I Contracted Myself

Chapter 1273: [940] Small treasury

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Wuming does not trust the forest god.

In fact, all the gods here are a little weird. Except for Lin Renmei, Aries, and Lucyphil, all the creatures here are not worthy of his trust.

He thought about it, and simply shot a golden light at the fruit, and then asked: "Is there a pattern on the surface of the fruit?"

“Yes… yes.”

The Forest God didn't know what Wuming wanted to do, so he hesitated for a moment. Finally, he realized that he was under someone else's roof, so he had to answer honestly.

"Write it down." Wuming said calmly.

The forest god immediately realized that there must be something wrong with this pattern, but no matter how problematic it was... could it reject it

It had a hunch that if it refused Wuming's request, Wuming would definitely throw it into the temple, where it would surely die.

Although it also considered forging a pattern for a moment to see what Wuming wanted to do.

The problem is that it doesn't know the details of the pattern. What if it is a type of text it has never seen before? Can the forged text fool Wuming

Once Wuming's writing system no longer contains the characters it forged, Wuming will be able to see through its trick in an instant.

After thinking about it, the Forest God did not think that Wuming wanted to kill it. At least this pattern was definitely not used to kill the enemy. After all, Wuming had plenty of ways to kill it.

Recognize the Lord

Control life and death

It doesn't seem so unacceptable. After all, its life is now in Wuming's hands.

The forest god brainstormed and finally compromised.

After it wrote the word "森" on the snow with its mind, Wuming wrote the word "森" and a golden light popped out again.

Then Wuming had an idea, and the fruit in his hand immediately turned into a fantasy flower. In the center of the pistil of the fantasy flower there was a round human face.

"Hahahahahaha, hahahaha, so that's it." Wuming flipped through the memories of the Forest God and couldn't help laughing.

The gods of grassland, forest, volcano, swamp and desert were originally the guardians of the gods’ treasure house.

Unfortunately, they eventually stole from the treasury and used the countless treasures in the treasury to transform themselves into gods.

But they themselves might not have thought that these treasures themselves contained curses. As a result, when Wuming and Wang Zong entered this level, except for the Forest God who had left his body before and therefore did not become an NPC, the remaining so-called gods all became NPC-like existences.

Wuming looked at the flowers transformed by the Forest God and said calmly, "No wonder they hold the 'key' to the eighth level. It turns out that they are the gatekeepers themselves."

However, the five guards are not equally strong.

The strongest is undoubtedly the God of the Grassland. It was very powerful when it was still a gatekeeper. Later, it occupied a large number of treasures and its strength continued to grow.

Next comes the god of volcanoes, and then the god of the forest.

Unfortunately, the Forest God eventually gave up his body because of the unknown black energy, so now he is the weakest among all the guards.

But as our ancestors said, misfortunes often lie behind blessings, and blessings often lie behind misfortunes.

The forest god turned a disaster into a blessing. By giving up his body, he became the only living being among all the guards. The remaining guards were actually no different from being dead.