Starting from Ainz Ooal Gown, simultaneously traveling through time

Chapter 159 Fluda and Ligurette

The Demon Tree, Setorque.

This enormous demonic tree, in terms of its strength according to the game's ranking system, is roughly level 85. It's not among the top-tier trees, but it has an incredibly thick health bar.

Although its attack power is average, its high health allows it to withstand the attacks of many opponents.

In the original story, it only partially revived this time, and was then sealed back by the thirteen heroes.

A hundred years later, it descended in its full glory, only to be ganged up on and killed by Ainz Ooal Gown and his guardians as a training dummy.

To ordinary people, this is indeed a cataclysmic monster capable of destroying the world.

For the True Dragon King, he was a worthy opponent, mainly because he had too much health and was difficult to kill even after fighting for a long time, which was annoying.

But for level 100 players, it's nothing special.

As for Leylin—

Leylin looked at the giant tree writhing wildly in the light screen and thought for a moment.

This thing is definitely not a dungeon that should appear at this stage.

Let the Slane Theocracy handle it. Apart from the world-class artifact [Alluring Beauty], they probably don't have any other means to destroy it.

Even the awakened god they considered their ultimate trump card, after a brief check, was only level 60-something.

To defeat a demonic tree that is more than 20 levels higher than him in a game, you'd probably need a full set of god-tier gear.

Even if the true Dragon King were to go, it would still take some effort.

I'll do it myself.

A thought suddenly occurred to him.

Above the Great Forest of Tobu, endless earth elements began to gather. Those invisible earth particles surged from all directions, condensing, compressing, and taking shape in mid-air.

A giant hand.

The palm was made of pure earth element, ridiculously large, with the palm like a canopy, and the five fingers spread out, each finger being a hundred meters long. The whole body was filled with a faint earthy yellow light, like a five-finger mountain floating in the air.

Then, the palm pressed down.

Bring your five fingers together and gently grasp.

Just like pulling up an onion.

The enormous demonic tree was gripped tightly, its roots and soil pulled out of the ground. Its roots, which stretched hundreds of meters underground, were torn apart like thin threads by the power of the earth elemental's giant hand.

The demon tree struggled frantically.

Its branches lashed out desperately, its trunk twisted violently, and its roots tried to re-enter the soil, but to no avail. The giant earth elemental hand held it too tightly, and no matter how much it struggled, it remained motionless.

Leylin could even sense the "emotions" of the demonic tree: anger, fear, and confusion.

It's probably thinking: Who am I? Where am I? Who's pulling me out?

The next second, a flash of light appeared.

The giant earth elemental hand, carrying the demonic tree, vanished instantly from the skies above the Great Forest of Tob.

The next moment, they appeared in the Katynius Mountains.

Leylin chose a wasteland, the ruins next to the old lair of the Rotten Coffin Dragon King. Since no one lived there, it was perfect as a dumping ground.

The giant earth elemental hand released its grip and threw the demonic tree down.

boom!

The enormous demon tree crashed to the ground, kicking up clouds of dust. It lay there, wilted and listless, struggling to push its roots into the soil.

Leylin glanced at it, then looked away.

This scallion—no, this magic tree—let's just leave it here for now. We can use it later if we think of any other use for it.

The earth element of Wuzhi Mountain slowly dissipated, turning into specks of light and returning to the heavens and earth.

On the barren land of the Catinius Mountains, only a giant tree, half-dead, remains, struggling to take root.

Lei Lin continued watching the show.

On the other side, inside a towering mage tower.

An elderly man with a full head of white hair, dressed in a white robe, pushed open the door and came out.

Furuda Paradine.

He is 68 years old this year.

The marks of time are deeply etched on his face: wrinkles, age spots, and increasingly cloudy eyes. He can feel his body aging day by day and his energy declining day by day.

He has recently been working tirelessly on researching a forbidden magic spell.

If he succeeds, he can stop the flow of life and gain immortality.

At that time, he will have unlimited time to study magic.

It's almost done, almost a success.

Fluta stroked his long white beard, taking a rare break from the tower to get some fresh air.

He asked the magic apprentice beside him, "Has anything been happening outside lately?"

The magic apprentice's expression was somewhat complicated.

"Teacher, something terrible has happened recently." He briefly recounted what had happened in the past few days: monsters had fallen from the sky, disasters had struck various places, and many areas were in chaos.

Fluta's expression didn't change much after hearing this.

He wouldn't bother with those monsters as long as they didn't disturb his experiments.

The magic apprentice continued, "Also, I've heard that a superpower has risen in the East called Inberia. It's said to be ridiculously strong, having wiped out the six major powers in the Central Region many years ago. However, due to the obstruction of mountains and uninhabited areas, we're only just now hearing about it."

Fuluda raised an eyebrow slightly.

The Six Great Nations of the Central Plains? Those are nations established by various subhuman and alien races; they are not weak, and are human nations capable of annihilating them.

interesting.

In Fluder's mind, humans could not possibly be stronger than orcs or tauren.

Only magic can overcome them.

This Inberia must have something special about magic.

He decided that after completing the art of immortality, he would visit this country and, if there was anything worth learning, he would exchange ideas with them.

To be honest, he had a plan all along: after achieving immortality, he would find a powerful country to ally with, and with the country's resources, establish a magic academy, recruit apprentices, and study magic together with everyone so that he could progress faster.

Perhaps Inbelia would be a good choice.

Fruda thought to himself, then turned and walked back to the mage tower.

He was oblivious to everything else, focusing solely on learning magic.

The far northwestern corner of the mainland.

Ligurite Bers Karau.

A relatively unknown necromancer.

But actually she is very strong.

He could wield fifth-tier magic with ease; sixty years ago, he would have been a top-tier powerhouse in the hero realm.

If she were willing to remain in a secluded corner of the country, she could indeed do whatever she wanted in this isolated little country in the northwest.

But she went out to see it.

She knew that beyond several mountain ranges lay a human nation of unimaginable power.

The people of that country are all blessed by God; they are born with great power, and heroes are everywhere there, just as common as ordinary people.

The achievements she attained after spending most of her life enduring countless hardships are something that anyone over there could easily catch up to with a little training.

It would be a lie to say I'm not jealous.

But she still sincerely hopes that country will become stronger and stronger.

She had experienced the darkest period in human history, witnessing firsthand that humans were food, slaves, and livestock to be slaughtered.

She is willing to support anything that can make humanity stronger.

Even if that power doesn't belong to them.

At this moment, she is traveling in this chaotic little country in the northwest corner.

The country is collapsing, nobles are being killed, royalty is being destroyed, and monsters are rampaging, but Ligulite doesn't care about any of that.

She only does what she wants to do: kill monsters that threaten humanity and help those weaker than herself.

Then she met two people.

Two young men leading a group of people around.

They are very strong, but not in a natural way. Instead, they have a strange, rapidly growing strength. They are stronger today than yesterday, and stronger tomorrow than today, as if there is no limit.

Ligurette joined them.

She wanted to see just how strong these two people really were.

Is it possible to be better than those who are born blessed by the gods?

She wanted to see where their limits were.

So she followed them, watching them slay monsters, overthrow the corrupt nobles, and grow stronger step by step.

stronger.

It was so powerful that even she couldn't understand it.