World Tree Host's Wandering Digital Project

Baalzebub looked at the majestic Susanoomon and began to waver.

Suddenly, a premonition flashed through my mind, and a figure exactly like me broke through the obstruction of cherry blossoms and slashed towards me.

"Doll? Why?"

Baalzebul dodged the fatal blow and looked at the puppet he had made with his own hands in disbelief.

"I can sense that you have betrayed the 'eternity' you once pursued. You once gave me an order to destroy everything that would hinder 'eternity'."

General Raiden swung his blade at his master with a blank expression.

When Baalzebub heard her say this, he was stunned for a moment, gritted his teeth, and used "Dream Heart" to swing the blade.

After several clashes, the sound of hammering iron rang out. Baalzebul realized that the puppet in front of him was exactly the immature self in the past. Her martial arts, thoughts, and energy were exactly the same. She was "eternally" still, not changing, and stayed where she was. Now, he had to get rid of her completely!

My sister is still waiting for me, how can I be bound by the past?!

The cherry blossoms gathered around him again, and the crackling sound of lightning seemed to be his sister applauding him. Baalzebub reaffirmed his faith, and at the same time, another idea took root.

Before Baalzeb and the Thunder General collided again, a golden thunder dragon suddenly dropped from the sky and bit the Thunder General, who looked exactly like Baalzeb, while roaring. Baalzeb saw with his own eyes that the puppet, who was almost the same as himself in the past, was charred by electricity by the thunder dragon's bite.

Chapter 122 122. Thunder God's Authority

Baalzebub watched as the charred doll fell to the ground, dying.

"What a waste of time. I'll leave the final blow to you."

'Since the opponent's power is so strong, then... it should be... possible... probably... maybe there is no need to lie to myself.'

The puppet's body was still struggling, and Baalzebub walked forward with a complicated expression.

"Goodbye, my past, and... my cowardice..."

Whispering a mourning for his own stubborn past, Baalzebul put an end to the immature mistakes he had made in the past.

"I can revive your sister, but I want the position of 'ruler'."

The host took the initiative to speak in response to Baalzebub's wavering gaze.

There's really nothing I can analyze with what I have at hand, and there's no sign of special permissions. Now is not the Demon War period, so I don't know if I can gain permissions by defeating her.

It would be better to just let her hand it over voluntarily. Besides, Bal's data is also valuable.

"...As long as you can revive my sister, I can give you anything."

Baalzebub finally made up his mind. The wish to revive his sister overwhelmed all other thoughts. What "worldly ruler" and "thunder general"? The two sisters lived a good life in the past. If it weren't for the position of Thunder God, his sister would not have died.

The host didn't know how deep Baalzebub's obsession was. This was the first time he had done such a thing.

Mobilizing Susanoomon's power to recreate the world in the void, he collected the remaining data of Baal in the Divine Cherry Tree and the 'Eternal Paradise', and gave it the power of 'regeneration'. Slowly, the shadow of an egg appeared under the Divine Cherry Tree.

'I knew it...

The host looked at the purple-pink digital egg that appeared with some toothache.

"this is?"

Baalzebub pointed at the egg that appeared out of nowhere, seemed to understand something, and walked forward to pick it up carefully.

"...Wait a minute, it's not over yet."

Although she might have understood something wrong, it didn't matter. The host increased its energy input, and the digital egg in Baalzebub's arms began to emit white light.

Baalzebub felt his arms sink, the white light faded, and a familiar face came into view.

Bal felt like he was dreaming. Hundreds of years ago, he died in battle in response to the call of heaven. His sister locked himself up, and he watched his sister in a half-asleep and half-awake state for hundreds of years.

Under the oppression of foreign enemies, he successfully handed over his last strength to his sister and thought he could leave with peace of mind.

In the darkness after death, Baal felt himself being enveloped by light and floating up. He found himself in a strange place, in the hands of a giant dog-headed man, who respectfully handed him over to a demon with a big mouth all over his body.

Then he was thrown out.

Returning to darkness again, Bal felt the power returning to his body. The squeezing feeling around him became stronger and stronger, and finally it seemed as if something was squeezed and broken.

When I opened my eyes again, I was sitting in my sister's arms, with a look of shock on her face.

"Am I...resurrected?"

I don't know what happened, but it seems like someone rescued me.

Bal patted his sister who was hugging him tightly to let her relax. He was a little out of breath and tried to recall everything that happened after he turned into the sacred cherry tree.

Baalzebub hugged his sister's soft body tightly, ignoring her complaints. It was no longer the slightly illusory phantom, but a real living body.

Baal felt his sister trembling in his arms, smiled gently, put aside the things he couldn't understand, stroked Baalzeb's back, and cherished the emotion that welled up in him at the reunion.

The host stood aside and watched the reunion of the two sisters after hundreds of years. The scanning program was running at full speed, and its deep blue eyes saw the two women clearly inside and out.

After so many years as the World Tree host, are the emotions of past humans still there? Is it the soul that is still influencing me, or is it just a simulation by a super high-performance program?

The host was boredly searching through the massive amount of data and suddenly became confused about his own status. He used to be a good law-abiding citizen but now he sees human life as just a number. In the past, when he saw two beautiful sisters who looked exactly the same but had different styles hugging each other, he would at least sigh and look for a hero to appear.

Now I am calm, like watching two puppets. There seems to be a switch in my mind that can control my emotions.

Forget it, these are just boring questions.'

After all these years, what can I do? Profound and boring philosophical questions are not suitable for computers to handle.

The host stopped to think philosophically, discovered the problem in the data, and expanded the scanning range to include the entire "Eternal Paradise".

Susanoomon found the problem. Because Thor was a twin, all the authority was split, half on Baalzebub and half on Baal. Baal died, but her consciousness still remained in the "Eternal Paradise", and this half of the authority was split again.

One part disappeared with Baal's body, and the other half remained in the 'Eternal Paradise' with his consciousness.

These permissions are torn into three parts, and they will not work at all if they are not put together completely. No wonder I overlooked them.

“Ahem, it’s time to pay the bill, Baalzebub.

She coughed lightly to remind the sisters who were still hugging each other.

Baalzebub stood up, but his hand was still holding the corner of Baal's clothes, as if he was afraid that his sister would disappear again.

The three people's eyes were distorted, and they left the paradise and returned to the forest.

"ah!"

Bal was still observing the surroundings, trying to see what changes had taken place in Inazuma after hundreds of years, when her sister suddenly pounced on her from behind, scaring her.

"It's true..."

Bal, who wanted to scold his sister for being so reckless, softened his heart and clenched his hands around his abdomen.

"Well, it's been hundreds of years, and you're still so reckless. Don't keep me waiting any longer."

Even if she didn't see the whole process, but when she was so smart, when she heard what Susanoomon said, how could she not realize that she was able to be resurrected because of the person in front of her.

I don’t know what Baalzebub has paid, but he can let her live or die. Besides, her silly sister has been beaten so badly, so it’s better not to provoke him.

Of course, if someone insulted the two sisters, she would bite off a piece of flesh from the other person even if she died.

However, looking into the other party's eyes, which contained both sacred and destructive temperament, Baal believed that the other party should not be a despicable person who took pleasure in humiliating his enemies.

After making sure that his sister was still there and alive, Baalzebub took a deep breath of his sister's scent, reluctantly let go of her hand, and put his hand into his chest. This time he didn't draw his sword, but took out a magnificent and exquisite object.

Baalzebub threw it to Susanoomon without any reluctance, then turned around and hugged his sister.

"I don't know how to give you Thor's authority. Just tell me what you need me to do."

A muffled voice came from Baalzebub, who buried her face in her sister's arms. She now just wanted to go home quickly, call the Eightfold God Child, and celebrate properly.

Chapter 123 123. The Mighty King Kong Martial God

I don't know how to give her the position of [Worldly Ruler], which she obtained by defeating all enemies, and it was just a matter of justice.

But now she was completely defeated, the Heart of God was handed over to the other party, but the Heavenly Principle was nowhere to be found, and she didn't know how to transfer it.

"No need, just stay still."

Two bands of light extended from Susanoomon's wrist armor, surrounding the Thunder God sisters and Dream Isshin.

The two could feel something splitting and flowing out.

A large amount of data was copied from the bodies of the Thor sisters in a dimension that they could not see, and transferred into the light band.

After all, permissions are a hack. Even though the Digimon with permissions are all top-level masters, there is no way to get them by scanning data. The safest way is to copy and paste.

On the other side, Susanoomon, who was receiving the data, found something wrong again. The permissions he copied and spliced ​​from Thundergod could not be activated at all, as if something was missing.

Retracting the light belt, Susanoomon signaled the two women

"It's all right for now, go check on your soldiers."

Just as Baalzebub was about to leave, he remembered something and pulled his sister. Baal was stunned for a moment before he realized what his sister meant.

"Well, there's really nothing we can do about you."

Baal followed Susanoomon to the battlefield, and Baalzeb once again dived into the 'Dream of Oneness', just like the state they had when they worked together to rule Inazuma in the past.

On the battlefield of Himiki Village, the sky had cleared up and Inazuma's soldiers were dejected with their hands tied.

Some people even had a piece of rag stuffed in their mouths to prevent those whose faith had collapsed from committing suicide.

Noticing the arrival of the two lords, Takemiya Raimon and Ravenmon came forward to greet them, and those Inazuma soldiers who still held out a glimmer of hope saw General Raiden walking behind with disheveled clothes, and they immediately burst into tears.

On the way here, Bal had already listened to his sister's narration. In short, after her death, Oropus died, the Sea Island surrendered, and they developed peacefully for hundreds of years. Now, due to the disappearance of Tenri, the Kingdom of Winter sent spies to instigate the "Eye Hunting Order" and the "Isolated Country Order". Before anything could happen, Susanoomon

Just called me.

"My Lord, all the enemies have been captured."

"Um"

Jianyu Leishou calmly reported the victory to his lord. In his opinion, this level was not even as good as the fight between the two tribes in the forest in front of the entrance to the safe zone.

"Everyone, I have been defeated by this Susanoo. I was impressed by his powerful strength and noble virtues, and voluntarily gave up the position of [Mortal Ruler]. Now he is the second General of Thunder, and I will assist him as a subordinate god."

Over there, Bal had already walked up to the soldiers, announcing his defeat and giving up his throne.

"Impossible!! You fake!!!"

Before the soldiers could react, Kujo Sara struggled and screamed desperately from the platform, scaring the stunned Goro and Fengyuan, who hurriedly held her down to prevent her from falling.

"Let me go! You fake one! What did you do to the real general!!!"

Since Kujo was now covered in wounds and struggling violently, Goro and Fengyuan were unable to hold her down and could only let her scream and shout.

Fengyuan's eyes were already wandering on the rag beside her. No matter whether she was the real General Thunder or not, if she continued like this, it was unknown whether her group would be killed by the angry opponent.

As a ronin, Fengyuan doesn't care that much about his face.

"Let her go."

Bal walked past the soldiers one by one, faced their suspicious eyes, and came in front of Kujo Sara, signaling Goro and Fengyuan to let her go.

"Fake! Where is the general?"

Still gritting his teeth, Kujo Sara met the identical eyes of Baal and General Raiden.

Even though the opponent looked almost exactly like General Raiden, Kujo Sara still spotted the flaw at a glance: the general had the teardrop mole at the corner of his eye, but the fake one did not.

Baal released his own aura, although it was not as strong as his sister's, but that was compared with the demon god. It was no problem to suppress mortals, and the auras of the two were no different.

Feeling the familiar breath and purple lightning, as well as some reactions from the thunder-attributed divine eyes, the soldiers around them dispelled their doubts and turned to think about what the general had said at the beginning.

"Have we submitted to the Susanoo just now? That means... those powerful warriors have become our comrades?"

The reaction of the Eye of God and the familiar aura made Goro and Kaedehara feel relieved, but Kujo Sara widened his eyes in disbelief.

"How is this possible?! My Lord General?!"

Kujo Sara could swear on his life that the woman in front of him was definitely not the General, but she could actually make the Eye of the Thunder Elemental God react, and her aura was exactly the same as that of the General.

A very nice girl, worth training.'

Baal glanced at the distraught Kujo Sara with approval. He didn't expect that there were still people so loyal to Baalzeb in this era.

He returned to Susanoomon and faced Susanoomon's scrutinizing gaze.

"We are defeated. Now you are the [Mortal Ruler]. Since you are the 'ruler', you must have a place. This place of Inazuma is also handed over to you. I wonder if the general can take us two weak women in."

Bal tied her hair and smiled brightly at Susanoomon. Her beautiful smile made the sun in the sky pale in comparison. Her messy clothes made her even more charming (actually, she had done it herself on the way).

For some reason, the permissions that the host had been unable to operate before suddenly moved after Bal announced his resignation. The host who noticed it understood that it really had to be in power to use it.