Man on the ark, forced to become king

In her opinion, Lin Lu's decision to announce this news now was already somewhat hasty. Fortunately, there were only four other people present besides him, and they should all be trustworthy.

"Don't worry, I know my limits. Only the four of you know about this, so you won't betray me, right?"

“I swear on my life that I will never tell a second person what happened today. Can’t you set limits in your blessings? Write this down.”

Mostima spoke up without hesitation, offering to add restrictions to the blessing.

She also understood the immense turmoil this power would cause if it were to spread; the entire world would likely descend into chaos. This was a Pandora's box capable of destroying the world, and it absolutely could not be opened in their hands!

"Me, me too!"

Fiameta nodded repeatedly, deeply moved by this trust. She also felt that Mostima was right. It was just a restriction, insignificant compared to what she had gained. This was the safest way to ensure that any potential leaks of the secret were nipped in the bud.

"If such a method really exists, then use it. I have no objection."

They had no way to repay the debt of life-saving grace. Lin Lu was their savior and their only hope. Nian would never have any intention of using this to her advantage. If there were any coercive measures, she would not mind planting them on herself.

"Nian is right."

Xi didn't say much, but she did express her agreement.

"That kind of tactic shouldn't be used on you, and you don't need to be in such a hurry. All we need now is some time."

Lin Lu was very pleased that none of the four women hesitated. He was right to have judged them; they were indeed trustworthy.

"Wait a little longer, wait a little longer..."

"The golden tree still needs to grow; until then, we must lie low."

"When the Golden Tree truly reaches that stage, why should we hide? We will stand proudly on the earth, and even reach the highest position!"

He opened his arms wide, his tone bold and confident, his gaze filled with intense self-assurance.

"I have no intention of vying for supremacy, nor do I have any desire to rule the world, but that does not mean I am afraid of them!"

"Gentlemen, by then we will have an immortal army, and we can create countless powerful warriors. Why should we be afraid?"

"They're the ones who should be afraid!"

"This……"

Mostima was slightly taken aback. After thinking about it carefully, he felt that what Lin Lu said made sense.

She felt the blessing of the Golden Tree very deeply. Even an ordinary person could reach a considerable level in a short time by receiving the power of the Golden Tree. Although the difference in experience and skills would definitely weaken the actual combat power, it could still unleash a considerable degree of destructive power. How much of that blessing could the Golden Tree, which had grown again, share?

One thousand? Or ten thousand?

No need for more, a few thousand will suffice.

With a little training, they can form an unprecedented elite army. What's even more terrifying is that they exist eternally thanks to the Golden Tree, they are immortal and indestructible, and even if they die, they will return!

Faced with an invincible and powerful army, even the most powerful empire would tremble. At that time, the Golden Tree would probably not need to fear any country in the world. On the contrary, it would be the rulers of those countries who should be feeling uneasy.

Moreover, there is more than one god on their side.

"But until then, let's keep it hidden for now."

She slapped her forehead, not deterred by the promises of the future. Over the long years, she had seen far too many people and witnessed too many realities, knowing that only those who survived to the end were the winners.

No matter how great the potential, it cannot play a practical role. Even the most glorious future is still just the future, a mirage. Only by holding on from now on can there be a possibility of realizing it.

"Anyway, we will absolutely not tell anyone else about this, and you'd better not tell anyone else either."

Her bright red fingers twirled on her chin, and her eyes darted around before she suddenly spoke, "Our problem is now mostly solved. From now on, we should focus on your matter. Why don't we set off now to find that theater troupe?"

"No rush, no rush. I've already asked a famous detective from Lungmen to gather intelligence. We can go after he has some news."

Lin Lu thought for a moment, looked at the people around her, and suddenly felt that this trip to the theater troupe was as sure as it could possibly be.

Mostima and Fiameta are considered to be of standard combat strength, and in fact, they are already among the top-tier fighters.

Needless to say, Nian and Xi are definitely god-level combatants. When they unleash their full power, they might be able to move mountains and fill seas. With such a luxurious lineup, dealing with a small theater troupe would be a piece of cake.

Chapter 120 Old Carp, in Danger

Old Carp, far away on the border of Kazdel, was naturally unaware that Lin Lu was waiting for him to bring back intelligence so she could take action. He was now in a rather awkward position.

If I had known... I shouldn't have taken this job.

In the last row of the makeshift theater, Lao Li lowered the brim of his hat, looking somewhat helpless.

I initially thought they were just an ordinary traveling troupe. Perhaps because there were many hidden tricks in the ancient lands of Letania, such as the Witch King's poison and the banished tower sorcerers, those people were just so-so in the end.

Since the Twin Queens ascended to the throne, Letania has been a turbulent place in recent years, with constant open and covert struggles. Even the brilliant Witch King died at the hands of his subjects.

Some of these wretched creatures are not going to amount to much. They might be a problem for ordinary people, since the magic of the Witch King lineage is extremely powerful and difficult to defend against, especially effective against living beings. However, for Lao Li, the so-called Witch King's poison is not a big deal. Yan Kingdom has a long history, and he is not of commoner origin. He has a family tradition of learning, so dealing with it is not difficult. This is the reason why he dared to accept this commission.

It doesn't matter if we can't win; nothing serious will happen anyway, and at least we'll be able to escape unscathed.

But now it seems... it might be difficult to escape unscathed.

These aren't just some former followers of the Witch King... This is an amusement park, a god's amusement park!

He clearly felt that intangible and intangible mesmerizing power in the theater troupe. If it weren't for the profound family learning of the Li clan and their proficiency in talismans, he would probably have already fallen into this trap.

Moreover, the Leitanians who have gathered from afar are most likely plotting something big, and Leitania, Lonmen, and Vitória may all be involved, perhaps even with the shadow of Colombia.

Old Li didn't care what they were up to; he just wanted to get out of this mess, but unfortunately, he couldn't do that for the time being.

That kind of psychedelic power, so different from Originium magic, probably comes from the authority of a god. He had come into contact with it a little when he was young. It's not that there's no way to break through it, but if he did, he would have to make a big commotion, and then it would be even more difficult to leave.

It's unclear what price those people paid to have a deity personally intervene and cover for them.

The only good news is that the deity protecting this place is probably not one of those who escaped from Yan Kingdom back then. Otherwise, his bloodline alone could have attracted trouble, and it's not impossible that he could have been crushed to death by a raging deity who recalled his painful past.

"Disaster, disaster..."

After glancing at the puppet show on stage, Lao Li had no intention of appreciating art; all he could think about was how to escape.

Forcing their way in is highly unlikely.

Perhaps we could start with those Letanians?

This place is currently sealed off by divine power, allowing entry but not exit. Only those secretive Letanian nobles can leave. With a little trickery, he might be able to sneak into their ranks and escape, but his racial characteristics are too conspicuous, making it a difficult situation.

Or should we inform Lin Lu?

The thought crossed his mind, and Old Carp shook his head with a wry smile.

How could he have such an idea?

When he arrived, Lin Lu did give him a box. It was said that once opened, the contents could transmit a message regardless of distance, so that if anything unexpected happened, there would be someone to help him and he wouldn't be left alone.

This is certainly well-intentioned; the Yan Kingdom does possess similar treasures, so it's unlikely to be fake. The problem is, this place is currently sealed off by divine power…

The authority of the gods far surpasses that of Originium Arts. Bringing it out now would probably be difficult to achieve its intended effect, and might even alert the enemy and attract attention.

Besides, what good would it do to get the message out? To leave a will before dying? That would be too unseemly.

Lin Lu is far away in Longmen, quite a distance from here. Even if she gets the news, what can she do?

Moreover, this involves fighting against the gods; how could he possibly have that ability?

I'm afraid this time we're really going to fail here...

Just then, Lao Li suddenly felt the puppet show on the stage suddenly stop, and an indescribable feeling abruptly appeared beside him, as if he were being watched by something invisible.

This feeling is... divine!

Oh no! The talisman has failed!

Old Carp's pupils contracted sharply, and his entire body tensed up instantly. When he looked up, he saw the strangely shaped puppets on the stage staring straight at him, their carved faces displaying eerie smiles.

In an instant, he seemed to be pulled into another dimension. The Leitanians sitting in the front row seemed completely unaware of this, and he was the only one who could see the changes in the world.

Is it a distortion of reality caused by divine power, or have I been unknowingly pulled into a dream world?

Old Li had no time to care about anything else. He only felt a chill rise from the soles of his feet, and quickly took out a small wooden box from his pocket and opened it with one hand.

Now that things have come to this, he has no other choice but to try his luck. Giving his last words is better than dying without a trace. If the message gets out, it might have some effect. If it doesn't get out, then it's just bad luck.

hum~

The wooden box was opened, and a faint golden light rippled out. Inside, a golden leaf lay trembling gently. Without needing to say anything, the old carp understood its purpose the moment it saw the leaf: to record the message it wanted to take out as concisely as possible onto the leaf.

With a flash of golden light, the divine power that had been sealing off the surrounding area had no effect on it. The leaf swayed gently, and as the golden light flickered, it vanished into the void.

"With such a miraculous method, maybe there's still hope... I should try to fight it out a little longer. I'm not one to give up easily."

A strange look flashed in his eyes, and Old Carp's expression turned solemn. The wooden box beside him opened automatically, and bright yellow talismans flew out from it.

The stage, the audience, and the puppet show all receded into the distance amidst the distortion. The things he saw changed rapidly. In a daze, Lao Li seemed to see an ancient, huge castle crashing straight towards him, like a man-eating beast, about to swallow him whole.

Perhaps it's already been ingested?

For the first time in his life, Lao Li had to place his hopes on others, since he was truly out of options this time.

"Lin Lu, you'd better be reliable, or I'm doomed this time..."

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"Fallen leaves? Who used fallen leaves to deliver a message to me?"

Under the golden tree in Kazdel, Lin Lu, who was discussing with Mostima and others, suddenly looked up and a golden leaf floated out of thin air, swirling down from the sky.

The Golden Tree's ability to transmit messages is exclusive to him, and no one else in the world can use it except the Golden Tree. But now the few official members of the Golden Tree are all here. Who is transmitting the message?