"Have you ever seen something like this..."
Ansheng, having detached from the convoy, glanced at the silver-white Iron Rider and asked about the Triangular Hammer, hoping to see if there was any relevant knowledge.
The foundation of the Dragon-man Civilization stemmed from the use of Spiritual Particles by the flesh-and-blood civilization, and from there, a new civilization iterated, drawing experience from the flesh-and-blood civilization.
Although the King of the Universe has always been asleep, some knowledge and evolution should be interconnected.
[Will spreads in the air, it is destroying its own Life Blueprint, attempting to turn the air into a medium...]
[Situation unclear, but no danger.]
Master Fuli asked, and a meeting room appeared on the surface of the Cosmic Triangular Hammer, where patients and doctors in a mental hospital exchanged ideas rapidly to reach a conclusion that relatively matched the current situation.
The fungal spores, once nurtured with blood from Spiritual Particles in clay boxes during the tribal era, have gone completely mad.
The fungus that should have been sneaky, upon meeting the best host, spared no cost, even at the expense of its Life Blueprint, to absorb Spiritual Particles and temporarily enter a "super-frequency state," recovering a trace of power.
The black mushroom tower is a tree, absorbing Spiritual Particles from the sky, rooted in the earth, interfacing through the fungal network, bestowing the collective will's great power upon the individual, mastering the power to twist matter.
But...
It is indeed too weak now; it's no longer the Dragon-man era when black fungus and Dragon People coexisted everywhere.
Black fungus giant trees, even if crazed, absorb Spiritual Particles to drive the fungal network, interfacing and networking to mobilize power.
The energy mobilized is sourced from those struggling black fungi.
Though the Triangular Hammer can't see what the black fungus plans by merging its will into the air, the energy level of the fungal giant tree is apparent.
Its energy level seems incapable of harming Master Fuli, according to the Triangular Hammer.
"Fuli Cannon!"
After hearing the Triangular Hammer's explanation, Master Fuli's cheeks faltered as he realized something, but he quickly recovered and launched a Fuli Cannon straight upwards at the invisible wave in the sky.
"Boom——"
The Fuli Cannon turned into a white beam and shot out, easily penetrating that invisible wave, blood-red light exploded into a myriad of flames soaring skyward.
However.
After the Fuli Cannon ignited with high temperatures, what happened next was a spectacle.
The invisible wave extending for two miles from the edge of the black fungus giant tree caught fire.
"Boom——"
The invisible wave rapidly contracted, endless flames collapsing into a white light cluster, and a mushroom cloud shot up skyward, with a fierce shockwave spreading out from the center.
Countless dust and stones shot out like pellets under that violent blast, impacting the convoy's flank.
The convoy was instantly engulfed by smoke and dust, but the main body wasn't greatly affected; instead, the armed helicopter leading the pack in the air flipped sideways, its rotors damaged by stones, forcing a landing on the ground.
"What the hell! Where did that explosion come from——"
Master Fuli, positioned at the front, was the first to be engulfed by the blazing flames, along with the Iron Rider, was cast high into the air, rolling away.
But the Triangular Hammer adjusted its position, making a sharp turn to stand upright behind Master Fuli, acting as a power-dissipating pedal, assisting Master Fuli in steadying his stance.
Master Fuli spat out the dust blown into his mouth by the whirlwind and, shocked, gazed towards the direction of the black fungal giant tree.
The recent explosion affected a radius of more than ten miles, and just as the invisible wave exploded, some very tiny viscous substances were also shot out, sticking to surrounding objects and continuously burning.
Ansheng, too, having turned from a white fox to a spotted dog in an instant, was covered in black plastic.
Despite Master Fuli looking dirty, the black fungus giant tree controlling the invisible wave couldn't avoid damage either; the whole tree snapped in half.
Though Master Fuli was close to the wave, he had over a mile of buffer zone.
The black fungus giant tree and the invisible wave were face to face.
Master Fuli didn't expect the invisible wave to explode.
And the black fungus giant tree didn't expect Master Fuli would launch a high-energy beam.
"Gurgle gurgle....."
The snapped black giant tree could no longer maintain its form, "gurgle" bubbles on its body, gradually dissolving into black liquid, seeping into the soil.
[Going...going home...home...]
Riding Iron Rider, Master Fuli arrived above the black fungus giant tree, a weak will chanting unclear phrases, clearly staring towards the convoy's cold chain vehicle.
The fungus and Dragon People symbiotically coexist, deeply integrating into genetic information.
Although the Dragon People corpses are utterly lifeless, as the other half of the Dragon People, the black fungus could awaken the corpse by touching it and bringing activity into it.
The black fungus associated with the Dragon People could also receive a full genetic update, thus completely recovering.
[The eternal evil demon detested by humans, encountered an evil force ambushing the prisoner transport on the way to the execution platform. Master Fuli, riding a majestic steed in the lead, slayed the demon's companions underfoot, preventing a terrifying disaster that could involve millions of souls.]
[Wish Power +16]
A golden light flickered in Master Fuli's mind, revealing the wish power settlement page.
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Ansheng saw the wish list react, showing no emotion on his cheeks, until he saw the text on the details page, causing him to suck in a cold breath involuntarily.
"You actually can resurrect? Earlier we were just bantering, but you really mean it..."
If the invisible wave hadn't been detonated earlier, allowing it to extend another two miles and create a mushroom cloud.
It's hard to say how many would have died in the convoy, but the body sealed in the coffin would certainly be exposed, giving the black fungus a chance to parasitize the Dragon People.
The combination would revive the demon.
The Dragon People in the prison don't easily play along, opposing the bloodline perpetuation plan.
If they're not Dragon People, what meaning does genetic perpetuation have?
Rather, completely combine with black fungus, let the fungus occupy the position of Physique, and abandon the current flesh as a tribe, merging their will into the fungal network, enabling Dragon-man Civilization to evolve into a "spiritual life" form.
The fungus mothertree acts as a container, devours the will of all life on Blue Star, and ventures to the stars to find the origin of Spiritual Particles, transforming into an "Energy Life Form."
This faction of Dragon People chose to go for broke like flesh life in the First Epoch.
The faction belonging to Saolong, or rather the mainstream voice at the time, believed the immortal faction was too radical.
The flesh epoch had no other choice but to risk everything for hope.
By Dragon People era standards, with no environmental degradation, they naturally wouldn't gamble on the ritual with a dubious, seemingly unachievable goal.
If the flesh epoch fulfilled its purpose, how could the Dragon-man era even emerge on Blue Star?
"Tsk tsk...Luckily, I blew up this giant tree; otherwise, I might've battled with it till dawn, then gone to Potou City for a bowl of lamb soup, before continuing the battle for four or five more days."
Ansheng closed the wish list details page, feeling somewhat unwilling about Dragon People's nonsensical behavior.
This group of Dragon People is the defeated, exiled by Dragon-man society back then.
Though the Dragon People have passed away, this lot still survives, dissatisfied with defeat, intending to refine the human race into spiritual energy and rebuild the fungus civilization in a "Spiritual Ascension."
"Later, I'll let Old Li take the samples, then shoot this renegade dragon back into space."
"And let the Star Raider push all the Dragon People in prison towards the sun to burn you morons."
"Displeased in defeat, will scatter your ashes."
Ansheng snorted, riding the Iron Rider, chasing away from the convoy.