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Chapter 452: World Tree - Yggdrasil

Elf King's Court,

Demogorgon looked up at the sky. His gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the world and see the war of gods taking place outside the world of Gaia.

All the main gods of the elven pantheon have been blocked outside the world by Demogorgon's true body, and now they can no longer interfere with His arrangements in the Elven King's Court.

However, Demogorgon doesn't have much time left.

As the Demon Prince and one of the most powerful beings in the Endless Abyss, Demogorgon is the top existence even among the gods with powerful divine powers.

Except for a few beings like the God of Dawn and the Father of Oak, He is not afraid of any enemies.

Naturally, he is stronger than the elven god Corellon.

But this does not mean that Demogorgon can directly fight against the siege of many powerful beings of the elven pantheon.

This is Demogorgon, who is favored by the will of the endless abyss and has an extremely powerful body. Other beings of the same level would never do such a thing.

Even if Demogorgon tried to stop it himself, he wouldn't be able to hold out for long.

This is the difference between the evil god of the abyss and the righteous god of order!
Most of the gods in the Gaia world, except for a few, are attached to gods with powerful divine powers and form different pantheons.

Most pantheons are divided by race, such as the elven pantheon, dwarven pantheon, orc pantheon, etc.

The human pantheon is a rather special existence, as there are three beings of powerful divine powers, namely, Cyric, the Prince of Lies, Changtiia, the Mother Goddess of the Earth, and Lathander, the God of the Dawn.

These three powerful beings, as well as countless beings of medium and weak power, together constitute the most powerful pantheon in the Pantheon, and humans have become the most powerful race in the world of Gaia.

However, the human pantheon is not a monolithic entity, and there are huge differences among these three powerful gods in the human camp.

His alignment tends to be lawful good, with the god of the morning, Lathander, who is on good terms with the neutral good earth goddess, Changtiia.

However, although Cyric of the chaotic evil camp is also a god of the human camp, he hates Lathander very much. It is said that the two were once competing enemies before they ignited the divine fire and became gods.

Even though countless years have passed and both have become great beings at the level of powerful gods, the contradiction between them has not been eliminated but has become more intense.

Cyric is a narrow-minded, self-centered, and extremely radical god. He believes that he is superior to all gods, so he has no divine allies. Although he occasionally pretends to cooperate with certain gods, this is just one of his conspiracies to fabricate lies to achieve his ultimate goal.

The gods who depend on him are more like servants of Cyric than his subordinate gods.

However, it is precisely because of this reason that the conflict between Xirik and the evil god of the abyss is extremely intense, and there is no possibility of cooperation between the two sides.

The relationship between the evil gods of the abyss is even worse than the relationship between the three powerful gods in the human camp.

Except for his subordinates, the Abyss Evil God rarely cooperates.

One reason is that even if they become god-level beings, they do not possess much rationality and are often driven to act by the abyss consciousness and demonic nature. Beings like the demon prince Demogorgon are extremely rare among the evil gods of the abyss.

Another reason is that the evil gods of the abyss are completely hostile to each other.

This relationship is somewhat similar to the situation where gods compete for powerful priesthoods, and what they compete for is the favor of the abyss consciousness.

The more favors from the abyss consciousness you have, the more powerful the abyss power you can mobilize.

As the most powerful evil god of the abyss, the demon prince Demogorgon is naturally one of the people who receive the most attention from the will of the abyss.

Not to mention cooperating with Demogorgon to fight against the elven gods, other evil gods of the abyss would rather Demogorgon die at the hands of the elven gods so that they can compete for more favors from the abyss consciousness.

As for Demogorgon himself, he does have several god-level subordinates, but their strength is much weaker, and it is impossible for them to intervene in the war between him and Corellon.

Moreover, Demogorgon has other arrangements for his subordinates, who can be of greater use.

Demogorgon withdrew his gaze and looked towards the elven kingdom of Tyndonor at his feet.

Below Him, the once glorious Elf Royal Court was now completely covered by a stinking sea of ​​blood. The tumors clinging to the buildings were twisting wantonly, and compared to when Li Si left, they had almost spread completely, threatening to engulf all the buildings in the Elf Royal Court.

But amidst this stinking sea of ​​blood and disgusting tumor, the tall tower of the Ilithel family was not polluted at all and still exuded a golden color, but this golden light carried a bit of ominous meaning.

Demogorgon fell from mid-air and stood in the center of the Elf King's Court.

At His feet is the World Tree Altar that has withstood thousands of years of wind and rain.

At this moment, the World Tree Altar, which was originally full of traces of time, has now completely turned into a deep blood color.

The dark red blood was like a poisonous snake in the dark night, and together with the extremely strong breath of the abyss, it silently corroded the holy land of the elves. Resentment and despair were intertwined into invisible chains, entangled between the altar bricks, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of rust and decay, which was suffocating.

As time went by, the entire World Tree Altar was polluted by the breath of the abyss. This breath was icy and bone-chilling, carrying with it the wails and curses from the endless abyss. It eroded every inch of the altar, making the once sacred and inviolable place gradually become gloomy and twisted.

The faint emerald green light on the altar gradually dissipated, replaced by an ominous gray-black.

The originally smooth and natural patterns on the altar began to become distorted and hideous, as if countless invisible hands were scratching at its surface, trying to drag it into endless darkness.

The phantom of the elf that was originally singing happily has disappeared, replaced by waves of shrill wails, echoing in the empty and desperate air.

Demogorgon watched everything happening in front of him quietly, standing there expressionlessly, as if waiting for something.

After a moment, right before Demogorgon's eyes, the surging sea of ​​blood finally swallowed up the last bit of clean green natural light of the World Tree Altar, and the entire World Tree Altar completely turned into part of the sea of ​​blood.

Demogorgon did not move, but under his control, the sea of ​​blood that spread throughout the Elf Royal Court turned into a trickle, and then quickly gathered into a river, rushing towards the World Tree Altar in the center of the city.

As the elves' blood gathered, its color also changed quietly. From the initial scarlet, it gradually became deeper, as if absorbing all the evil and chaotic forces into it, and finally turned into the deepest darkness.

All the blood was glowing with strange light under the cover of the abyss breath, interweaving and entwining on the altar, forming a series of heart-pounding twisted patterns.

It kept wriggling, changing, and infiltrating into the depths of the World Tree Altar. When the blood sea that spread across the entire Elf King's Court converged into the World Tree Altar and disappeared completely inside the altar.
Click~
Click~
On the altar, the stone bricks that were originally extremely solid and had withstood the test of countless years now seemed to be bearing unimaginable weight and pressure, and began to make subtle but clear cracking sounds.

Boom!

These sounds initially sounded like tiny thunders in the distance, and gradually gathered into a deafening roar.

The gaps between the bricks began to widen, and the cracks spread rapidly like a spider web, cutting the entire surface of the altar into pieces.

With a loud bang, large chunks of stone bricks that had completely turned into an evil black color broke apart, carrying with them the dust of time and traces of history, and fell heavily to the bottom of the altar.

As the World Tree Altar collapsed, an unprecedented energy wave suddenly erupted from the center. Stone bricks flew everywhere with a roar, and the violent vibration was like the collapse of a mountain, making the whole city tremble.

And at the feet of Demogorgon, where the World Tree Altar originally existed, as the altar disappeared, what appeared was not the ground, but a jaw-dropping deep space passage.

This passage seemed to be a portal to an unknown place. Its area was much larger than the previous altar. As it slowly expanded, it swallowed up many elven buildings around the altar. However, the depths of the dark hole exuded an aura that was both mysterious and alluring.

When he saw this space channel, a smile finally appeared on Demogorgon's calm face.

Then, not far behind Demogorgon, the golden light on the tall tower of the Ilithel family became more and more dazzling.

The golden light slowly peeled off from the tall tower, slowly turning into a flowing golden river and falling into Demogorgon's hands, leaving only the ochre-yellow tower body still standing there.

Demogorgon gently raised his right hand, and all the golden light fell into a golden round bead the size of a human head that suddenly appeared in his hand.

This round bead exudes the warm and brilliant power of the sun, with a hint of sweet and fishy scent.

"With the addition of the Sun Elves' bloodline, it should be about the same."

Demogorgon looked at the sun elf blood in his hand that was refined and extracted from the bodies of members of the Ilissa family and nodded slightly.

It did take him some effort to deal with these legendary elves in the Elf King's Court. The biggest trouble was that he had planned in advance to let those legendary elves pass through the Demon Gate and fall into the saltwater swamp on the 88th floor of the Endless Abyss.

It is His base camp and, in a sense, His kingdom of God.

As long as you enter there, not to mention the elven legends, even the gods can hardly escape the control of Demogorgon. Over the countless years, countless gods and abyss lords have fallen there.

Demogorgon threw the golden ball in his hand lightly, and it fell into the space passage under his feet.

When the golden orb was completely swallowed by the darkness in the space channel, terrifying power burst out from Demogorgon's body. Pure divine power without any breath of the abyss surged out of Demogorgon's body and fell into the middle of the space channel.

Such terrifying divine power even exceeds the combined power possessed by those gods with weaker divine power, but Demogorgon's expression did not change at all.

At this moment, a golden light exploded from the darkness of the space channel, instantly covering the entire space channel.

When the dazzling golden light gradually faded, a strange scene appeared in the space channel.

The previous darkness and nothingness disappeared, and what appeared in the space channel was a dazzling dream space.

Countless streams of light flowed leisurely in the space, soft and not dazzling, emitting a warm and peaceful power, as if they could wash away all the dust and filth in the world. They seemed to be endowed with life, sometimes interweaving into a gorgeous rainbow bridge, sometimes turning into a pouring galaxy, as magical as a dream.

In the deepest part of this dreamy space, the outline of a towering tree can be vaguely seen.

This tree looks very ordinary, without gorgeous branches and leaves, nor gorgeous flowers, but it is this simplicity that makes it look more solemn and tall. Its trunk is thick, as if it can bear the weight of the whole world; its roots are deeply rooted in this space, closely connected with the surrounding brilliance, as if it is the support and core of the whole space.

The size of the World Tree is beyond all imagination. The surface of the extremely thick trunk is covered with mottled marks left by the years, and each crack seems to tell an ancient and long story. The lush branches cover the sky like a giant umbrella, and the mottled light and shadows are intertwined among the leaves, adding a bit of mystery and fantasy to this quiet and solemn scene.

Just looking at this towering tree, time seems to slow down, space loses its boundaries, and everything seems so harmonious and perfect. It transcends matter and restraint, and exists only in the purest place in the deepest part of the world.

"World Tree Yggdrasil!"

Demogorgon muttered to himself as he looked at the giant tree standing quietly in the infinite space, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth and slowly expanding.

This is the most critical part of His plan over countless years, and He has spent a great deal of energy on it.

Apart from anything else, just secretly replacing the identity of Pompey Ilissel, the patriarch of the Ilissel family, is extremely troublesome.

This is different from the incarnation of the king of the Dillon Kingdom that Li Si met. Pompeii's identity is extremely critical and can directly attract the attention of the elven gods.

This series of plans cost Demogorgon a huge price, but now it is all worth it.

Demogorgon looked at the World Tree in space. Although this space channel could not last for too long, he did not intend to enter directly.

After the World Tree Yggdrasil disappeared from the Gaia World, it existed in the heart of the world of Gaia World. It is the most core and critical place of the Gaia World and also the place where most of the power of the Gaia World is contained.

Those colorful lights are the embodiment of the power of the origin world.

As the most powerful world, the heart of Gaia is not a place that any living being can set foot in. Even gods are the same. If they enter easily, they will be torn apart by the violent power of the world.

Since he chose to open this space channel, Demogorgon was very clear about the meaning of that space.

Demogorgon did not move, but the demon gate behind him leading to the saltwater swamp on the 88th level of the Endless Abyss suddenly began to vibrate and began to expand outward continuously.

Through the gate of the abyss, one can vaguely see a terrifying worm with a huge and twisted body in the harsh saltwater swamp. It seems to have sensed that something is wrong and is struggling frantically.

"Demogorgon, what do you want to do?!"

Demogorgon smiled slightly, but his voice traveled through another world.

"Nothing, Angudek, I just want you to do me a favor."

"A powerful Abyss Lord, is that enough to pollute the World Tree with the abyss's aura?"

(End of this chapter)