Carrying his beloved book on his back, the God of Knowledge of Gordor was walking briskly on the small path in the forest.
Although he was a little reluctant to leave Gordor, once he thought about how it also meant that he was away from that monstrous demigod, he couldn't help but feel better.
He didn't want to be eaten alive.
The way the demigod sized him up as if he was food, he was sure of it.
"Where did this monster come from?
Even Algor from 300 years ago couldn't compare to him, right? "
Whenever he thought about the Hero Algor from 300 years ago, the God of Knowledge couldn't help but feel melancholy.
He was sure that something had happened back then.
However, he didn't know what had happened.
What happened back then had been affecting him ever since.
He couldn't absorb the Power of Faith to perfect himself like a real God. All he could do was slowly absorb intense emotions to sustain himself.
Now, his method was cut off by that monstrous demigod.
Fortunately, the power that he had accumulated was enough for him to live for a long time. Even for a God, it was considered a long time.
Besides, he believed it wouldn't be long before that monstrous demigod left Gordor and he could return to his homeland.
If the demigod could help him find his memories back then, it would be an even bigger surprise.
With that as a prerequisite, it wasn't impossible for him to become the demigod's follower.
At least …
The demigod was powerful enough.
For a False God like him who didn't have much fighting power, the demigod would be the best backing.
Countless books told the God of Knowledge what it meant to make a choice.
Of course, that was something for the future!
Now?
He didn't want to be dragged into the trouble that could cost him his life.
From the day he was born, he knew how a God like him could survive.
Just like now.
Following the method in his memories, the God of Knowledge went around one obstacle after another and arrived at a giant walnut tree.
Dong, Dong Dong!
"Owner of the walnut tree, I hope you don't mind my sudden visit."
After a rhythmic knocking sound, the God of Knowledge greeted respectfully with a tone of respect.
He didn't just greet the owner, he even placed a book from his bag on the roots of the walnut tree.
When the book disappeared, the God of Knowledge couldn't help but smile.
One must know that the owner of the walnut tree was the God of this forest.
They were the kind of true gods that could absorb the power of faith to perfect themselves.
It protected all living things in the forest, and at the same time, it also provided protection to the travelers in the forest. Of course, it wasn't free of charge.
Without a sound, a door appeared on the huge walnut tree.
"Come in, Old Book."
An old voice came from inside.
The God of Knowledge immediately walked in with a smile on his face.
Inside the giant walnut tree was a circular room. There were wooden tables and chairs, and strings of unknown vines hung down from the ceiling. There was also a circular window on the wall that allowed one to clearly see the situation in the forest outside.
An old man with a beard that reached the ground stood in the middle of the room.
Compared to the gray-robed old man with a face full of wrinkles, the God of Knowledge's grizzled hair and beard looked very young.
"Long time no see, Walnut Tree Master."
The God of Knowledge, who was addressed as the Old Book, did not seem to mind at all. Instead, he greeted him with a smile.
"A hundred and thirty years."
"The last time you came to see me was because you provoked that Night Visitor."
"What about this time?"
The owner of the walnut tree asked with drooping eyelids.
His face was already full of wrinkles, but after his eyelids drooped, he looked like a piece of old, dried-up tree bark, and he looked like an old tree that was about to die at any moment.
"A demigod."
The God of Knowledge said honestly.
It was a fact that the owner was a demigod.
He wasn't lying.
"A demigod?"
The owner's wrinkles wriggled, his tone filled with doubts.
"Em.
A rather powerful demigod. "
The God of Knowledge nodded and added.
"You are really not growing anymore."
"As a God, you are afraid of a demigod?"
"You need to know, no matter how powerful he is, he is just a demigod!"
The owner of the walnut tree grunted in annoyance.
The owner of the walnut tree wanted to say something else, but right at that moment, a tremor appeared in the house.
"Huh?
"It actually followed your scent all the way here!"
The owner of the walnut tree was stunned for a while before he laughed.
The owner turned around to the nervous God of Knowledge and comforted him, "I've accepted your offering, so I'll ensure your safety, don't worry …"
Bang!
Before he could finish his words of comfort, the house shook again, and this shaking was continuous. At the same time, a dull sound echoed in the house.
The hanging vines started to sway left and right.
It was as if the whole house was going to collapse.
The owner's eyelids trembled along with the shaking of the vines.
"You really think I'm the same as the old Book?"
The owner of the walnut tree stomped his foot as he spoke with a slightly angry tone.
The shaking stopped instantly.
The owner of the walnut tree revealed a confident smile.
He turned around to the God of Knowledge.
"Just a demigod … Aaaaaargh!"
"Damn it!
Let go! Let go of my foot! "
Amidst the painful cry, an invisible mouth appeared in the house out of nowhere and bit the ankle that the owner of the walnut tree used to stomp on.
On top of that, the bite seemed to be sucking something.
The area around the owner's ankle started to wither rapidly.
The area around the owner's ankle was getting bigger and bigger.
Kacha!
Without a second thought, the owner of the walnut tree broke his withered leg with a punch.
He knew if this continued, he would be sucked dry.
However, the pain from the broken leg made him cry out in pain again.
"Aaaaaargh!"
Following the cry, the hanging vines grew thicker and longer, lashing at the formless mouth like whips.
However, when the vines reached the mouth, they were uprooted and sucked in whole.
Colorful spiders the size of a washbasin crawled out from the floor and spat venomous silk at the formless mouth.
Just like the vines, the invisible mouth seemed to be sucking noodles, slurping everything into its mouth. The colorful spider on the other side of the spider web seemed to be chewing on a meatball. Crunching sounds came from the invisible mouth, and juices flowed out.
The most eye-catching one was a red and green frog the size of an index finger.
It appeared on the shoulder of the owner of the walnut tree. It moved its cheeks and croaked.
The croak was loud and clear like thunder.
But it was only the first croak.
The second croak became weaker.
It wasn't that the frog itself wasn't loud enough, but after it was swallowed, it was blocked by the walls of the mouth, hence the croak became softer.
The owner of the walnut tree stopped croaking.
He widened his eyes and the wrinkles on his face started to twitch.
Then …
He waved his hand.
The God of Knowledge, who was in a daze, disappeared.
He felt dizzy, and when the God of Knowledge regained his senses, he realized that he was already outside the dense forest.
"Walnut tree owner, you didn't keep your word, you took my offering …"
Pak!
A book fell from the sky and smashed into the God of Knowledge's head, causing his words to stop abruptly.
Of course, more importantly, he had already seen the black figure standing not far away from him.
"It's been a while, Lord Ryan.
It's my honor to meet you.
Is there anything I can do for you?
I will serve you wholeheartedly! "
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