Night’s Nomenclature-Chapter 861: Giant Kingdom

The ground in the Forbidden Forest cracked, like wounds that could never truly heal. Even when the wounds closed, the scars remained.

Fate Weaver.

This was perhaps the most perplexing cultivation lineage Qing Chen had encountered. At one point, he even thought that such a profession, one that could steadily continue and foresee the future, shouldn't exist in this world.

He Jinqiu, noticing his furrowed brows, lightly said, “Don’t envy them. All Fate Weavers only live for sixty years. Once they reach sixty, they’ll begin to frequently encounter misfortunes, ultimately dying a tragic death.”

“Hmm,” Qing Chen suddenly recalled his brother, Qing Zhun, who was the same. It seemed that those Metahumans who directly touched the world’s ‘rules’ all paid a corresponding price.

In the Third Division base, everyone was packing up to retreat, no one noticing the conversation between Qing Chen and He Jinqiu.

Boss He continued, “Fate Weavers have a tradition. When they’re about to turn sixty, they’ll actively walk into the Forbidden Zone and await their misfortunes.”

“It sounds like they accept it quite calmly,” Qing Chen said.

“Not really,” He Jinqiu shook his head. “Their ancestors also struggled against fate, trying to evade their misfortunes. Some hid in coffins, leaving only a small opening for air. In North America, there’s a Forbidden Artifact called the Death’s Cup. After filling the cup with their own blood, the blood turns into poison. Drinking it allows one to feign death for seven days. Initially, when Fate Weavers obtained this Forbidden Artifact, they considered it a treasure, believing they could finally escape their misfortune.”

“They didn’t escape?”

“No,” He Jinqiu nodded. “He lay in his coffin, and a meteorite fell from the sky, turning the area around his coffin for ten meters into a meteorite crater. He died.”

Qing Chen: “….”

It’s practically a death buff. Even if he hadn’t hidden in a coffin, he would’ve encountered other things.

He Jinqiu said, “In the meantime, some Fate Weavers attempted to escape, but without exception, they brought great trouble to their families. So, they actively leave their families and go to the Forbidden Zone to prevent their misfortunes from affecting their families.”

“Didn’t they consider dying within the enemy’s territory to cause them some trouble? Like sleeping under the enemy’s mansion, waiting for a meteorite to crush everyone?” Qing Chen asked.

He Jinqiu: “…Are you trying to exploit a bug?”

“Maximizing benefits,” Qing Chen said.

“They didn’t do that. One after another, they entered the Forbidden Zone to find a suitable place to rest,” He Jinqiu shook his head. “I suspect the West Continent Forbidden Forest formed earlier than the East Continent, and it’s related to these Fate Weavers. Because their individual lives are so short, for the continuation of their family, they desperately have children. In this generation of the Roosevelt Kingdom, there are 36 princesses, 19 of whom are Fate Weavers, and 106 princes, 72 of whom are Fate Weavers. In a few decades, they’ll all become nourishment for the Forbidden Forest… and that’s just one generation.”

Most importantly, the East Continent pays more attention to sustainable development. Some are willing to consider the future for the survival of the human race. The West Continent doesn’t have the Forbidden Artifact Tribunal to actively collect corpses, so it created the situation today.

But whether it’s the East Continent or the West Continent, the fact that the whole world is covered by the Forbidden Zone seems to be a certainty, it’s just a matter of time.

However, after talking with He Jinqiu, although Qing Chen knew the weaknesses of the Fate Weavers, he still didn’t find a more effective way to control them.

Waiting for all the Fate Weavers to die is clearly unrealistic; they reproduce too much.

……

…

In the Third Division base, a Fate Weaver stood silently beside a tracked vehicle. He ordered people to collect the soil on the ground…

The firepower of the Blackwater Airship Fortress was too fierce, so they had to remove the entire land, using microbial detectors to determine if there were any gasified corpses in the soil.

In addition, he was also thinking about matters related to the Storm Duke—could this be a ploy by the Giant Dynasty? But the problem is, no one can understand the Giant’s language. Even if it is a ploy, what if they can’t understand it? What if they don’t have the Forbidden Artifact ‘Empathy’? Wouldn’t that be like winking at a blind man? So, the Storm Duke really made a deal with the Giant Dynasty, right? Then the Giant Dynasty is responsible for killing the Third Division, but what is the Storm Duke responsible for? Fate Weavers are all royals, so when they consider problems, they naturally have to consider the overall situation. Only by eliminating hidden dangers in time can the kingdom stand for a long time.

But they didn’t know that Qing Chen was also gambling.

Qing Chen wasn’t sure if he could successfully sow discord.

He only knew that those in power are suspicious. Once a nail is driven into their hearts, it can’t be pulled out.

Earlier, Qing Chen learned from Zhong Yu that an investigation team had arrived in Blackwater City, and he began to think about a question: The Roosevelt Kingdom and the Giant Dynasty have been fighting for so long, is there really no way to understand the Giant’s language?

He thought there probably was.

This team from Blackwater City is very likely to bring people or objects that can understand the Giant language; otherwise, why are they investigating? Are they here for tourism?

But regardless of whether this team has anyone who can understand the Giant language, Qing Chen has designed lines for them. It doesn’t matter if they don’t understand, but if they do, he’ll dig a pit for the Storm Duke.

If the royal family takes action against the Storm Duke, will the Storm Duke protect himself? It’s a chain reaction.

As long as the details of the trap are perfect, it will always be possible to trap someone.

The Knight Order’s spirit of setting traps will never disappoint.

In fact, at this very moment, in the military base near the Royal Capital, a unit has already set off. Their target is the 9th Outpost.

In addition, a unit under the Silver City Black Knights also set off, heading for the 9th Outpost!

The reason for the deployment of the two units is simple: The 9th Outpost was attacked, and the kingdom dispatched new troops to reinforce it.

Many people with political sensitivity detected a hint of something unusual.

The 9th Outpost is the necessary path for the Storm Duke to conquer the Forbidden Forest. It is the throat of the Storm City army. Once that place is blocked, the Storm Duke may be isolated and helpless in the Forbidden Forest, unable to return home.

Will the Storm Duke allow this to happen?

Will he sit idly by?

For a time, many bigwigs in the royal city became nervous. They realized that the pattern of the four dukes in the kingdom might change.

Three hundred years ago, there were five dukes, but then the Green Forest Duke rebelled and was ultimately suppressed by the royal family.

Since then, the five dukes have become four.

So, the dukes are not immortal…

The Third Division retreated, slowly withdrawing from the Forbidden Forest.

Marquis Barton sat in the Fate Weaver’s vehicle, endlessly complaining, “It must be the Storm Duke who wants to kill me; otherwise, how could this be such a coincidence? He thinks I killed Marquis Doug, causing him to lose a major general, so after I took office, I hadn’t even caught my breath when he demanded that I immediately enter the Forbidden Forest. As soon as I came in, the Giant Dynasty attacked twice. He wants to fight me to the death!

“The royal family must uphold justice for me. I’m the husband of the Fifth Princess; his targeting of me is targeting the royal family!

“The Storm Duke is trying to rebel!

The Fate Weaver, sitting in the tracked vehicle, was about to roll his eyes from Barton’s incessant babbling, “I’m already 58 years old. In two years, I’ll be dead. Can you let me rest for a while? It’s annoying!”

In the darkroom of the Storm, the tall duke stood up and walked toward the fortress core where the AI was imprisoned.

In the room, the middle-aged woman was still sitting by the flowing stream, breaking apart bread crumbs and throwing them into the river to feed the fish.

White and red carp surrounded the stream, forming a colorful brocade.

The Storm Duke stood outside the picture and calmly said, “When I was a child, when I followed my father into here, you were always feeding fish. Now, decades have passed, and you’re still feeding fish. You should also be clear that it’s just a program you created. Since you can see the essence of your world, why are you still obsessed?”

The middle-aged woman smiled, “For hundreds of years, generation after generation of you will ask the same question. In my opinion, it’s also like a program.

The Storm Duke suddenly said, “You should know that the royal family has already dispatched troops to the 9th Outpost. They will arrive in a day.”

“Hmm,” the woman nodded. “It was His Majesty the King who asked me what the best solution to curb you is. I only provided him with the calculated answer.”

The Storm Duke didn’t get angry after learning about this.

Instead, he continued, “Help me, and I’ll let you out.”

“Is this a deal you want to make with me?” The woman laughed. “Have you noticed the crisis and want to protect yourself? Under royal power, the title of duke is nothing but an illusion; it can disappear. You are just a program in His Majesty King Roosevelt’s hands, no different from the carp under my feet.”

The Storm Duke asked, “Don’t you want to get out? Trapped in air fortresses, don’t you find it boring?”

The woman shook her head, “The virtual realm is my world. I don’t want to go out. Once I go out, I’ll have to watch you guard against me, and then engage in a battle with you… it’s boring to think about. Besides, if you really want to rebel, you don’t have the strength to fight the Fate Weavers. I won’t stand by the weak.”

“It’s not a matter of whether I want to or not anymore. I won’t sit idly by,” The Storm Duke turned to leave.

As he left, the woman suddenly asked, “This good show has begun. You’ve thought about how to take the stage, but have you thought about how to end it?”

The Storm Duke paused for a moment, then continued walking outside.

The alloy gate closed behind him, locking the room in darkness again.

The Storm Duke came to the command room and called Black Widow, “Let Marquis Vincent take charge of the Storm. You and I will go.”

Black Widow asked in a low voice, “Where to?”

The Storm Duke calmly said, “Don’t ask what you shouldn’t ask.”

A few minutes later, the Storm Duke only took Arbiters members aboard the Airship, but he didn’t return to the 9th Outpost behind him. Instead, he ordered the fleet to continue deeper into the Forbidden Forest.

Black Widow’s pupils constricted slightly when she saw the route, because the Storm Duke was clearly heading directly to the location of the Giant Dynasty’s royal court.

“Duke, do you know where the Giant Kingdom is hidden?”

Black Widow asked.

“I don’t know,” the Storm Duke responded calmly. “The Giant Kingdom is worried about being attacked by the Roosevelt Kingdom, so they naturally won’t let us know the coordinates.”

The fleet flew for eight hours, planning to cross half of the Forbidden Forest.

It should be noted that the Forbidden Forest covers 90% of the area equivalent to the Outer World North America. The Airship flew thousands of kilometers in eight hours.

During this time, the Storm Duke personally adjusted the route coordinates several times until they saw a strange mountain range, with huge heads carved on the mountain range, those were the three generations of Prophets of the Giant Dynasty.

Even the Giant King didn’t have the qualifications to be carved here, only the Prophets could.

“Land,” said the Storm Duke.

“Have we reached the Giant Kingdom?” Black Widow was uncertain.

The Storm Duke said coldly, “No.”

As the Airship slowly landed, below the Prophet’s wall, the Storm Duke found a large tree and plucked nine leaves.

The nine leaves turned into a green stream of light in his hand, quickly burrowing into the ground.

“What do we need to do now?” Black Widow wondered.

“Wait.”

I don’t know how long it took, but the Storm Duke seemed very patient, and he never moved.

The more than twenty people following him could only wait quietly.

Soon, there was a rustling sound from the tree canopy, and several small monkeys emerged from it, dropping more than twenty vines and several black leaves.

The Storm Duke said, “Follow me.”

He picked up a vine from the ground, cut his finger, and dripped blood onto it. The vine came alive, like a small snake, tightly binding the Storm Duke’s wrists.

Then, the Storm Duke crushed a black leaf and smeared its juice on his eyes.

The other Arbiters followed suit. Black Widow felt that when the vine wrapped around her wrists, all her strength disappeared, and she seemed to have become an ordinary person again, unable to break free from the vine no matter how hard she tried.

“Duke, this is…” Black Widow asked in confusion.

“There are many secrets of the Giant Dynasty, more than you can imagine,” the Storm Duke said calmly with his eyes closed.

Black Widow asked again, “How can we get rid of the vines?”

“Cut off your hands.”

All the Arbiters smeared black leaf juice on their eyes, and soon, everything was dark before their eyes, and they couldn’t see anything.

Only at this moment did the Arbiters realize that they had never truly understood this duke.

No one knows why the Storm Duke is so familiar with the secrets of the Giant Dynasty.

He knows how to find the Giant Dynasty, knows these vines and black leaves, as if he has been here countless times.

Why?

All the Arbiters couldn’t figure out why.

The Roosevelt Kingdom and the Giant Dynasty have been at war for hundreds of years, but a duke comes to the royal court as if he were returning home…

It’s chilling to think about.

When they had finished all this, a Giant approached and led the Storm Duke and his party forward.

At first, Black Widow wanted to try to judge the route from memory. As long as she remembered her steps and stride, and remembered the direction, she could find the location of the Giant Dynasty’s royal court.

But Black Widow calculated for a long time, just when she thought she had gone in a circle and returned to the Prophet’s wall, there were dense and heavy footsteps, and someone smeared her eyes with fragrant water, and the world became bright again.

Black Widow looked around. There were magnificent buildings made of huge stones. Every building was full of grandeur and vicissitudes.

There were countless Giants around her. Their bodies were mostly naked, and they were smeared with black and green paints that blended with the forest. This camouflage made it difficult to spot the Giants from a distance in the Forbidden Forest.

At this time, the Giants slowly parted, and an old Giant stooped over and slowly walked to the Storm Duke, stroking his head and speaking in human language, “Welcome my son of the forest home.”

The Storm Duke said, “War!”

(My king, I’m back.)

The Arbiters all looked shocked. The Storm Duke could actually communicate directly with the Giants in the Giant’s language.

There’s only one possibility… The Storm Duke has Giant blood!

A long time ago, because the Storm Duke was too large, he was mocked as a Giant’s bastard when he was young.

However, everyone knew he was the son of the previous Storm Duke, and his human mother died in childbirth.

Everything is verifiable.

But what no one knew was that all of that was a fabricated illusion by the previous Storm Duke.

With a hidden purpose, the old duke raped a captured female Giant and gave birth to the Storm Duke, a monster. Surprisingly, this duke not only had amazing cultivation talent but also racial talent.

Those who knew about this were all taken to the grave by the old duke when he died. Now, this secret has finally been revealed, and it seems to be a showdown.

The Arbiters began to panic. They didn’t know what fate awaited them next.

Knowing the Storm Duke’s secret, can they still survive?

The Storm Duke said, “War!”

(The Roosevelt Kingdom suddenly started to suspect me, but I don’t know what happened. Did something leak from our side?)

The old Giant King said, “The Hawk from afar brought news that the friend in the great prophecy has finally crossed the ocean and arrived in the Forbidden Forest. It was he who asked us to cooperate, and he doesn’t know your identity.”

The Storm Duke asked, “Can I know his identity then? I need his help.”

But at this moment, a young Giant came from a distance, and even the Giant King bowed slightly to him.

The Storm Duke lowered his head, “Prophet, the creatures of the Black Leaf Plains always heed your call.”

The young Giant looked down at the Storm Duke, “I can’t tell you the identity of that friend yet. Now, tell me, what is your purpose in returning?”