Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 471 May You Achieve Immortality (4.6K views, please subscribe!)
"You've crossed a line."

The majestic deity questioned in a chilling tone, angrily rebuking the troublemakers for their lack of manners.

"In this struggle that belongs to our [Nature], mortal disputes should remain mortal; the gods should not intervene. This is an agreement that everyone must abide by!"

"And what have you done?!"

He seized the initiative in the conversation, asking questions with righteous indignation, waiting for the other party to give a weak and feeble explanation.

But... He was disappointed.

The other party completely ignored him.

Faced with the god's aggressive questioning, "Casey" merely glanced at Him indifferently before losing interest and continuing to watch the Crimson Thorn's revenge.

Just like the law of conservation of smiles, "calmness" is also conserved.

While Herbert remained calm, some people became uneasy.

The "mastermind" who was secretly orchestrating everything was far from calm at this moment.

! ! ?

He felt he was being silently mocked.

In the girl's deep eyes, there was neither fear nor disdain for someone of the same level, only calmness.

It's like seeing a broken-backed dog barking wildly by the roadside, ignoring its impotent rage and completely disregarding its threat.

In the eyes of this troublemaker, what the thorn was about to do was more important than his own warning.

Therefore, we simply ignore Him.

To ignore him would be the greatest insult to this incredibly arrogant god.

How dare He ignore me?!?
you!
How dare you insult me?!
However, although He was filled with rage, He did not completely lose control and continued to attack from the moral high ground.

"You are defying nature!"

"Since you dare to interfere in the war between the natural pantheons, don't you know what that means?!"

He made no mention of the insults he had received, but instead placed the other party in opposition to the entire pantheon of nature.

"Don't think you can escape!"

And then—he was still ignored.

This time, the "girl" didn't even turn her head; she just impatiently waved her hand behind her back, her gesture full of disdain.

"you!!?"

He was angry, but he tried to be patient.

Then He failed.

"you!!!"

I can't stand it any longer.

He was enraged, furious!!!
As the wrath of the unseen deity rose, the earth trembled slightly, as if responding to His will.

In just a few breaths, the earth began to show signs of cracking!

But Herbert glanced down at it, then looked away, still showing little fear, but rather a hint of mockery.

"You couldn't hold back anymore? Ha, you idiot."

No, it's not the earth itself, but the earth element contained within it.

After his emotional outburst, the mastermind inadvertently revealed some of the abilities he possessed.

It is estimated that this being possesses powers related to the "earth element".

So, is he a deity of the earth pantheon?
The Earth Goddess System is the pantheon established by the Mother Earth, or rather, the descendants who have divided Her authority.

As one of the oldest ancient gods, His power is exceptionally strong. Even if He only controls one of His powers, the force He exerts is not to be underestimated. Many of His offspring are powerful beings.

However, this one may have dispersed too much power, and like the Lord of Nature, he himself fell into a deep sleep, and has not yet truly awakened.

The current situation of the Earth God system is similar to that of the entire Nature God system, and even worse.

With Freya, who is regarded as the "daughter of the Lord of Nature," supporting the natural pantheon, it has managed to maintain a semblance of stability.

The gods in the Earth pantheon... are all offspring of the Mother Earth, emphasizing that everyone is the same and no one should be arrogant.

They were the type who refused to submit to anyone else, and there was no distinction between high and low, noble and base.

This resulted in the pantheon not only being leaderless, but also engaging in open and covert struggles, vying for the position of acting pantheon leader through various means.

If they were planning to disrupt the natural pantheon, or even seize power, that would be reasonable and logically sound.

However, Herbert is currently only speculating, believing that the Earth pantheon is highly suspicious, but he has no conclusive evidence to make a final judgment.

Because not all gods who possess "earth element" related domains are members of the Earth God system; it is not exclusive to them.

Just like the goddesses of the four seasons, they each control one of the four elements. Among them, the goddess of autumn harvest controls the power of harvest related to the earth element.

Herbert's mental analysis was quick, taking less than a few breaths, but the other party's patience was worse than he had expected, and they couldn't even endure that short time.

After receiving no response from Herbert, the god roared like a spoiled child who had lost his temper.

"damn it!"

"Don't ignore me!"

"answer me!"

boom! boom! boom!
With the roar of the gods, the earth rumbled and the forest trembled.

"who are you!!?"

He had absolutely no clue about Herbert's identity, feeling as if the other party had appeared out of thin air.

There were absolutely no clues.

In fact, He didn't even see Freyme and the others, and was unaware of their existence.

This was indeed the mastermind who took advantage of the Withered One's impending death, manipulated him like a puppet, and forced him to use "forbidden objects" to achieve a forced advancement.

However, right after the Withered One was catalyzed to advance, He mysteriously lost sight of Him, His perception was obscured by a troublemaker from who-knows-where, and He only recently regained His sight.

Originally, He wasn't too worried, believing that the advanced epic-level withered one would be enough to deal with all the enemies, and that Freya didn't have any extra epic power to fight back.

However, once his senses returned, he was dumbfounded.

He did not see His own masterpiece wreaking havoc, but rather watched the withered being bound to the ground like a stray dog, forcibly stripped of all its power.

In the end what happened?
Who did this?!?
In his anger, He could not restrain Himself and violated the rules by choosing to descend voluntarily.

He absolutely did not believe that mortals could resolve their masterpieces so easily; there must have been divine intervention.

Correct!
It's even possible that it was that bitch Freya who couldn't help but make a move!
I've finally caught that damned tree spirit red-handed, and I can use this opportunity to attack it fiercely!
He didn't think there was anything wrong with his fate at all.

In His view, since the other party had suffered the consequences first, His own descent was justifiable.

But when He actually descended, they discovered—why was it wrong again?!?
The other party is not only not Freya, but may not even be any member of the natural pantheon.

Who?
"who are you?"

Perhaps feeling that the other party was too persistent, even to the point of being pitiful, Herbert finally turned his head impatiently, glanced at him sideways, and frowned, saying:
"Are you alright?"

The enraged god, still furious, didn't immediately realize he'd received a response and instinctively asked, "Who are you...? What did you say?"

His subconscious reaction was so foolish that it triggered Herbert's aversion to stupidity, greatly diminishing his interest.

Tsk, I've run into an idiot.

Herbert had no desire to continue humiliating or mocking Him, nor did he have any further interest in talking to Him. He simply drove Him away with disgust.

"Fine, if you have nothing else to say, can you shut up and get out of here? You're really annoying."

Go away, go play somewhere else.

"What? You..."

Never before had anyone so openly disliked a god; he was stunned and remained speechless for a long time.

"Okay, okay! Hahaha!"

A moment later, He finally realized what Herbert had done, and laughed angrily: "Ha! Haha... Whoever you are, haha, I admire your courage!"

He grinned through gritted teeth, glaring at Herbert with his withered, shriveled eyes as if he were looking at an irreconcilable enemy, and said through gritted teeth:
"I'll remember you! I'll remember you!!!"

The mastermind glared at "Casey," and seeing that she didn't react, he finally calmed down and said coldly, "I've memorized your scent. You can't escape."

"You'll never get away with them, none of you will escape!"

He gazed at Herbert, then slowly grinned, uttering a final, curse-like whisper: "Tomorrow night, I will descend again... I will catch up with you!" The words of the gods are powerful.

Since He is so certain, He will definitely do it!

There's not enough time tonight; the sun will be rising soon.

If He breaks the rules and takes the initiative, it will put them at a disadvantage.

Since that's the case, then I'll give you a whole day to escape!

Run away!

In the end, you will find that you have nowhere to escape!
Let those beastmen feel hope, and then in the end, give them despair and destruction.

He wasn't worried about them being teleported away; this was the Forest of Oblivion, the territory of the nature pantheon, and no teleportation array would be open for them.

If such a large group as the Beast-Ear Clan can't be moved using a makeshift teleportation array, then where can they hide?

"Haha, hahahaha!"

Feeling certain that the situation was already decided, and imagining the terrible things that would happen tomorrow, He left with a cold laugh, his consciousness fading away.

"..."

After the other party's aura completely dissipated, the troublemaker, who had been acting indifferently, finally reacted—he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, struggling to suppress it.

"Pfft, cough cough, don't laugh, don't laugh too loudly... Hahahaha!"

Herbert couldn't help but chuckle, thinking to himself, "Nenesha, is this guy really an idiot?"

"Yeah, I guess so. There's a kind of 'clever stupidity' about it."

Nenasha wholeheartedly agreed, unable to suppress a sneer: "These guys, sigh, they've been sitting on their pedestals for far too long. They really think they're supreme beings, that everyone has to obey their commands... Pfft, hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

Herbert sneered and shook his head, worried about the other person's intelligence.

Just because you asked doesn't mean I have to answer.
What's the point?
Friend, who do you think you are?
Do you make keys? How many keys do you make?

Especially the threat the other party made at the end, which they thought was very effective, made Herbert burst out laughing, and he almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

"What good is it for you to remember my current scent? Who doesn't disguise themselves when doing dirty work?"

Who goes fishing without a helmet?!

"You still have to follow me... Ha."

Herbert shook his head and looked back at the calm, mirror-like pool in the camp, where he could see the space behind the mirror.

Are you coming to hunt me down tomorrow?
Who's going to argue with you?

These days, who doesn't run away after showing off?

"I'm leaving, I'll let Him come find me tomorrow. I'm not going to serve you anymore~"

Herbert nodded to the ancestral spirit staring at him with wide eyes, and through telepathy, instructed it to lead the beast-eared clan into the water mirror as soon as possible.

"Furthermore, if He is brave and wise enough to actually find it... I have a surprise for Him."

Herbert smiled with a wicked grin.

Want to guess how this long-suffering old man will deal with a punching bag that has forcibly entered his territory?

It’s so hard to guess!

After seeing off the unruly "mastermind" who had barged in, Herbert continued to watch the revenge drama he had been longing for.

As he conversed with the gods, the revenge was nearing its end.

There were no dramatic plot twists, and no suspense whatsoever.

Under such deep-seated hatred, the notion that "at the last moment, recalling fond memories of the past and being unable to bring oneself to do it" simply doesn't exist.

If so, it means the hatred isn't deep enough.

The scarlet thorns devoured all the flesh, soul, and energy within the withered man's body, turning him into a "withered mummy."

This bound spirit of the dead finally carried out its own revenge.

However, this revenge comes at a price.

The aura emanating from this epic thorn is also rapidly fading; it is rushing towards death.

Their lives were already intertwined.

The moment revenge is achieved, it also means that death is imminent.

Herbert lowered his eyes and silently watched the scene before landing beside the thorns.

It can still be saved.

If Herbert wished, he could use the leaves provided by Freya to infuse life into it, rescue it, and give it a new life.

But he didn't.

It wasn't that Herbert was reluctant, but rather... it was no longer necessary.

It was the scarlet thorn that refused Herbert's offer to save it.

"You have saved me."

After achieving his revenge, the will emanating from Crimson Thorns was unexpectedly calm, even peaceful.

"Please don't waste this precious strength on my behalf."

"Moreover, I no longer want to live."

It accepted its death with equanimity.

Or perhaps it has grown tired of living in this ugly world.

At the end of his life, Scarlet Thorn did not mention anything about the "Withered Ones" to Herbert, not even a single word.

Those are its own loves and hates, its own secrets, and have nothing to do with others.

Herbert didn't investigate further, waiting for its last words, and was happy to offer the unfortunate fellow a little help.

However, having long since lost all regrets, Crimson Thorn did not make any requests, but instead inquired about the benefactor who had saved her.

“Great being of compassion, may I ask your name?”

Sensing the sincerity and gratitude of the other party, Herbert, who was reluctant to leave his name as it would easily become a trace, sighed.

"...Herbert."

After saying that, Herbert paused for a moment and said softly, "But remember, the one who truly saved you was not me, but yourself."

If the remaining will of the Crimson Thorn did not put up a fight, he would not have been able to help it take revenge so easily.

Therefore, it is the true protagonist in this revenge.

"Hehe, you really are a compassionate and gentle deity."

The scarlet thorn smiled, its gradually crumbling will slowly conveying its final thoughts: "Rest assured, I remember... I will always remember you."

"Thanks you……"

In the very end, the will emanating from the scarlet thorns suddenly became extremely strong.

That was a powerful belief that would make even the gods take notice, which transformed into an unreserved blessing and fell into Herbert's soul.

"May your name of mercy be sung among all souls."

May your gentleness not be betrayed by any malice.

It offered its blessing devoutly, as if in prayer:
May you live forever in the long river of destiny.

! ! ?

Just as Herbert was reeling from the blessing, the crimson thorns resting on his hand completely lost their color, turning into withered, yellow branches, which then silently shattered and turned into dust.

rustle……

When the last remaining dust was gently blown away by the night breeze in the forest, all that remained in Herbert's hand was a seed that emitted a faint scent.

A seed that is incomparably pure, untouched by blood, hatred, or curses.

One...

Seeds capable of giving birth to epic magical plants.

(End of this chapter)