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Chapter 1301 - Chapter 1301 Chapter 1299 Flowers and Meteorites

Chapter 1301: Chapter 1299: Flowers and Meteorites Chapter 1301: Chapter 1299: Flowers and Meteorites Scarlet Manor – Lord’s Room.

Next to the fireplace, on the plush sofa.

Maritzis sat on one side of the sofa with a stupefied expression.

Black Goat Sally was fully lying on the couch via “leg-pillowing,” enjoying the pleasure of both body and mind, and from time to time, she would fiercely nibble on Maritzis’ thigh.

Han Dong had returned from the city area and was now scrutinizing the expanding Cemetery Area by the windowsill.

“Sally, that guy really makes one uncomfortable.

Staying by Eugenes’ side, one smells an extreme Stench, but by Aslan’s side, there’s a sense of Evil coming from deep within.

What exactly is this guy’s background?”

Sally, through a mouth that had grown from hyperplasia on her cheek, slowly answered this question:

“The differences are significant in the Polar Circle.

Eugenes’ South Pole, being the point of invasion, has nearly led to the extinction of the Elder Race, and a great deal of technology has been lost with the death of the Elder Race’s higher echelons.

The once thriving Meat Mountain city-state is now a ‘scrapyard ruins.’

But the North Pole where Aslan resides is different. The Terminal North Continent of ancient times was once deemed the core of this planet, where many Old Kings had set foot and even resided for a long period of time.

At the end of the ‘World Catastrophe,’ a large portion of Terminal North Continent was submerged, and the strife among the Old Kings also came to a temporary halt.

However, the treasures buried deep in the North Pole still exist.

In contrast to the South Pole, which is like a dumpsite, the North Pole is considered a treasure trove.

Apart from the title of Element, Aslan is also known as ‘The Orphan of Terminal North Continent.’

The information on how he was born is uncertain, but the bloodline of several Old Kings mixed within him… Thanks to his uniqueness, the current Polar Circle Force has been established.

He essentially inherited all the wealth left by Terminal North Continent.

This man is an absolute egoist. Do not get too involved with him, and try to avoid as much as possible any conflicts of interest.

Personally speaking, I do not like this guy much.”

Han Dong nodded his head. While examining the enormous Glacier, he could see that behind Aslan were multiple powerful factions, and even several Old Kings.

Taking the opportunity, Han Dong shifted to another topic,

“You seem to quite dislike him, so among the ten original Elements, is there someone you dislike even more? Is it Green?”

“No… It’s another Female Life.

That woman is very dangerous, and you must call me when you go to greet her.”

Maritzis, upon hearing this, immediately thought of a notorious figure within the demon circle, a highly dangerous female individual… and even had some connection with their Toad Clan.

“Is it the one who lives deep in the Dreamlands?”

“It seems Mary knows quite well, too~ That’s right, after all, you Toad Demons are considered to be the ‘outer guards’ of the Dreamlands.

However, little sister Mary must have only heard rumors and has never seen her in person, right? Next time, when Han Dong goes out to greet others as an Archbishop, let’s all go together.”

“Mhm…”

Maritzis had heard the horrifying stories of the ‘Dream Girl’ since childhood.

So much so, she never dared to approach the deeper regions of the Dreamlands… or rather, most of the Toad demons wouldn’t dare to approach.

…

On a small island off the west coast of England.

Here lies a lush primeval jungle.

Apart from the effects brought by Eternal Night, there is no other form of pollution.

Here resides a rather unique group of humans, all female, preserving the most primitive and local costumes.

Only leaves cover their vital parts,

Their heads are all adorned with petal masks carved from wood,

At present.

Over a thousand islanders seem to be guided by some Miracle, all gathering at the center of the island, falling asleep in a uniquely stacked manner.

The witches in their slumber were piled upon each other like a small hill.

In their dream, their consciousness was drawn by an invisible force, led to the perfect world they had sought all their lives, equivalent to the paradise pursued by Christian believers.

Dreamlands

Their consciousness would be allowed to live permanently within the Dreamlands.

And their bodies left in reality would serve as the ‘keystone’ for the connection between the dream and reality.

Crackling and crunching…

One after another, soft and tender rhizomes grew from the lowest witch’s body,

These plant roots would penetrate through the bodies of witches stacked above and stimulate the growth of more plants,

Intertwining with each other,

Coiling around each other,

Fusing with each other,

Finally, using the witches’ piled bodies as a ‘keystone’, a flower about a hundred meters high grew, a spectacle visible from the west coast dozens of miles away.

The bud blossomed.

A luxuriously feminine Female Life crawled out from within.

At different heights, different orientations,

Different visions, different brains,

Even when observing this Female Life during different times, in different spaces, one would receive varying visual feedback… but no matter what that feedback was, it would be pleasant for the viewer.

“Ah~ It’s been so long since I last visited reality.

Human bodies are truly cumbersome; I wonder why Lord Gray would set such a rule.

Well… everyone needs to move around London City in a human guise. This role-playing game should be quite interesting; perhaps I’ll even meet a ‘human’ to my liking.”

The woman still had half her body inside the flower.

Leveraging her current height, she looked towards the direction of London City and unexpectedly saw a startling scene.

In the skies above London.

A thick fog was suddenly disturbed by objects from outer space, and over ten glowing meteors were rapidly falling.

Boom!

When the meteors struck the earth, light filled the sky.

Even from her location, she could feel a faint tremor.

“It seems everyone has arrived quite early; I must hurry on my way…”

The female life form kept her lower half embedded in the flower.

Using the hundred-meter tall ‘Witch’s Flower’ as a carrying tool.

Emerald tentacle-like roots slowly detached from beneath the ground, carrying the giant flower and the embedded Female Life towards London City.

…

At the same time,

London City had raised a special alert due to the meteorite fall, and surrounding villages quickly erected barriers to avoid the sudden meteorite disaster as much as possible.

Fortunately,

The meteors had not hit any of the villages, and the impact points were at least a kilometer away from London City.

It was as if it were a planned ‘targeted landing’.

The scattered meteorite fragments were not inanimate objects; they immediately underwent a transformation.

One by one, metallic tentacles grew from the crevices, and within half a minute, they had gathered on the west side of the London Basin to form a force of extraterrestrial demons.

Leading them was a red-haired youth who had completed ‘Anthropomorphisation.’

The young man had a hollow structure in his chest, within which a ‘red planet’ in self-rotation was suspended.