The strange feeling of sea water covering the whole body has disappeared, and the feeling of direction has become weak, as if floating in an illusory space.

Only the feeling of grip with Bilotis is his only contact with reality.

At this moment, a faint light appeared in the distance.

It is a faint golden ray.

“That’s there.”

Biluttis pointed at the light source with his thin body.

"That is the light emitted by ancient trees."

Ashuram recalls that some people call ancient trees a golden tree because the leaves of ancient trees have the brilliance of golden se.

He couldn't help but be interested in the ancient trees growing on the seabed. Will their appearance be the same as those on land?

In his imagination, it should be a huge seaweed. If this is true, it can be solved with just a wave of the soul-breaking sword in his hand.

The light became more and more dazzling as they advanced. Originally, only one spot of light could be seen, but now the appearance of the golden tree can be seen.

Ancient trees have countless branches that are intertwined like nets.

However, there are no leaves. Similar seaweeds are often seen on the beach, but the size of ancient trees is so large that it is almost equal to a small-scale fortress.

When he came to the vicinity of the ancient tree, Ashram discovered that there were several wrecks around the ancient tree, probably because he could not escape after entering this sea area and was lost forever.

Various fish were guided to the vicinity by the brilliance of ancient trees. In addition to the small fish that were beyond imagination, huge fish occasionally passed by. They had never seen humans, so they did not deliberately avoid or escape.

It's really like a dream situation.

It makes people feel the urge to stay in this world and forget all the troubles of the world.

However, Ashuram could not do so. He could not allow the fleet from the Dark Island to repeat the mistakes of these wrecks.

"We'll get on!"

Ashuram shortened the distance from ancient trees in one breath.

Biluttis followed nervously.

The trunks of ancient trees were as thick as those of thousands of years old. Even a skilled woodcutter would probably take half a day to cut them down.

But he can't spend so much time, and the effect of the jing spirit magic used by Rottis is not infinite.

Ashram waved the Soul-Breaking Sword and cut the Dark Blade towards the torso of the ancient tree.

A heavy feeling was indeed heard in my hands.

The Soul-breaking Sword was deeply cut into the trunk of ancient trees. The tree body was not very hard as he thought, and it could be cut down just by cutting a hundred swords.

Ashuram mustered up the courage to swing his sword again.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred around him.

Until just now, the sea water was so calm that it made people forget its existence.

However, now a fierce current of water suddenly rolled up. Ashuram was washed into the nearby rock zone, and his forehead hit the stone, making blood fill the water like smoke.

Yashuram gritted his teeth and grabbed the rock, clamping his foot in the cracks to ensure his foothold.

However, this is not the case.

The originally leisurely fish suddenly attacked, and the seaweed nearby also stretched out dark green tentacles to him.

"I'll leave it to you!"

Ashuram called Birotis in this way.

Seaweeds and fish are undoubtedly from ancient trees. Although they cannot be ignored, they do not have time to deal with them one by one.

"Let the flow of water follow my heart..."

Biluttis began to sing the spell of the magic of the jing spirit.

While the spell is completed, the current of water begins to form a vortex around Ashuram.

Ashuram, located in the center of the vortex, was not affected at all, but the seaweed and fish surrounding him were rolled up helplessly.

Therefore, Ashuram was able to concentrate on attacking ancient trees.

The branches of ancient trees seemed to tremble in pain, and the bottom of the sea also shook like a scream, and countless bubbles surged up, blocking Ashuram's vision.

Even so, Ashuram continued to wave his sword.

The great sword containing powerful magic really deprives the life of ancient trees.

At this moment, an incredible sound like string music suddenly came from somewhere.

"……Why?"

After about ten more swords, Ashram realized that this was the voice.

And it does not reach the ears, but goes directly into the heart.

"Who!"

Ashuram did not stop.

"Why should I refuse me, why should I hurt me..."

The voice in my heart kept repeating the same sentences.

"Who are you……"

Ashuram finally knew who was speaking.

It is an ancient tree.

Ancient trees sent their will to his heart.

"Accept me. I am the guardian here, and the fosterer of the underwater forest and the inhabitants. All the lives visited by another world will become residents of this kingdom."

The sounds in the hearts of ancient trees gradually became clear, probably because the original heterogeneous jing god wavelengths began to synchronize.

"We all live on land, and no one wants to live in your kingdom!"

Ashuram shouted like this, and his sword-waving hand was even more forceful.

“I was given the mission of nurturing and completed the prosperous kingdom…”

The sound of ancient trees still echoes in their hearts and keeps asking for reasons for hurting it.

However, I could feel the pain of the sound. Now the trunks of ancient trees have been cut down half and may fall down almost at any time.

"No matter who you are, I must defeat you. As long as someone regards me as king, I must protect them. This is the mission of being king."

Ashuram concentrated on the gods and closed his heart.

Then he waved the magic sword inherited by the late emperor Beirut—

When Ashuram came to his senses, the ancient trees had lost their glory.

The roots of ancient trees were cut off and fell onto the nearby shipwreck.

Looking around, countless fish schools disappeared at some point, leaving only the torn seaweed floating around like clouds. The bubbles have completely disappeared, turning into a quiet landscape like a winter forest.

At this time, Ashram realized that although the ancient trees had lost their brilliance, the surroundings were filled with the brilliance of blue and white.

"By Rottis?"

Ashuram slowly turned around.

"That's amazing."

Biluttis smiled, but it could be seen that she was already very tired.

The jing spirit of light that she summoned was floating behind her. When Ashuram was fighting against the ancient trees, she didn't know how many spells she sang.

Ashuram swam to her and hugged her slender body silently.

Biluttis wanted to resist in a moment of surprise, but immediately relaxed his strength and leaned against Ashuram.

“Ashuram…”

"The forest has a dark nature, and your race has inherited this nature, right?"

Ashuram said as he swam to the sea.

Biluttis nodded.

"Forests do not unilaterally give biological favors. Invisibly, they deprive the spiritual power of wind, the spiritual power of water, and even the spiritual power of light. Like the dwarves, they believe that forests are cursed beings parasitic on the earth."

“Is this forest in the sea too?”

"It should be..."

Birotis answered so.

"For fish, shipwrecks are their best place to live, and the corpse of the crew is also the best food. The ancient tree is responsible for nurturing the forests on the seabed, so it hopes to assimilate all heterogeneous creatures entering the kingdom. In fact, no one is qualified to blame it for doing so."

Bilutis's words were filled with the feeling of mourning ancient trees.

"I won't blame it. This is a battle simply to survive, a battle between the undersea kingdom and our own kingdom. Such the same battle may continue to happen in the future."
To be continued...