Stick it into the flame

Stick it into the flame

Year 82 Month 5

Two moons, high up in the sky. One blue, one white. Alexis says sometimes they change color, and apparently, the alignment of the moons influences the power of certain magics and monsters. Back home, there are stories of how some werewolves gain power from the moon, in this world, there are also certain kinds of werewolves that gain different powers, depending on which full moon in the night sky. Its certainly a fascinating mechanic to magic. Theres a third moon that moves a whole lot slower, and for now, it stays out of sight.

Anyway, my immediate focus was on the now-broken demonic banner-rod, and I put it inside a large lab-tree close to my main body.

This is because, unlike the lab which experiments on the hexbomb's hexsludge, which is located really far away for safety, I am a whole lot more confident fiddling with the demonic rod, thanks to all of my anti-demon resistance. In fact, it's better for it to be nearer since the [demonic suppression aura] is stronger.

There is a layer of extremely dense demon-mana swirling in the core of that rod, a crystalline object that resembles daemolite. In fact, I think it is daemolite. The dense demon-mana protected the core from the probing vines, and I am in the process of overpowering the demon-mana, by slowly draining the demon-mana.

It tried to fight me. The demon-mana from the rod even attempted to latch onto my body, but as expected, my body is resistant and pushed back. I activated [natural mana overwhelming], and did what Ive done in the past, just like how I used the mana from me and all the trees to overwhelm the demon hounds, and Alexis.

So, slowly, but surely, my mana begins to break into the rod, untangling it, and bit-by-bit, in slightly less than a month.

And then...

[Your mana has completely taken over the demonic-presence rod. Demonic rod has now transformed into The Stick of TreeTree. The Stick Of TreeTree retains the mana-conversion and assimilation abilities of the original rod, will grow trees wherever it is placed, and spread your influence.]

The strange looking rod now resembles a large wooden spear, with overgrown vines all tangled up around it. The daemolite core, once purple and reddish, now entirely light-green in color.

But seriously, I didn't come up with such a name. Or maybe I did. Maybe it's my subconscious.

Decided it was a horrible name, I decided to call it the [Forest Rod] instead. Im just too embarrassed to even tell my beetles to carry the [Stick of TreeTree].

-

Throughout New Freeka, news is rare. Most [message] services are not operational, and not many couriers or messengers in service, they are often employed, at great cost, to deliver the most important messages.

Some merchant groups decided not to wait any longer, and instead, they spend money to hire a large escort force. It's a well reasoned choice, since the demon king will not die until the heroes arrive. How long could they wait anyway?

Messengers, couriers are escorted by riders, and armed cavalry. At this point, speed is key.

"Airships. Where are the airships anyway?"

"I would think they are reserved for the most important tasks, like patrolling the capitols, transporting royalty or urgent expeditions. Smaller ones are used by adventurers, but charging the daemolites usually really... costly."

I am starting to suspect the airship I downed so many years ago was somehow stolen. Or just somehow... airships just fell out of favor? Under such circumstances, I would think airships would work, unless somethings interfering with that too.

Throughout my network of trees, Im starting to see more travellers. Merchants, and others.

A courier from Salah arrived today. Jura looked at a letter, and then casually placed it aside. They must be truly desperate, to demand that we all contribute military to their defense. What a waste of valuable couriers time.

Huh?

Well, just a strongly worded letter demanding that New Freeka provide protection to the royals of Salah, and support the continental coalition army. Salahs part of the organising nations this time around, together with Takde and the eastern Nagra.

Nagra. Wheres that?

Further east of Salah. Its a coastal nation,and its capital is actually on a large island just off the coast of our mainland. Funny it decided to play a part...Findd new stories at novelhall.com

Maybe demons found a way to sail across the oceans.

Demons can fly, though. At least, elder demons. Madeus added. If one of these giant demon walkers have some kind of flying ability...

The previous demon king was a floating castle after all... But whats the point of the coalition army anyway, if they cant hold a candle to the demon king.

They can act as a big fat decoy. A captain said. Thats what happened to the last coalition army. A decoy to re-direct the demon king elsewhere.

Ignore them, then. I think all these royal schemes tend to fail in the face of the demon king.

Jura laughed. Ive never intended to respond. Weve got enough on our own plate.

Year 82 Month 6

Now that I have this... stick, suddenly, a whole load of ideas came back to my mind. Could I do what the demons did? To claim the volcano as my own using this rod? The fact that it has that spread my mana thing seems to suggest, yes. I can. I mean, thats how it worked in that other game I played, right? Rods spread influence, and if I have a rod, I can do it too.

And after dwelling on the idea for a few days, I decided to call on my beetles, Horns, and it is time for me to try to use the demons tactics for myself.

The trees I have on the volcano has been destroyed, uprooted by the magma golems, but wont be hard for me to get back there again. 6,000 beetles, charged up the volcano.

We fought golems, and giant golems along the way, and its a little easier this time around, with [healing aura] somewhat offsetting the natural burn damage from the volcanic environment. With stronger beetles, thanks to the upgrades, we managed to secure a one-way chain of trees up till the caldera.

And there we have it. The giant magma golems.

Defeating the giant golems is easy. But consistently holding on to it, while saving all the things are dying? Thats harder. I had to personally intervene every time the giant golems attacked, and that made holding onto the volcano exceptionally time-consuming. Thats even before the issue of the volcanos raw natural mana, which I cant seem to access. My subsidiary trees also keeps burning from the natural heat of the volcano, and that meant I had to constantly replace them.

Thankfully, after the past few upgrades, they are a little bit tougher.

Red - blood-path - Requires 10 rubies, and three barrels of monster blood.Red - Flower path - Requires 10 star garnets and two boxes of red flower petalsRed - Scarlet Steel Beetle path - requires 1 tonne of Iron and 10 rubies.

Then, the Titans. Sadly, its effects are not retrospective, so I do not benefit from Alexiss death in my hands. I wonder whether it still counts if I kill the heroes when they are weak. Does it? Or slaying dragons?

And environmental adaptation. Uh... Kind of lame of a level 139 skill, since... Im here. At least if somebody used a super-blizzard, Ill be fine.

Also, the rod worked.

To me, this rod is a great gamechanger. I cant make the rod, but I can find more. And then I can corrupt it to expand my influence. It even helps to expand my forests. More forests is good. I like having more forests everywhere.

Even now, the volcanos surface is filled with small shrubs and trees, the once violent mana now a whole lot less hostile to vegetation. I should have more of these rods.

So its time for me to turn the heat back on the demons. Because these rods are awesome.

And for that purpose, I created a new [artificial soul]. Too bad I cant have a Titan yet, but I suppose Titans are like end-game units. Like Khaine, or the Warboss.

Stratreegy, online. Awaiting your instructions, commander. Damn, I love the fact that the artificial soul can leech on my memories to shape his voice and conduct. I honestly modeled him after the adjutants and advisors in all the 1990s RTS games I used to play.

Good. Heres our plan. Dimitree, Trevor, your roles remain, that is defense and administration of the southwest forests, the valley, and now, also the volcano area. Ivy, your role remains to monitor the inhabitants of New Freeka. Stratreegy, your role is to be my war room, and battlefield command. Your task is to find, and hunt for these demonic rods.

Acknowledged.

As it is, our visibility and scouting range has been significantly weakened, thanks to the interference of from the Demon King, and beetles are only able to operate within a specified range of our [subsidiary trees], this will be a difficult task. But together, we will hunt down more of these rods.

Silence.

As such, I am delegating control over 4,000 beetles and 500 unused subsidiary tree slots to you. Get me more of those rods.

Understood, Commander.

And so, I let me new artificial soul on its way. I feel a bit like the Overmind, creating new cerebrates to perform specific tasks. Helps that my special project, the [Grand Mind Tree], is going to be ready in two more months.

What would I be called, then? I honestly dont want a name with a mind in it, because I think my minds really not all quite there. As much as I try to resist it, my mind splinters, and goes off in weird tangents. Its almost like my minds some kind of multi-threaded computer, jumping from one train of thought to another.

I wonder sometimes, whether Im still Matt. But then, a part of me just brushed that off and pushed me back to my duties, which the valley, and caring for all my trees and citizens. I do like my trees. Theres so many of them now, and I consider them an extension of me.

Yeah. My minds not all there. I wonder whether the gods are playing tricks on my mind, like how they play tricks on the heroes.

-

How long before the heroes arrive anyway? Its already been 5 months. It seemed that the courier services are getting more and more active, with more people taking on the job of delivering messages to nearby towns.

We still havent received any news from the other continents, but were starting to get a better sense of whats happening on our own. The merchants guild has finally set up something of a high-priority courier network, using their best scouts and messengers to travel along specified routes.

The good thing is, at least the demon king isnt on our continent. The bad news is, theres a lot more demon walkers. But thats a small matter. Now that I am well aware of the value of the demon-rod, I want more of it.

So I need to help Stratreegy along.

Jura seemed quite puzzled, but once I explained how I corrupted the demon rod, he too, saw value in it.

Yes. Preferably ones where there are known demon rods. Jura didnt want to explain too much, but said that I have uses for them.

Uh... The captains seemed strangely appalled.

You do not have to engage. You just need to find it and report back.

Wed rather not, Counsel. With communication lines so limited, the men would prefer to remain close to home. The captains didnt like the idea of looking for demons, outside our immediate territory.

I could sense their hesitation, and I decided to tap on another source of valuable talent. Adventurers.

20 gold for the first party that spots a demonic banner-rod. And indeed, that helped to mobilise the adventurers. I mean, conventional military men aren't really looking to risk their lives unnecessarily. The idea of poking the hornet's nest is strange to most regular forces, and only those with high levels in [scout] or [spy] or [infiltrator], would even think of risking their lives.

Adventurers on the other hand are more than willing to take on danger for simple, good old moolah.

I mean, at what point does money loses value anyway? In a world where monsters and demons are so insane, why should money have any value? Shouldnt protection and safety be more valuable? What really gives money value in a world with no certainty of value? I mean, theoretically, if you are more likely to die than ever be able to trade that gold for anything of value, the gold is essentially worthless once you stepped out of the city gates, no? Perhaps one of the gods somehow guarantee the value of gold, then? Acting as some kind of universal monetary authority? Or does the merchants guild play that role indirectly, functioning as a de-facto reserve bank?

Its a rhetorical question. I need to stop getting side-tracked.

I need more rods. Maybe I can plant them at the lake. Or what if I used it on the large mound of daemolite?

How do I get green, and white colored soul forges?

Spaizzer

Okay, Stratreegy may not be the best name. I was thinking Stratreegos (sounds a bit like Malygos, no?), or Attreela (after Attila the Hun).

And yes, finally, volcano conquest, aided by a rod. TreeTree's gonna go hunt for more... sticks. And yes, it's a freaking long status notiication because of the multi-color interactions. Think about it, a ROD that spreads TreeTree's SEEDs.

And Titan Souls. Something of a mismash of W40k Khaine, and Aeons from Final Fantasy X, only, made from the death of heroes, or mythical monsters. Level 150 people are pretty much champions, so I included them too. :)