Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God-Chapter 1238 - 679: Natural Fury_2

From now on, they will become extremely sensitive to the scent of Meira’s Followers, easily recognizing their identities. When launching attacks on them, they will receive blessings from the Oath Law, increasing both the hit rate and the damage inflicted to a certain extent.

These beliefs formed by the Fae Race are absorbed by the Blue Bear Spirit Totem in the sky, which in turn affects Gaven’s side, transferred to the Bear Hunt Grounds, forming the first layer of strength blessing that belongs to this place.

This is no longer merely the power of nature, but also involves the most primal forces of faith.

Hou!

The second roar comes from directly above the Bear Hunt Grounds, from the corpse of the Bear of Plunder.

The tree stumps in the Bear Hunt Grounds, which have been destroyed, are intrinsically linked to it, desecrated in the guise of glorifying the Bear of Plunder, which they were destroyed for.

Just as the land of defilement has been overturned into holy ground.

The relationship between these stumps and the Bear of Plunder has been reversed; they will use its flesh and blood to rejuvenate anew.

Before the insane growth on the surface, the roots underground grow wildly first, densely intertwined, indistinguishable from each other, with the sole goal of penetrating their roots into the corpse and divine blood of the Bear of Plunder.

Eventually, the corpse of the Bear of Plunder is no longer visible, covered by a mass of roots, layer upon layer, like a giant heart.

Not only does it appear so, but it is also truly pulsating.

This pulsation is exceptionally slow yet intense, each pulse sending vast amounts of divine blood in all directions, the entire Bear Hunt Grounds... no, calling it the Bear Hunt Grounds no longer fits, for it is no longer a clearing but has transformed back into a forest, taller than the surrounding woods, and they are still growing, many parts twisted into the shape of bears, turning this into the undeniable Bear Forest.

With each pulse of the heart of Bear Forest, divine blood flows through the vast root system into every tree of Bear Forest, then recedes back, making the forest seem to possess its own life. freēwēbnovel.com

This scenario is not surprising, for the body of the Bear of Plunder is an extraordinary thing for this forest; it contains both the primal totem faith of the Blue Bear and the hunting Divine Power imbued by Meira, even though the essence was plundered by Gaven, the remaining part is still extraordinarily nourishing for these trees, which despite substantial external assistance, need a long and slow digestion process.

But even with just this absorption, it’s enough to elevate them beyond ordinary beings, in every aspect.

This is the second force, the residual Divine Nature Force of God of the Hunt Meira, becoming the nutrient for the resurrection of this forest.

Hou!

The third bear roar spreads outwards through the trees of King’s Forest.

Mixed with it is Gaven’s Road Force.

It has been said before, the path is not limited to the material level; the energy level pathway counts as well.

The trees of King’s Forest have autonomously established a path to this place, a natural channel to convey rage.

Gaven is naturally able to employ it for his own use, establishing a reversed pathway, transmitting his own ideology to them.

This rage has been thoroughly stirred up, like a pulsating earthquake, simple guidance cannot completely release it, even if aided by the Dragon Oak Dream Realm and nearly a hundred thousand Fae Race souls, a suitable vent must be found to release this fury in a controlled manner.

The carrier has to be King’s Forest itself and its inhabitants.

Along with the roaring of the Blue Bear, a summons and will is also transmitted, "People of King’s Forest, it is time to take up arms, let those wicked defilers pay the price for their greedy, endless taking, all followers of Meira must die, all poachers and illegal loggers must be punished, let them feel your rage."

"Hou! All followers of Meira must die, you who only knew hunting and destruction, today feel the fury of nature against you, your dissatisfaction, use your bones to nourish this forest you have desecrated."

"There is a follower of Meira here, I have personally witnessed him in this forest, in the name of Meira, hunt three villagers from your village, and one victim he imprisoned in his cellar, what are you waiting for? Kill him, use his blood to honor those innocently harmed, bury his body deep in the woods, let him never rise again."

"Run, flee...from this moment, you are merely pitiful and tragic prey, experience the fear, helplessness, and rage of those animals you hunted, in this forest, hunters are everywhere, elks will pierce your chest with antlers, wild boars will rend your guts with their tusks, rabbits will trip you with their burrows, birds will point out your direction, you have nowhere to escape, you must pay for your sins, your life will stay here forever, as will your soul, you don’t even qualify to become the prey, you only deserve to become a tree, tasting the helplessness and rage of the woodsman’s axe falling on you, yet unable to resist."