The Wizard: From Zero-Ring Wizard to Almighty Lord.

Chapter 252 The World Tree and the Feathered Serpent Bloodline

Chapter 252

After the rumbling ended, everything returned to silence.

The barrier power within the Tyrant Earth Dragon Emperor slowly circulated, sealing the torn earth once more, as if nothing had ever happened.

At this moment, Evelyn, who had been standing aside watching the battle, gently waved her hand and raised her jade finger, ordering Earl Welch to lead the mortal army of the Blue Jade Province forward.

The fear brought by the recent rumbling of the earth had not yet dissipated, and the scene of the gale tearing the sky and earth was still vivid in my mind.

The dragon's might spread like a mountain pressing down, causing mortals to hesitate, their eyes filled with fear and doubt.

However, as an old nobleman who had ruled the province for many years, Earl Welsh had his own means of stabilizing the army.

His face was cold and stern. Without hesitation, he ordered the execution of several who tried to escape. Blood splattered on the ground, which shook the morale of the army and finally forced them to move forward again.

……

A little further away, Lynn and Evelyn stood quietly on the plain, a gentle breeze ruffling their clothes.

The oppressive aura emanating from the distant golden totem, as if it were tangible, still faintly resonated in the air.

Evelyn's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and she lightly licked her red lips with her pink tongue, as if it were the instinctive action of a venomous snake before it hunts its prey.

She gazed at the tyrannical Earth Dragon Emperor, which coiled like a mountain, but her thoughts had already turned to another target.

"As long as we capture those boys and girls with feathered serpent blood..."

"I will be able to obtain the true power of the feathered serpent from that old man..."

"The Golden Alchemist... the Golden Throne... is within reach..."

Her desire was burning and greedy, written all over her face without any attempt to hide it.

Lynn glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, gazing at her stunningly beautiful profile, and sighed inwardly:

This is probably what a femme fatale looks like.

At this moment, the two silver alchemists stood quietly, their eyes fixed on the army that was about to rush into the golden totem barrier.

Click!

Click!

With the help of the alchemists of the Feathered Serpent Order, the mortal army continued to try to break through the barrier released by the Earth Dragon Emperor.

If the Tyrant Earth Dragon Emperor is the complete Golden Totem, anyone who gets close will be instantly reduced to ashes.

But now it is merely a half-dead, empty shell resurrected by the Creation Society. Although it still possesses power, it has long lost its former divine soul.

Finally, through repeated experiments and attempts:
A narrow passage leading deep into the capital was forcibly torn open by the blood, flesh, and sacrifice of mortals.

Looking at the gap that had been forced open, Evelyn parted her red lips slightly, her voice cold yet tinged with amusement:

“Come on, Viscount Layton… Now it’s time to face your teacher.”

As soon as she finished speaking, her white robes fluttered, and with elegant yet undeniable steps, she swung her long, slender, and fair legs, and walked proudly into that desolate golden realm.

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At the same time, just as cracks appeared in the barrier of the Tyrant Earth Dragon Emperor, a completely different and strange scene unfolded deep within the capital of the Cuilan Kingdom.

The capital city... was deserted.

There were no corpses strewn across the fields, no rivers of blood, and not even a trace of war.

The place was unusually clean and eerily silent; not only were there no corpses, but even a single intact building was gone.

The once towering and magnificent capital city now seems to have been wiped off the face of the earth, leaving only a wasteland.

Only at the very center, the royal palace stood alone amidst the dust, witnessing everything like a survivor.

It turned out that under the destructive earth-shaking bombardment of the tyrant Earth Dragon Emperor time and time again, countless living beings in the capital were completely annihilated.

Along with the magnificent palaces and streets, everything collapsed, turning into thick dust that covered the earth, more than ten centimeters deep.

Within the palace of this isolated city, alchemists from the Creation Society are stationed.

At the deepest part of the main hall, a man stood with his hands behind his back.

He was dressed in a greyish-white robe, his hair as white as snow; he was Layton's teacher, Klaus.

His expression was calm, his gaze slightly lowered, as if he already knew everything.

Suddenly, Klaus murmured softly, "...Someone has come in."

He slowly raised his head, looking out of the main hall, a strange light shining in his eyes.

Behind him stood an eerie, blood-red tree. The entire tree reeked of a strong, pungent stench of blood, its roots intertwined and deeply embedded in the ground, stretching for miles.

The tree's canopy is as dense as an umbrella, and its branches and leaves are twisted and menacing, as if they were made up of solidified blood scabs. Each leaf seems to be dripping blood, which sends chills down one's spine.

On either side of this blood tree, a man and a woman are firmly bound to the ground, their hands outstretched and tightly connected to the tree roots, as if they have long since become part of the tree.

These two were the young man and woman with feathered serpent blood that Evelyn had been searching for.

At this moment, however, they were covered in blood, their hair was disheveled, and their faces were pale, as if their flesh and blood had been mostly drained by the blood tree, and they were only hanging on by a breath.

If Layton were still alive, he would probably sneer at the sight before him.

This boy once got angry because of Klaus and wanted to attack Layton, but what about now?
He ultimately met the same fate as Layton, only a little later.

Just then, the blood on the man and woman's bodies suddenly trembled slightly, as if it were resonating with something.

Klaus's brow twitched slightly, a hint of interest appearing on his face: "Hmm... the feathered serpent bloodline is resonating?"

He closed his eyes, paused for a moment, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"It seems the Feathered Serpent Society has a big shot here..."

Suddenly, the crimson tree shook violently, and a strong, bloody stench spread once more.

The blood-red canopy swayed as if it were alive, and in the next instant, wisps of blood mist overflowed from between the branches and leaves, like a living poisonous fog, silently spreading out of the hall.

"So fast? Have we arrived already...?"

Klaus's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he abruptly looked out of the palace.

He had laid out layers of defenses, filled with alchemists and traps, yet no one issued any warnings, and it was breached without a sound?!

Just then, a faint yet extremely luxurious fragrance quietly wafted into the hall, like warm wine on a spring night, carrying a captivating allure.

The aroma carries a subtle hint of restlessness and heat, making one's blood boil slightly.

Klaus remained expressionless, his eyes suddenly turning cold. With a slight movement of his hand, a burst of silver light erupted!

hum!
Behind him, a massive silver honeycomb suddenly appeared, its entire body shimmering with silver light, majestic and imposing.

Within the hive, thousands of silver bees swarmed out, hovering and instantly surrounding Klaus, forming an impenetrable defensive barrier.

"The Violet Emperor... no wonder they didn't even put up a resistance... ha, I didn't expect this..."

Klaus murmured softly, a complex expression on his face.

"Layton...you actually managed to get this far?"

As his former mentor, he was certainly aware of the origins and limitations of the violet flower totem.

The Violet Emperor is the highest Silver rank in the Violet Totem system. No outsider could ever achieve this rank without his personal instruction.

Back then, he left the violet flower as one of his heirlooms to Layton, but since the boy was mediocre and obedient, it didn't matter.

But what was the result? Layton not only broke through from Iron III to Bronze, and then to Violet King, but also brazenly joined forces with the Feathered Serpent Society, attempting to take down his teacher!

He had assumed that the Violet King's totem backdoor had been meticulously planned and, once activated, would turn on Layton and kill him.

But once again, Layton escaped disaster. Now, he has even broken through to the Silver Rank and ascended to the Violet Emperor!

"...It's really unexpected, my foolish, stubborn and tenacious student."

Klaus chuckled softly, but his laughter was tinged with coldness and murderous intent.

He slowly stretched out his hand, as if summoning Layton.

“Come out... my child, Layton.”

His tone was gentle, like a loving father calling out, but his eyes betrayed a chilling intent and a predatory desire.

Zila Zila...

The only response to his voice was another wisp of mist that began to spread through the air.

It was a dark purple hue, rising ethereally, like a venomous snake slithering through the void.

As the purple mist spread, the air temperature seemed to drop several degrees, and a strange pressure descended upon it.

In the heart of the mist, an enormous, incomparably beautiful violet flower slowly revealed itself.

Its entire body shimmers with light, its petals are like silk, and nine buds bloom in layers, each petal radiating a captivating glow. The Violet Royal Totem is the true symbol of the Silver Alchemist!

However, Lynn also knew that he was not the main character today, and he only needed to play a supporting role.

The true protagonist is Evelyn, the throne daughter of the Feathered Serpent Order.

As the purple mist quietly spread, an elegant figure silently appeared.

On the ground, a slender purple snake slithered slowly, its tongue flicking out, its movements graceful and alluring.

Immediately following was the crisp sound of high heels clicking on the ground, like a rhythmic beat.

As the mist gently wafted by, a pair of long, slender, snow-white, flawless legs stepped out, like a queen emerging from a dream.

Then appeared a beautifully tailored purple robe that accentuated her curves, and a stunningly beautiful, cold face. Evelyn had appeared!

With a gentle flick of her jade-like hand, the purple snake was handled as if it were a familiar pet.

The trail traveled along her straight, slender legs, eventually winding around her body and resting quietly on her fragrant shoulders.

Evelyn stepped into the hall, her slender waist turning slightly. Her gaze first swept lightly over Klaus, but quickly passed over him, fixing on the strange, scarlet, blood-red tree.

In particular, the two boys and girls who were closely connected to the roots of the blood tree.

The next moment, Evelyn's expression changed drastically!

A look of intense shock appeared on her cold and beautiful face, and her beautiful eyes flashed with undisguised shock and anger.

"This is... the Feathered Serpent bloodline!? And such a pure and rich aura?!"

"That old man...could he...be dead?!"

Her voice carried barely concealed anger and a hint of panic as she suddenly looked at the dark, blood-red tree.

"And this strange tree... Could it be... the legendary World Tree?!"

Evelyn, who was always calm and composed, completely lost her composure at this moment, and her face turned pale.

The fleshy texture on the tree, the overflowing aura, and the devouring power fluctuations all made her feel an unprecedented sense of unease and threat.

Seeing this, Klaus's lips curled into a sly smile. He slowly opened his arms and chanted as devoutly as a priest:
"Tsk tsk... The great Creator once said... Every golden throne was forged by plundering the power of this world!"

"And now, in order to create a truly wonderful new world..."

"These thieves must return their power in its entirety!"

"The Feathered Serpent Society is not the first... and it certainly won't be the last!"

Before Klaus could finish speaking, his expression suddenly changed.

The piety faded, replaced by a chilling murderous intent and a cold-blooded greed.

"The power of the Feathered Serpent Throne's bloodline was originally only at a stalemate with me... but now..."

He slowly narrowed his eyes, looking at Evelyn's body, which pulsated with intense bloodline energy, a chilling smile playing on his lips:

"The arrival of a pure-blooded feathered serpent descendant, along with those two minor sacrifices, is more than enough!"

Amidst the swirling purple mist, Lynn's figure never truly appeared; he stood quietly at the back, his gaze fixed on everything before him.

"So that's how it is... The capital and those mortals were just a smokescreen."

He felt a chill run down his spine, instantly grasping the situation.

"The true goal of the Genesis Society is indeed those golden thrones."

This is not difficult to understand.

The Golden Throne represents the pinnacle of a Level 3 Totemist, placing one at the very top of this world.

If the Creation Society truly possesses the so-called "World Tree" and attempts to usher in the so-called "Second Era," then they will inevitably need to infuse the World Tree with energy.

The vitality contained in billions of ordinary people is probably not even worth as much as a golden throne!
Lynn's gaze fell on the scarlet, eerily twisted blood tree, and he raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Could this tree... be part of the World Tree?"

A sense of excitement quietly rose in his heart.

He was almost certain that this so-called World Tree was a level-four opportunity in this dimension!
A level four opportunity is enough to drive countless totemists crazy.

But if this opportunity itself is an extraordinary plant, then the meaning is completely different.

Especially for him.

Because his true form was a nature wizard!
"What a wonderful surprise..."

A hidden glint of fire flashed in Lynn's eyes, his heart churning.

But then he turned his gaze to Evelyn.

"However... could this woman really be intimidated by the bloodline of those two feathered serpent descendants? It's hard to say... Bloodline wizards, when faced with higher-level bloodline suppression, sometimes do instinctively fear and submit..."

"If she backs down, then I'm afraid I'll have to make other plans."

His thoughts raced as he subtly adjusted his strategy.

However, at that moment, Evelyn's originally cold gaze suddenly turned sharp!
The purple snake on her shoulder suddenly flicked its tongue, a cold glint flashed in its eyes, and it transformed into a purple shadow that shot out!

Evelyn parted her red lips slightly, her voice chilling:

"Do you think that two filthy bastards can covet our feathered serpent bloodline?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she waved her hand!
The purple snake that rushed out suddenly trembled all over, and colorful feathers flew off its body and fell, as if an angel had descended to earth, the feathers like snow, covering the entire hall!
The power of the feathered serpent was unleashed with a thunderous roar!
Lynn watched this scene, his heart trembled slightly, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.

"As expected... she's not that stupid. So this was her real trump card."

In the purple mist, Lynn quietly activated the Violet Emperor Totem, silently shifting and occupying Klaus's retreat route.

Purple floral shadows spread, a silent killing intent lurking beneath.

At this moment, in the center of the hall, Klaus's composure vanished, his face becoming extremely serious as he slowly uttered four words:
"Throne of the Quetzalcoatl..."

(End of this chapter)