Dungeon King: A Lady Knight Offered by My Goblins

Chapter 302 300-The Onslaught of Poisonous Miasma

Ethan was utterly astounded; this was indeed the Language of Nature.

He already possessed five kinds of the Language of Nature, his familiarity with it surpassing many on this continent.

Ethan had already experienced the marvels of the Language of Nature.

However, he had never owned such a complete, mature Language of Nature before.

A mere glance was enough to utterly captivate Ethan.

Aneropo whispered a gentle reminder from the side, "Master, there's more."

It was at this moment that Ethan managed to pull his attention away from the intricate pattern of the Language of Nature.

Within the valley, there were still many light points, akin to stars, without any specific attributes.

"These light points are..." Ethan blinked, inhaling sharply, "Could it be that Forst Herald also carried the Language of Nature?"

Ethan clearly remembered that upon entering the valley, he was greeted by a world of icy blue tundra.

The temperature was so low that his body was nearly frozen stiff, even the Golden Divine Dragon Blood in his veins struggled to flow.

If Forst Herald was related to Flame Kirin, then most likely these remaining light points belonged to Forst Herald!

The corners of Ethan's mouth lifted slightly as he began to chant the incantation for an ice magic spell.

A transparent block of ice appeared in mid-air, continuously making contact with the light points.

Until at one particular point, the ice block started to move in an unfathomable pattern.

In less than two minutes, another transparent pattern, reflecting the light of flames, appeared in the valley.

Ethan clapped his hands together, his voice filled with exhilaration, "As I suspected, it's also the Language of Nature. So complete, mature, perfect. Just how powerful can these Languages of Nature be?"

Aneropo bowed and congratulated, "Congratulations, Master. Your strength has once again increased."

Ethan, however, was not in the mood to deal with Aneropo at the moment, saying indifferently, "You can go back now. I need some time to ponder this by myself."

"Yes, Master." Aneropo once again transformed into a fireball and entered the Space Ring.

Ethan looked up at the intertwining Languages of Nature in the sky, his heart brimming with excitement. What he needed to figure out now was how to learn them.

Right on cue, the system spoke, "Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Forst Language of Nature and the Flame Language of Nature. Would you like to absorb them?"

Why would anyone let go of such a treasure?

"Of course," Ethan thought to himself.

"Host, please prepare yourself."

As the system's voice faded, Ethan found himself plunged into a world of consciousness.

In this mental realm, countless points of light were projected onto the sky.

Suddenly, one of the points began to tremble, influencing the other points to start revolving as well.

They moved as if they were celestial bodies, orbiting around each other.

Ethan was utterly captivated. Between the stellar points, a dark particle appeared.

This particle had a rough surface, but in the next second, it exploded.

The particle erupted, releasing waves of energy, causing all the surrounding points of light to vibrate.

However, each point vibrated at a different frequency, and incredibly, the energy waves rebounded. 

A flame suddenly appeared from the center of the celestial body of light points.

Ethan stroked his chin, muttering to himself, "Is this a demonstration brought to me by the complete Language of Nature? Does this mean that the universe contains a force of energy, and the Language of Nature is about intercepting and reflecting that energy?"

"It's like programming. No matter what the input is, as long as you follow the program, you can use the corresponding magic or power."

In an instant, Ethan's mind went back to that rough-surfaced black particle.

"What does that black particle represent? Primordial?"

Ethan's mind was in turmoil; he felt as though he had grasped something crucial, but it seemed to slip away just as quickly from his mind.

Ethan gave a self-mocking laugh, "That can't be right. The Language of Nature is just a symbolic expression of power. If it really works the way I'm imagining, wouldn't the Language of Nature be a kind of rule? Would that make me a god?"

Considering that he needed Aneropo's help even to deal with a Flame Kirin, how could Ethan possibly be a god?

At this moment, the system's prompt rang out, "Congratulations to the host for comprehending the Flame Language of Nature. Would you like to continue with the next one?"

Ethan tilted his head, looking even more puzzled, "I've already comprehended the Flame Language of Nature?"

To verify the truth, Ethan called up his panel.

[Flame Language of Nature: Mastery over the Power of Flame.]

The panel clearly recorded that Ethan had learned the Flame Language of Nature.

"A pleasant surprise," Ethan grinned, "Consider it a reward for my hard-fought battle."

"Continue with the next one."

The points of light in the firmament changed again, displaying different celestial bodies.

They intertwined with each other on the firmament, flowing and moving as if they had a life of their own.

Then, just like the previous scene, a rough black sphere appeared again, and then it exploded, the power emitted by the sphere rebounding.

A frost point appeared in the center of the celestial body of light points.

The system prompted again, "Congratulations to the host for mastering the Frost Language of Nature."

When Ethan exited the space of consciousness, he was utterly baffled.

How did he mysteriously master two Languages of Nature?

He opened his panel.

[Name: Ethan] 

[Strength: S Rank] 

[Bloodline: Golden Divine Dragon (Advanced)] 

[Holy Light Language of Nature: Affinity with the Power of Holy Light, proficient in the Power of Holy Light, capable of blessing oneself and others with holy light for attribute enhancement, and possession of the Holy Light Domain.] 

[Thunder Language of Nature: Control over the Power of Thunder.] 

[Dragon Language of Nature: Control over the Power of Dragon, a powerhouse among the Dragon race.]

[Space Language of Nature: Mastery over the Power of Space.]

[Soul Language of Nature: Mastery over the Power of Soul, able to enhance the strength of the soul.]

[Flame Language of Nature: Mastery over the Power of Flame.]

[Frost Language of Nature: Mastery over the Power of Frost, increased affinity with Hydro, beneficial effects when casting Hydro Magic.]

Originally there were five entries for the Language of Nature, but now there were two more.

Ethan rubbed his head, murmuring to himself, "Did I really master the Frost Language of Nature and the Flame Language of Nature?"

However, Ethan didn't dwell on it too much, as his confusion was growing.

Why was the Language of Nature placed here?

Was it intentional or an accident? Phito, possessing the strength of a Demi-god, could have cleared it out or claimed the Language of Nature for himself. 

Yet, he pointed Ethan down this path.

What exactly was Phito's purpose?

Ethan looked up at the sky, thinking back to the space of consciousness and that moment with the rough, black sphere.

What was that?

He had never seen it before when learning other Languages of Nature.

This time, upon receiving the Flame Language of Nature and Frost Language of Nature, he saw that sphere. 

What different significance did it hold?

Ethan shook his head slightly, trying to shake the thoughts out of his mind.

He continued walking forward, as the priority now was addressing the toxic fog issue in the Waysonny River.

...

At the summit of Celestial Blossom Mountain.

Phito, gazing at the pitch-black horizon, witnessed a streak of red light emerging and softly spoke:

"Dawn is breaking. Ethan, can you really do it?"

"If you can't, you're going to die."

"The Flame Language of Nature and Frost Language of Nature are not so easy to possess."

Phito lowered his gaze, looking towards the distant Waysonny River.

A thick layer of toxic fog still covered Waysonny River, like a layer of matcha spread atop a cake.

The toxic fog struggled to flow with the wind.

But in the next moment, the toxic fog suddenly stirred, entering a territory it hadn't touched in a long time.

Phito Valley.

As the toxic fog in front entered Phito Valley, it began to riot, boiling like hot water.

It surged crazily towards Phito Valley, like a flood finding its outlet.

The toxic fog, akin to a beast tide, poured into Phito Valley frenziedly.

It was like a rushing river, carrying death and despair towards Phito Valley.

Ethan suddenly stopped in his tracks, his nostrils quivering slightly.

He sensed something was amiss; the flow speed in the valley had increased.

If it was just an increase in flow speed, Ethan wouldn't have stopped. What was most crucial was the faint scent of poison he detected in the air.

Poison was something Ethan was not familiar with.

However, the powerful soul supported by the Soul Language of Nature allowed his spiritual power to quickly decipher the illusions and changes in his surroundings.

He was certain; the air around him was poisoned.

Ethan unfurled his Gale Wing, soaring directly into the sky.

The sight before him filled Ethan's heart with terror.

The toxic fog from Waysonny River swept toward Ethan like a flood.

The poison enshrouded the creatures still lost in slumber; in an instant, their breaths of life were extinguished.

In just a blink of an eye, the toxic fog had robbed the animals of their lives.

What was most terrifying was that the speed at which the toxic fog spread was accelerating. It resembled a dark swarm of locusts, leaving nothing alive in its wake.

"Why has the toxic fog suddenly entered Phito Valley?" Ethan, horror-stricken, felt his scalp tingle, and his hair stand on end.

What kind of unforeseen event had occurred?

His instinct was to run.

He hadn't figured out how to deal with the toxic fog yet, and already it had launched its assault.

Anyway, Celestial Blossom wasn't going to run away; first, let Celestial Blossom withstand this onslaught!