Chapter 170 Help! Revelation of the Mother Tree!
Chapter 170 Help! Revelation of the Mother Tree!
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That was over three thousand years ago.
Different tribes, growing stronger, erupted into a war that swept across the entire planet due to the distribution of resources, causing great destruction to nature. At that time, the dozen strongest priests believed that this would inevitably incur nature's punishment.
Hence, after exhausting hundreds of years and rallying one powerful priest after another, they created the Life Mother Tree at the cost of their own lives.
After that, every powerful priest, at the end of their life, would integrate their soul into the Life Mother Tree, merging with it and also making it even more powerful.
Three thousand years later, today, the existence of the Life Mother Tree had long enveloped the whole world, its roots ubiquitous, and "Senya" had become the common name for all tribes and all species.
Throughout the lengthy years, the Life Mother Tree also became the faith of the Senya people.
They could even contact the lingering ancestral consciousness within it, communicating with and mastering the power of the Life Mother Tree.
In some ways, if all Senya tribes united, they could even control the planet!
They once had confidence that by uniting and with the help of the Life Mother Tree, they could overcome any enemy, even when facing the Civilization Trial, they bore little fear.
However, the despair the Civilization Trial had not brought was, today, brought by another civilization!
"To resist the previous continuous explosions and destruction, the roots of the Life Mother Tree have withered by fifty percent..." announced a Senya person with a somewhat trembling voice.
"Fifty percent?"
Suddenly, all the previously calmed Senya erupted into noisy clamor, restless hoof sounds, and various voices filled with excitement and panic flooded the entire hall.
"This is an unprecedented blow!"
"The entire nature is nearly destroyed."
"The fire is still burning!"
"First it was the terrible cold wave, then the terrifying flames, our Mother Tree can't hold on much longer!"
"Once the Mother Tree withers, Senya will also face its end!"
"..."
Everyone present was a Chosen One, and also a leader or an important figure from various tribes.
They were acutely aware of the significance of the Life Mother Tree to them.
They understood all too well that, should the Life Mother Tree truly wither, those protected by the Mother Tree, along with the entire civilization, definitely could not survive.
Even the Great Leader Wakah stood there dumbfounded at that moment.
Until now, they didn't know the reason the enemies above had launched this war; the opponents even refused any communication, all their actions were genocidal, completely disregarding the natural order.
"I want to communicate with the Mother Tree!" Wakah's lips trembled slightly as he suddenly said, "Communicate with the true consciousness of the Mother Tree."
At this moment, everyone suddenly fell silent.
They looked at Wakah somewhat incredulously.
It seemed they wanted to stop him, but they couldn't really say anything.
Indeed, the Life Mother Tree initially only merged with countless ancestral souls, but, as It continued to grow, the Senya people gradually realized, the Mother Tree had given birth to its own consciousness.
It was born from the souls of the Senya people, yet It was an undeniably independent entity. Since Its birth, the ancestors of the Senya people became like warriors beneath It, only able to be commanded by It.
Many powerful priests had once tried to communicate with this true entity, but even when It was newly born, It was so powerful that any contact would render the soul unbearable, easily torn apart, merging into the Life Mother Tree like the ancestors, moving towards true death.
Thus, each powerful priest in their lifetime had only one chance to contact their faith.
That was the moment before death.
"If I succeed, I will return and bring forth the revelations of the Mother Tree," Wakah looked at everyone and slowly said, "But if I fail, I hope you will not give up, Joka will lead you and continue the fight."
Joka, a Senya person who had always stood behind Wakah.
He had a burly figure, robust muscles, yet in his hands he held not a priest's staff, but a giant longbow.
At the call of the leader, he stepped forward, bowing his head.
"From this moment, you are Jokah." Wakah extended his hand, lightly tapping Jokah's body with his own staff, "Whether I return or not, you will be the new leader of the tribe, and if I return, you will officially become the leader of the Senya people!"
The original ceremony should not have been so simple, but at this moment, no one cared.
They could tell that Wakah was essentially harboring a resolve of certain death.
This could even be considered a form of escape.
But at this moment, they indeed needed the Mother Tree to give them a revelation.
And at this moment, Wakah didn't even have time to bid farewell to his family; fifty percent withering was an extremely terrifying figure, meaning that the Life Mother Tree was already on the brink of death!
Wakah came to a spot in front of the roots, closed his eyes slightly, letting his soul delve into the roots, continuously calling out to the consciousness of the Life Mother Tree.
Normally this process would require a considerable amount of time, but at this moment, just as he began calling, the vast consciousness suddenly descended.
Wakah felt his soul spreading instantly throughout the entire world, this indescribable oppressive force, even though he was now a Second Stage Chosen One, still could not withstand it.
Severe pain originating from the soul swept over him.
But, this was much better than anticipated.
It seemed, the Life Mother Tree had indeed weakened.
Wakah had soon heard a tremendous cry.
"It hurts, it hurts so much."
"Stop burning, no more burning."
"Wah wah."
"It hurts so much."
"..."
The cries carried a distinct immaturity yet they were so grand, as if accompanied by the cries of countless souls, continuously shaking Wakah's entire soul, making his entire soul roar.
However, he still persevered, even faintly hearing the Mother Tree's cries.
"Save me."
"Please, save me."
"..."
The Mother Tree was crying for help, but to whom?
Right as Wakah started to entertain such a thought, suddenly, a fleeting shadow flashed in his mind.
It was a spaceship, a spaceship completely different from those of the enemies, and on it, an individual with eyes filled with the vastness of starlight flashed by.
"Pugh—!"
Wakah spat out a mouthful of blood, the impact of witnessing those eyes was even more severe than the contact with the Mother Tree!
Several pieces of equipment meant to protect his soul directly shattered, his consciousness instinctively fled back into his body, and yet, he was still gravely injured!
But Wakah didn't care much about that now.
He gripped the arm of Jokah beside him, his face bearing an indescribable expression.
"Revelation, I've seen the Revelation the Mother Tree has given us!"
Suddenly, everyone gathered around.
Many people showed great joy.
Even the true Sages knew that while the Mother Tree was immensely powerful, it was not an omnipotent God, but it was still the faith cherished in their hearts, the deity that countless ancestors had worshipped with their souls.
Countless people truly believed that the Mother Tree would bring them hope!
However, Wakah's expression was indeed indescribable.
His thoughts were still in chaos, only muttering, "The Mother Tree is crying for help, there is a spaceship, a spaceship from another civilization, the Mother Tree is asking for help from them, no, from Him!"
"What's going on? What exactly did you see?" Jokah gripped Wakah's arm tightly, while several Priests frantically pumped life force into him, as if they understood, yet did not quite understand.
But Wakah's soul was too heavily wounded, in the end repeating only:
"Eyes! Starry sky! Eyes!"
"No good, he needs to rest, needs to calm down," said a powerful Priest, a Chosen One with a healing attribute, in a low voice, "We already have a lot of information, there's another civilization, that is our hope."
Everyone fell silent, some looking fearful and confused.
Their doomsday was brought about by another civilization, yet was their hope also to be pinned on another civilization?
However, what these people didn't know was that, at this very moment, Feng Ping and others were equally shocked.
Following their plan, they carefully entered the planet, reaching an open area of combat, then allowing Tanahara Kanai to explore the native civilization.
But just as they started, Tanahara Kanai suddenly emitted a tremendous suppression, her eyes erupting with starlight.
Everyone clearly felt that in that moment, the President's consciousness arrived on her!
But this lasted only a very brief moment before everything quickly returned to calm.
"Excuse me, did something just happen?" Feng Ping cautiously asked, as if Tanahara Kanai was the President.
"Seems like it," Tanahara Kanai herself wasn't sure, somewhat blankly saying, "It seems like the President had a brief communication with some entity of this world... I'm not sure if that counts as communication, but I think I heard a child crying and asking for help."
"A child?" The group became even more puzzled.
But, the next moment, Shen Hao's voice directly appeared in their ears.
"Feng Ping, go down alone; the location of this civilization's command layer has already been sent to you, the rest return to a safe place to await orders."
"Yes!" Feng Ping felt the location suddenly appearing in his mind, immediately standing at attention to respond.
He also heaved a huge sigh of relief in his heart.
Although unsure what exactly had happened, having a directive personally from the President made it feel as though nothing else mattered.
It must be said, it's profoundly reassuring to feel as if the President was with them, even on an alien planet.
With faint excitement and anticipation, Feng Ping greeted his teammates before his figure slowly vanished.
He directly penetrated through the spaceship, plummeting towards the ground at high speed!