Travel To Another World: I'm The Only One Left/C42 Great Ambition
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C42 Great Ambition

"Don't call me king. If I were your king, Forest Troll said." Chen Fann saw that all the withered had expressed their willingness to submit to him, and that they had to respect him as king. Although he was very happy in his heart, he still chose to reject them with a serious expression on his face.

After all, he did all of this to win over the treant's heart. He only needed the treant to submit to him from the bottom of its heart. As for whether to call him king or not, it was just a formality, and it wasn't important.

He was well aware of these treants' personalities. If they refused to call themselves kings now, it would only make these treants even more convinced and worship them.

"I am not helping you kill Forest Troll to become another Forest Troll who is pressing down on you. I only need you to respect me from the bottom of your heart."

"Oh! Respected human lord, you have a broad mind and a kind character. Your noble spirit, like the moon, so noble and holy... Our treant race has deeply submitted to your virtue and power... We Treants are willing to respect you from the bottom of our hearts, to submit to you."

Old locust tree took the lead to make the oath, and the other Treants followed closely behind. They all knelt in front of Chen Fann.

These treants were truly subdued by Chen Fann's strength and spirit today.

What a benevolent heart!

They clearly had the power to kill Forest Troll, but they would rather take a huge risk to seal Forest Troll than kill him directly. All of this was for the sake of these unworthy treants.

After all, the treant's patriarch had made an agreement with Chen Fann two days ago. As long as Forest Troll was killed, the treants would have to submit to Chen Fann. This agreement did not include not involving the treants.

Therefore, even if Chen Fann killed the other treants in the process of killing Forest Troll, the treant, who had always paid attention to promises, would still submit to him.

However, Chen Fann did not do so. Instead, he chose a more troublesome and risky method. Although Chen Fann didn't explicitly say that the risk of sealing Forest Troll was very high, the honest and upright treant... They had already imagined a scene where Chen Fann was willing to take a huge risk for the sake of the tree men.

Therefore, the tree men really submitted to Chen Fann's charm this time, and not only because of the agreement between the patriarch and Chen Fann two days ago.

They believed that following such a master would not bring disgrace to their treant race's reputation.

Especially old locust tree, who was the patriarch of treant, he could clearly feel the transformation of Chen Fann.

Two days ago, he was chased out of his home by Forest Troll, forcing him to not even dare to return home. But now, in just two days, he had the power to kill Forest Troll.

What a terrifying growth speed!

Even old locust tree, who had experienced many vicissitudes of life, could not imagine it.

"Alright, all of you retreat first. You have to maintain a distance of at least six thousand meters." Chen Fann was very satisfied with the tree man's reaction. When he saw the illusion ability of treant and its peace-loving personality, when he decided to subdue these treants, he had already thought of making them submit from the bottom of their hearts. He didn't want to use his power to suppress them.

Only by submitting to him from the bottom of his heart would he be able to make these treants willingly work for him in the future. Only then would he not leave any hidden dangers for himself. He thought of what he needed to do. Not only did he need the treant, he also needed more foreign races.

After the group of treants had retreated six thousand meters away, Chen Fann looked at Forest Troll again.

Forest Troll was still roaring and howling crazily. The facial features of the huge tree bark face had twisted into a fried dough. Its dark green vertical pupils were staring at Chen Fann, looking incomparably ferocious and terrifying.

"Shameless human, what did you do to me? " Forest Troll let out a crazy roar. "No! It was impossible for a tiny human to possess such a magical power. It must be that Silver Dragon's doing. Only the legendary Silver Dragon can possess such a strange power! "

Forest Troll roared crazily. He couldn't accept that humans were stronger than him, so he attributed all the reasons that couldn't be explained to the Silver Dragon. He roared and raged, but in the end, it was only because of his incompetence and fury.

Chen Fann was too lazy to talk nonsense with Forest Troll. After all, the language did not work.

Therefore, when those treants retreated to the safe zone, he once again used the whispers from the past.

“Καὶδυσκολογικός。”

“Πῶςἂνὀλοίμᾱν。”

Chen Fann slightly opened his mouth and a strange note slowly sounded.

His voice was very soft, just like the name of this ability. It was a soft whisper, as if it was whispering beside his ear.

However, every time he spat out a word or a note, the evil aura of decay would become stronger and stronger.

If the world was colorful, then within the range of his whisper, the world would become deathly gray.

That was the evil power that could devour life, the aura of death, indescribable terror. Every syllable that came out of his mouth, the deathly gray would expand exponentially.

A circumference of 300 meters, 600 meters, 1200 meters... All life, grass, plants, and trees rapidly withered and decayed.

Forest Troll, who was at the center, could still feel the loss of life within his body. His majestic life force was rapidly aging.

"F - BHNK, F - Lloggenfogn... F - BHNKN, F - Lloggenfogn..." Chen Fann finally finished the last syllable.

At the same time, Chen Fann was exhausted and sweating profusely. The whispers of the old days could be repeated. The more times he repeated the chants, the more times he would be able to sing. However, with his current mental strength, he could only barely finish reciting the murmurs of the past, far from being able to repeat them a second time.

However, this was also enough. After chanting the old whispers once, it was already enough to kill Forest Troll.

"No!" Forest Troll roared with unwillingness. His life withered and decayed. His enormous body and branches turned into a withered tree.

"Old locust tree, Forest Troll is already dead." Although he was mentally exhausted, this time, Chen Fann wasn't as exhausted as when he used the Devil Sound Piercing the Ears and Evil God to kill the Mountain Troll ten years ago. He still had some energy left, and it was not enough to make him sleep. Therefore, after killing Forest Troll, Chen Fann came in front of old locust tree.

"All the life in the surrounding few kilometers have withered. You treant... You are born with vigorous life force, so I hope that you treants can restore the life force in this place as soon as possible. Don't affect the ecosystem here. " This was his first order after subduing the treant.

"Respected human lord, there is no need for your orders. We treants will never allow the Forest of Hallucination to be barren and lifeless." old locust tree's tone was full of respect.

"Alright." Chen Fann nodded lightly and did not say anything else. He turned around and walked out of the Forest of Hallucination. Wherever he went, all the intelligent treants bowed towards him.

Chen Fann was very calm along the way. He did not directly return to the base. Instead, he walked to a hillside and stood at the top of the mountain. He looked down at the once high-rise city, which was now in ruins. Most of the buildings had collapsed. In just thirty years, they had been reduced to ruins.

He looked around and thought of the ruined cities that he had passed through in the past two days. Civilizations had perished, and cities had ceased to exist. As a modern human being born and raised, he could not accept the apocalypse.

The experiences of the past two days made him feel emotional.

In the first thirty years, he had no strength and could only struggle to survive in the wasteland. He never dared to imagine other things.

But now, he already had the strength to kill the extraordinary creature.

So, an idea gradually sprouted in his heart. Although it was still in its embryonic form, it already had some outline.

This was a great wish that belonged to him.

He wanted to build a new civilization capital on this apocalyptic wasteland that combined magic civilization and modern human knowledge!

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