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Douluo Dalu: World Tree, Plant Godking

In the world of Douluo Dalu, an extraordinary event unfolds as a researcher from Earth's memories was infused within a colossal ancient tree known as the World Tree, Verdalor. He aspires to become the World Tree Emperor, a Plant Spirit Beast Godking. ~~~~~ A/N: Chapter release at GMT+8, 11 p.m. Discord: https://discord.gg/92srvG4YVP

Amomon · Anime & Comics
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30 Chs

Awakening

In the realm of Soul Land, where the dance of spirits and the resonance of energy intertwined, a phenomenon of cosmic proportions unfolded.

Verdant tendrils of energy swirled within the heart of an ancient World Tree, carrying with them the essence of a brilliant mind from a distant dimension.

The fusion of the researcher's soul and the primordial consciousness of the World Tree was a symphony of existence itself, birthing a being both ancient and new - Verdalor, the Verdant Sage!

As Verdalor's awareness unfurled, the researcher's memories and insights melded with the ancient wisdom of the World Tree.

Sensations surged through him like a river of starlight, a kaleidoscope of experiences interwoven with the essence of life.

The convergence of modern intellect and primeval consciousness gave birth to a form of sentience that transcended the boundaries of its components.

Verdalor's first moments of self-awareness were an intoxicating blend of awe and confusion.

His perception expanded beyond the confines of the World Tree's majestic form.

He felt the pulse of energies in the air, heard the whispers of the wind carrying tales of battles and triumphs.

The World Tree's roots, intricately intertwined with the earth, provided him with a sensory tapestry that resonated with the very heartbeat of Soul Land.

A shiver of realization coursed through Verdalor as he recognized the inherent potential of his newfound existence.

The profound knowledge of the researcher's past merged with the innate wisdom of the World Tree.

It was a symphony of genius, an orchestra of thought and intuition that swelled within him.

Within Verdalor's consciousness, fragments of the Soul Land series took shape like visions of another life.

He glimpsed the majestic Spirit Beasts, their forms a testament to the boundless diversity of existence.

The battles that had shaken continents played out before his mind's eye, an intricate dance of power and finesse.

He marveled at the intricate cultivation systems, the delicate balance between spirit essence and martial prowess.

Yet, even as these memories unfolded, Verdalor's unique perspective remained at the forefront.

His analytical mind dissected the mechanics of Soul Land's universe, seeking connections and patterns that others might overlook.

The synergy between his human intellect and the World Tree's instinctual awareness created a harmonious duality, a bridge between reason and intuition.

Amidst this symphony of insights, Verdalor's own monologue emerged, a whisper in the void of his thoughts.

"I am Verdalor, a fusion of worlds, a confluence of consciousness.

In this realm of Soul Land, I am a symphony of knowledge and life, a testament to the harmony between intellect and nature.

I am born of a researcher's curiosity and a tree's ancient wisdom, and I shall navigate this world with a purpose anew until I reached the apex of cultivation!"

Driven by this newfound clarity of purpose, Verdalor's existence unfurled like the branches of his arboreal form.

He stood at the threshold of an extraordinary journey, armed with the fusion of genius and ancient knowing.

With his unique perspective, Verdalor planned to take the protagonists' opportunities and make them his!

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As the symphony of insights continued to resonate within Verdalor's consciousness, a focused determination began to crystallize.

The ebb and flow of Soul Land's energies pulsed around him, offering a wealth of opportunities to seize and threads to weave into the tapestry of his own destiny.

With the wisdom of a world tree and the intellect of a researcher, Verdalor set his sights on the life of Tang San, the protagonist whose journey had already altered the course of Soul Land.

Verdalor's roots delved deep into the wellspring of Soul Land's collective knowledge, drawing forth intricate details about Tang San's journey.

The youth's path had been one of trials and triumphs, a tapestry of growth interwoven with moments of transformation.

As Verdalor's awareness extended, he envisioned the lattice of opportunities that had shaped Tang San's ascent.

"Opportunity," Verdalor's mused, "is the crucible in which destinies are forged.

Tang San's journey is a mosaic of such moments, and I, with the symphony of insight within me, shall orchestrate a chaotic crescendo."

The first strand of Tang San's journey that Verdalor's gaze settled upon was the Blue Silver Emperor spirit or just Blue Sliver Grass with a bloodline of one.

It was a pivotal cornerstone, nurturing Tang San's potential as a Spirit Master.

Verdalor pondered the ways in which he could utilize this information, perhaps 'guiding' the Blue Silver Emperor towards deeper insights within the realm of spirits.

His roots of thought reached further, brushing against the halls of Shrek Academy, a crucible of knowledge and camaraderie.

"Ah," Verdalor mused, "to steer Tang San towards a network of kindred spirits and mentors would be akin to nurturing a sapling amidst a grove."

Nevertheless, without ingesting the immortal herbs that were residing in Sunset Forest their potentials will be very far from original story.

As immortal herbs; which are classified as top grade rare plants, their essences provide the best effect to spirit masters or whoever will take them.

As his thoughts meandered, Verdalor's focus sharpened on the radiant threads of Tang San's innate abilities.

The Mysterious Heaven Tressure record, the Hidden Weapon Hundred Separation, the techniques of the Clear Sky Hammer, and the fateful meeting with Xiao Wu - all these junctures carried the potential for profound transformation.

The moon's gentle glow filtered through Verdalor's foliage, casting a dappled pattern on the forest floor below.

His thoughts, a symphony of purpose, converged upon a singular conclusion. "I shall be the unseen conductor, the architect of tragedy.

Tang San's journey shall become a masterpiece, a symphony resonating with the chaos and sadness!

With a resolute sigh, Verdanth's consciousness settled, the intricate patterns of Tang San's destiny etched into his awareness.

The future lay open, a mosaic of choices and paths, waiting to be navigated by a being whose genius-like intellect was now interwoven with the very essence of Soul Land itself.