.

But to Wilder's surprise, although he also felt extremely strenuous this time, it was much better than last time when he was about to be overwhelmed by the pressure.

Could it be that…

There was a flash of light in Wilder's eyes, and he felt hopeful.

"Gululu...!"

The swamp surge became more violent, and Wilder's eyes opened brighter and brighter, which was completely different from the previous bloodshot situation, and Wilder couldn't even feel any pressure at this time.

It's like everything is under control.

Wilder's eyes trembled a little more, "This is... this is the true state of the Immortal Territory!?"

"I understand!"

Wilder instantly understood the key to this, and finally knew why he failed the previous time!
It turned out that there was a problem in the place where I thought there was the least problem!
This is the state that the Immortal Territory should have!
A state of mind is completely quiet, everything is transparent, a feeling that everything is under control, this is the real indestructible territory!

Only in this way can you control everything in the territory!Like a magnetic field, it won't collapse until it stabilizes!
The reason why he failed the previous time was because Wilder's heart was not calm, or he didn't let himself go, and he didn't fully integrate his body and mind into this immortal territory, which made Wilder look like an intruding foreigner. Those who try to control everything in the territory are naturally rejected by the territory.

"Hahaha! That's it! That's it!" Wilder's body and mind are completely empty at this moment, as if he has merged into this world, everything is in his feelings, as if he himself is the incarnation of this world, He knows everything about himself!
"Boom!" The tumbling swamp finally changed completely at this moment!
Swamp monsters of various shapes exuding a cold aura... no, they should be called swamp soldiers now.

Because monsters are beasts, and soldiers are living beings with mobility and quality!
Swamp soldiers poured out of the swamp and stood on the swamp. Among them were slimes with no limbs and no specific shape, and some were wearing ancient armor, helmets, and holding swords with expressionless faces. "Zombie" form.

What's more, the whole body is covered with "fluff". Of course, this fluff is actually the form of a beast transformed from a swamp.

There is also a tall, angry-eyed giant form.

In addition, there are some strange creatures that are not available in the world. Some of them grin their mouths wide open. They are obviously beasts like tigers and leopards, but they have three sharp tails raised upside down behind them.

There is also a human-sized, toad-shaped creature that can spit out a spider web made of swamps!

Wilde smiled watching all this, his shoulders trembled slightly because of the excitement that was uncontrollable!

"I'll call you...Hundred Ghosts!" Wilder smiled excitedly as he looked at these swamp soldier monsters in different shapes, but all of them were related to ugliness.

The Immortal Territory—Hundred Ghosts!
Immortality is taken literally.

Looking at these monsters, Wilder suddenly moved, his body disappeared in place, and the next moment he appeared in front of the toad-like swamp soldier, with a sweep of his legs, his steel-like long legs slammed heavily on the toad swamp, " With a sound, the toad ghost shattered into mud and scattered down under this sweep.

Wilder landed on the swamp and stood firmly, his eyes turned to that place. After a while... a strange thing happened.

I saw that the swamp that was scattered by Weld began to gather again, and within two breaths, a toad ghost gathered and formed.

This is the meaning of immortality. In this territory, the swamp was endowed with immortal life by Wilder!
Of course, there is also terrifying combat power!
In addition, in the territory, although Wilder cannot control other things outside the swamp, he can feel all the meanings in the territory through those things.

For example, when a piece of sand falls on a grass branch, Wilder can sense it. Through this sense, a swamp soldier can emerge from that place in a timely manner, which is more efficient than seeing and hearing.

It's like... having countless eyes and ears, and it's the one that shares the five senses!
With a cold smile and burning ambition in his eyes, Wilder returned to the palace and summoned everyone.

(End of this chapter)