Ornn, the Chosen One, a treasure from ancient times!

Chapter 126 Little Chrysanthemum

But Ambeza was not the only one ordered to take Omicaiaran. Darkwell couldn't wait any longer, so he ordered the nearest troops to quickly go to Omicaiaran, surround it, and seize it when the opportunity arose.

So when Helen led the volunteers and Vastaya to Omicayalan, they found a sacred jungle surrounded by many enemies.

At first glance, Herren thought that Omikayaran had already fallen for him.

However, after observing for a period of time, it was found that this was not the case.

The Noxians are still observing, seemingly unsure of what they're considering.

"How do we get in?"

Harren and his group hid in a nearby forest. The Winter's Claws were few in number, and the Vastaya were extremely good at hiding, so they did not attract any attention.

"I didn't expect the Noxians to have their eyes on this place so quickly—are they determined to take Omicayaran?"

This was completely beyond Herren's expectations, after all, the current Omikaiaran was no longer the Omikaiaran of the past.

Thousands of years ago, Omicayalan possessed the sacred tree, the Willow Tree, and was truly the "Heart of the World." But now, the Willow Tree is dead. Although it can still be called a holy place, the dissipation of magic has made this sacred forest even more lush, but it is nothing more than a forest with abundant magical energy.

Given the Noxians' nature, Heron had anticipated their invasion, but he hadn't expected them to assemble such a large force.

Moreover, they haven't launched an attack yet—either there's something in the jungle they fear, or they're still waiting for reinforcements.

The former is fine, but as for the latter—Heron needs to seriously consider whether Omikayalan is a suitable person to protect.

Stop kidding me, I didn't come all this way just to die a heroic death.

But the boast has already been made, and Helen is not considering backing down, at least for now—although he has not yet mastered the ability to transcend the mortal realm, the abundant magic of Omicayaran will enhance the Vastayan's fighting power.

Even if a large army were to invade, in Herren's opinion, simply holding this jungle should not be too difficult.

"Try to break in."

"What should we do?"

"I will attract their attention."

Herren had already made a plan; the journey wasn't far, and the Noxian encirclement wasn't tight.

He decided to use his supernatural abilities once again to create a miracle that would deter others from entering, thereby covering his team's entry into Omicaiaran.

Moreover, this might send a message to the Noxians—to consider whether they are qualified to be enemies of such a "god".

"What is that?"

"Damn it! Not again?"

The Noxians surrounding the Omicaiaran jungle all looked up at the same time. A beam of light streaked across the sky, circled several times, and then stopped above Omicaiaran. Immediately afterwards, a pair of divine eyes opened and looked coldly at the crowd.

The Noxians were startled. Many had already heard about Murdoch's forces and knew that a giant, or perhaps a demigod, with fiery blue eyes had appeared in Ionia.

Whatever it is, it's not something they can afford to mess with.

Who knows if it will end up like on Philol Island, where everyone is wiped out at the slightest disagreement?

However, the generals who were able to abandon their current strategic deployments and come to besiege Omicaiaran at Darkwell's command were all, without exception, completely loyal to the Emperor.

They were not only drawn to the celestial phenomena, but also noticed the Winterclaws and Vastaya who were taking the opportunity to emerge from the jungle and head towards Omicaaran.

"Stop them!"

Although the origins of this group are unknown, the Emperor is determined to conquer Omicayalan and cannot afford to lose it—anything that might pose an obstacle should be eliminated.

Noxian soldiers might not have the courage to draw their swords against the giants in the sky, but they would faithfully carry out orders when it comes to attacking an army on the ground.

Heron, high in the clouds, quickly noticed that this Noxian was different from the last one; they were clearly formidable. He could clearly see that the nearby Noxians were closing in on Winter's Claw and the Vastayan.

Herren, whose eyebrows were etched with natural magic, furrowed slightly—but unable to control natural magic, he could not use this "giant body" to launch an attack.

Unfortunately, he was already prepared to return to his original form and unleash the power of entropy to fight.

But just then, Omikayaran made a new move.

Just as the Noxians were about to charge at Winter's Claw, they suddenly felt the ground shake violently. Their tight formation was disrupted, and everyone lost their footing, as if the jungle had "come alive."

But then, something actually came to life.

Several boulders emerged from cracks in the ground, rolling across the open landscape and relentlessly crushing the Noxian formation. The Noxians cried out in alarm, frantically trying to avoid the raging boulders.

These massive rocks, covered in moss and with flowers growing in their crevices, came together with a thunderous roar, and then a huge stone statue slowly rose up in front of everyone, blocking the way outside Omicaiaran.

"Oh my god————"

The Winter's Claws gripped their weapons, looking at the colossal stone statue with equal apprehension. But the statue merely glanced at them before turning its head, raising its massive stone arm, and slamming it heavily to the ground.

The ground trembled, but that wasn't the end of it. Rocks burst from the ground and swept towards the Noxians, smashing them to pieces. Some screamed as they were thrown into the air, howling for a long time before finally landing and falling silent.

The Noxians struggled to launch attacks using bows and spears, but they couldn't harm the monster made entirely of stone.

Soon, after a fruitless effort, the Noxians finally retreated. They had charged forward with great momentum, only to slink back even faster.

The Winter's Claw and the Vastaya finally realized that the statue did not seem to intend to attack them.

"Quickly! Enter Omicaiaran!"

At Xayah's command, everyone cautiously passed by the stone statue that stood like a guardian deity—except perhaps Olaf, who was still observing it with great interest.

Seeing his men safe and sound, Herren breathed a sigh of relief.

He relinquished his transcendence, his figure vanished from the clouds, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already standing deep within Omicaiaran.

This is the characteristic of transcendence he discovered—he can freely choose the location where he returns to his original form, as long as it is within the line of sight of the Dharma form.

"Well done, Xiaoju! Come back~"

As soon as he landed, Herren heard a shout. When he turned around, he saw a strange figure, half human and half tree, standing upright, smiling gently and looking at Herren with interest.