Is the desire for knowledge itself a desire?

When Aaron heard Roschia's statement, he was so soulless that he flew out of the sky.

True or fake?

If so...

Not only Ruoscia herself...

Having died young, is this old man still having a problem?!

A chill crept through his spine like a snake, and it went straight into his mind.

But in a second thought, Aaron discovered something wrong again.

If this Ruschia really fell because of the aura of cult, then his system has no reason not to react!

I am a little lazy in this system, but I have never cheated him.

Wait, according to the information, Ruosiqia was an extraordinary strong man above platinum back then, but now he is just a golden rank...

Aaron's heart turned like lightning, and instinctively grasped some clues in his mind, but his heart calmed down.

Ruoschia seemed to be able to feel the change in Aaron's mentality, and she also showed a little surprise in her words, "Aren't you nervous?"

As Aaron said this, he could clearly feel that there was a teasing meaning in it.

"Speak up if you have something!" If it weren't for Ruschia just a card now, Aaron would have promised to roll his eyes.

Don't be scary about such serious matters?

Not to mention anything else, the former Lord of the Moon Tower became a natural disaster or a cultist, and this incident alone was already explosive enough.

If the tower master was still by his side, it would be even more tingling.

"To be precise, boy, it was also what I just realized. This is also a way for me to show sincerity. I saved you from realizing it to plot against me..." Ruoschia coughed a few times, "That's right, as you guessed, I was indeed about to become a natural disaster."

Aaron's mouth twitched and urged, "You just say it, but I'm more concerned about what's next."

Inexplicably, he thought of Sun Xuan, the throat of natural disasters and death.

He remembered that not long ago, Sun Xuan also mentioned that his situation seemed to be similar to that of Ruoschia.

only……

"I was only one last step away from that time, but I finally chose to give up." Ruoschia seemed to think of something and murmured to himself. Even though he had experienced strong storms and strong minds, he still felt a sense of fear and regret in his tone, and even Aaron could feel a little hesitation.

"There are some things that are not good for you to know too early, but what I can tell you is that my path to awakening has been completely cut off, or that I have forced my level to survive."

"The road to awakening..."

Aaron just vaguely remembered that Sartre and Alice had mentioned this word at the beginning, but it seemed that it was a proprietary word, representing a certain high-level order.

"All power comes from your cognition, boy, you can understand it this way. When the Black Iron Level comes into contact with the extraordinary aura, when the Bronze Level is officially familiar with the extraordinary phenomenon, when the Silver Level begins to try to use it, and when the Golden Level begins to build its own ideas and advance, you will touch the road to awakening."

Ruoschia said this and sighed in a low voice, "Every extraordinary person who has advanced from the golden rank to the platinum rank or even higher will experience this transformation. It represents your understanding of the entire world and the extraordinary aura, and if... if... if you realize that this understanding is wrong, hehe..."

"So, boy, I know you have important things to do now. After so many years, I am indeed not short of this for a while, but if possible, please hand me over to the Moon Tower as soon as possible."

At this time, Ruschia still reminded Aaron, "Some things must be explained in person, and the mistakes I made back then must be paid back in person."

Ruschia did not continue to say it, and there was no need to say it.

However, the information revealed in it seems to be a bit terrifying.

Aaron was silent, calculating the next schedule.

For him, the first thing he had to solve was to accompany Ron to find investigator San, and then solve the possible hunting problems, including the human-faced rat sect who had always had unknown intentions.

In a sense, he is really busy.

If we can use the power of the Moon Tower, there seems to be a certain amount of operation space inside?

The Moon Tower is located in the northwest of the entire continent and needs to pass through the Lenofica Kingdom and the Savage Tribe to reach it, but that means being able to avoid hunting and surveillance as much as possible...

Just as he was thinking about his future plans, he suddenly felt a heart-pounding breath coming from behind him.

It was a magnificent rise of vitality and the vitality that urged all things to grow. Even if he did not look back, he just felt that he could still imagine that there must be a green scene behind him.

However, the vitality in the sky seemed too rich, thick enough to make people breathless, as if they were physical.

"Come on, boy, run a little further, that woman is going to fall..." Ruoschia urged Aaron, "If you don't want to be turned into a human-shaped tree by her, hurry up."

It's time for this, and the fool knows something is wrong, but unfortunately, the slim and fog-like breath of life is not only affecting Aaron, but also affecting the surrounding plants.

There were rustling sounds, and countless sounds echoed in the originally quiet forest, like the ubiquitous plants secretly discussing and determining the life and death of the creatures there, and more like the sounds of unscrupulous footsteps following.

This forest turned around under the will of this druid who did not know his life.

Trees, grasses, vines, bouquets, thorns...

Every broken, sleepy, ignorant will opened her eyes with her whisper.

Growing madly, growing madly, or growing madly.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the weeds that had just touched their calf had grown to near Aaron's waist.

You know, this is on the premise of riding a war horse!

If it weren't for this war horse, the wild grass would probably have directly over his head and flooded him.

This is the real ocean, the ocean of plants.

Even without a breeze, the weeds growing freely have completed the synchrony inadvertently. Aaron can even see layers of grass waves coming in as they swing in a uniform manner.

The trees crunched and tilted, blocking their way.

The vines gently follow the shelf built by the trees, woven into large nets and roadblocks that are blocked here.

The weeds passionately blocked the war horses and hugged the horse's hooves. The weak body burst out with unimaginable power under the infusion of vitality.

These war horses are just about ordinary war horses that are carefully raised. How can they resist?

With the sound of gray-language panic horses neighing, three people and nine horses were completely trapped in this green ocean!
Chapter completed!