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Chapter 1437 Life and Death

Blaze clearly heard Ishtar say that the integrated consciousness of the Golden Sea of ​​Trees was the product of her power and authority generating itself.

It can be understood that each tree of life is the power of Ishtar. They all have their own selves and their own thoughts, which causes Ishtar, the source, to lose all power.

This is not surprising, as Ishtar is a god, and if a god wants to survive the upheaval and destruction of the mythical totem, he must give up his power.

Odin, Athena, Cyrene, and even Themis, they all gave up their former powers from the age of gods and left their own new traces in this new world.

Although they are gods now, they are no longer gods. The traces they left behind are scattered and random, and do not meet the condition that the totem of god must cross two plates. Naturally, their power is not as strong as before.

The Ishtar in front of him used a simpler and more brutal method, which was to split the power and let each power have its own self. After the split, they were naturally no longer gods, but their consciousness could be connected together, completing a hazy state of existence and non-existence.

However, although she did not manage to be affected by the upheaval, she lost all her power because her power had a form and self-awareness, or it was difficult for her to use it as freely as before.

Facing Blaze's revelation, Ishtar was quite calm and spread her hands.

"so what?"

It was obviously Blaze who revealed her secret, but her words made it seem as if Blaze was going to do something with it, but she remained calm and fearless, as if she had not yet played all her cards.

"Nothing happened." Blaze was helpless. He felt that talking to Ishtar was too tiring. It was like they were competing against each other all the time, and Ishtar had to win.

This can be seen from the fact that Ishtar is always floating and maintaining a condescending posture during the conversation.

His instinct told him that getting involved with Ishtar would be very troublesome, so he should give in now, go along with what Ishtar said, get the three-star reward of the hunting constellation from the Three-Star White Tiger, and leave quickly.

But throughout the whole process, there is not a single step that is not related to Ishtar.

Blaze scratched his hair hard. Well, the chance to understand Scorpio the Grim Reaper has come. After all, the real body has appeared. No one can understand Scorpio the Grim Reaper better than this [second personality] of Scorpio the Grim Reaper.

"As the origin of the Tree of Life and the master of the Golden Sea of ​​Trees, I think you should be aware of what is happening, right?"

"Of course I know." Ishtar raised her chin proudly, her long black curly hair swaying, "You enthusiastically expressed your passionate love to the embodiment of my power, the Tree of Life, which is me."

"I'm sorry, but I can't respond to any of you. I'm everyone's goddess. But don't stop expressing your love to me because of this. Love can nourish the earth and bring a good harvest. For your own good, remember to send chocolates next year."

"Does that mean you don't feel that your true self is about to appear?"

"Hmm?" Ishtar crossed her arms, looked up at the dome, and fell silent as if she didn't understand Blaze's words.

After a long while, she lowered her head, her face full of annoyance.

"Who are you calling a fake? You are in front of Ishtar, the goddess of love, fertility, war, nature and harvest, the mistress of the sky and the mistress of the earth. Who is worthy of being my true self?"

Blaze was stunned. Ishtar's reaction was as if he had humiliated her, and the insult in his words was so strong that it took her a while to understand.

He originally thought that the goddess who called herself Ishtar was just the opposite of the god of death Scorpio after his fall. It seemed very reasonable for the god of death to become the god of life. But judging from Ishtar's reaction, it seemed that this was not the case at all.

Blaze didn't say anything more or explain anything, but immediately explained the current situation in simple words.

"Some of the trees of life have already separated from the golden sea of ​​trees and formed the opposite black golden sea of ​​trees. They are constantly expanding in size, and the Death Scorpio is about to revive."

"Death Scorpio?" Ishtar's expression changed, her hands loosened and placed on both sides of her body, and she changed from a floating state to landing on her feet.

Her tone was a little hurried.

"Are you sure?"

"Nothing is certain. All life on earth has sensed it. But you, the origin of the Golden Sea of ​​Trees, didn't feel it?"

"I'm not sensitive enough to feel the status of every tree of life, and the fact that a tree of life is separated from the golden sea of ​​trees and stops moving generally means death, and death is not uncommon."

After Ishtar said something perfunctorily to Blaze, she paced back and forth, as if she was thinking about something, and looked at Blaze from time to time.

"I originally thought that this day would be a long time away. After all, you have only returned five constellations so far, and it will take a long time to meet the conditions to challenge the Death Scorpio. Logically speaking, she will not wake up without returning the first seven constellations."

"She? So you are not the Death Scorpio?" Blaze was not surprised by this. It's not that he expected it, but since it involved gods, no matter what happened, it would not be surprising.

"Of course not. Do you like to hear my self-introduction?" Ishtar rolled her eyes at Blaze beautifully, one hand on her chest and the other hand opened to Blaze, "I am Ishtar, the goddess of harvest. I have a relationship of ice and fire with Scorpio, the god of death. The only constellation in the sky that suits me is Leo."

"My only remote connection to death is the power of war."

"The only one who holds the position of Scorpio the God of Death is the God of Death, my sister, Ereshkigal, the mistress of the Underworld Kul."

……

In the world [D-31], the gray-black color of death continued to spread, but suddenly stopped. No matter what, it could not expand forward any further.

[Life is not enough]

The expansion of death is not wanton. If there is no life, death will not exist either. The giant tree formed by several trees of life gathered together can only expand to this extent.

To go further, more trees of life are needed to provide the life consumed by the expansion of death, or other things that have as strong vitality as the trees of life.

In the deepest part of the giant spiral tree formed by the interweaving of the Tree of Life, a woman shrouded in a black robe and sitting on a throne made of dark trees raised her hand, and her finger, which was filled with faint black smoke, pointed into the distance.

[It’s time to plunder life]

(End of this chapter)