Chapter 452: World Tree Yggdrasil

Chapter 452 World Tree·Yuktrasil

The Elven King's Court,

Demogorgon looked up at the sky, and his eyes seemed to be able to travel through the world, and he could see the war of gods happening outside the world of Gaia.

The main gods of the elven pantheon were all blocked outside the world by Demogorgon's true body, and now they could no longer interfere with his arrangements in the Elven King's Court.

However, Demogorgon didn't have much time left.

As a demon prince, one of the most powerful beings in the Endless Abyss, Demogorgon was the top existence even among the gods with powerful divine power.

Except for a few beings such as the God of Dawn and the Father of Oak, he was not afraid of any enemy.

Naturally, he was stronger than the main god of the elves, Corellon.

But this did not mean that Demogorgon could face the siege of many powerful beings in the elven pantheon head-on.

This was Demogorgon, who was favored by the will of the Endless Abyss and had an extremely powerful body. Other beings of the same level would never do such a thing.

Even if Demogorgon personally stopped him, he could not hold on for too long.

This is the difference between the evil gods of the abyss and the gods of order!

Most of the gods in the Gaia world, except for a few, are attached to gods with powerful divine power to form different pantheons.

Most pantheons are divided by race, such as the elven pantheon, the dwarf pantheon, the orc pantheon, and so on.

The human pantheon is a relatively special existence, because there are three powerful divine beings, namely, Prince of Lies, Xirik, Mother Earth, and God of Dawn, Lashanda.

These three powerful divine beings, as well as countless medium and weak divine beings, together form the most powerful pantheon in the Pantheon, and humans have become the most powerful race in the Gaia world.

However, the human pantheon is not a monolithic entity, and there are great differences between the three powerful divine beings in the human camp.

The camp tends to be the lawful and good God of Dawn, Lashanda, and is on good terms with the neutral and kind Mother Earth, Lashanda.

However, although Cyric of the chaotic evil camp is also a god of the human camp, he hates Lathander very much. It is said that the two were once rivals before they ignited the divine fire and became gods.

Even though countless years have passed and both have become great beings at the level of powerful gods, the contradiction between them has not been eliminated but has become more intense.

Cyric is a narrow-minded, self-centered, and extremely extreme god. He believes that he is superior to all gods, so he does not have any god allies. Although he pretends to cooperate with some gods from time to time, this is just one of the conspiracies to fabricate lies to achieve his ultimate goal.

Those gods who are attached to him are more like servants of Cyric than his subordinate gods.

However, it is precisely for this reason that the contradiction between Cyric and the evil gods of the abyss is also extremely intense, and there is no possibility of cooperation between the two sides.

The relationship between the evil gods of the abyss is even worse than the relationship between the three powerful gods of the human camp.

Except for subordinates, the evil gods of the abyss rarely have the possibility of cooperation.

One reason is that even if they become gods, they do not have much rationality, and are often driven by the abyss consciousness and demonic nature. Existences like the demon prince Demogorgon are extremely rare among the evil gods of the abyss.

Another reason is that the evil gods of the abyss are completely hostile to each other.

This relationship is somewhat similar to the situation where gods compete for powerful priesthoods, and what they compete for is the favor of the abyss consciousness.

The more favors you have from the abyss consciousness, the stronger the abyss power you can mobilize.

As the most powerful evil god of the abyss, the demon prince Demogorgon is naturally one of the few who has received the most attention from the abyss will.

Not to mention cooperating with Demogorgon to fight against the elven gods, other evil gods of the abyss hope that Demogorgon will die at the hands of the elven gods so that they can compete for more favors from the abyss consciousness.

As for Demogorgon himself, he does have several god-level subordinates, but their strength is weaker and it is impossible for them to intervene in the war between him and Corellon.

Moreover, Demogorgon had other arrangements for his subordinates, which could be of greater use.

Withdrawing his gaze, Demogorgon looked at the Elf King's Court, Drano City, under his feet.

Below him, the Elf King's Court, which was once glorious and brilliant, was now completely covered by a foul and surging sea of ​​blood. The tumors clinging to the buildings were twisting unscrupulously. Compared with when Li Si left, they had almost completely spread out, and were about to engulf all the buildings in the Elf King's Court.

However, between this foul sea of ​​blood and the disgusting tumors, the tower of the Ilisel family was not polluted at all, and still exuded a golden color, but this golden light was somewhat ominous.

Demogorgon fell from mid-air and stood in the center of the Elf King's Court.

Under his feet was the World Tree Altar, which had experienced tens of millions of years of wind and rain.

At this moment, the World Tree Altar, which was originally full of traces of time, had completely turned into a deep blood color.

The dark red blood was like a poisonous snake in the dark night, and together with the extremely strong breath of the abyss, it silently corroded the holy land of the elves. Resentment and despair were intertwined into invisible chains, entangled between the altar bricks, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of rust and decay, which was suffocating.

As time went by, the entire World Tree Altar was also polluted by the breath of the abyss. This breath was icy and piercing, carrying the wailing and curse from the endless abyss. It eroded every inch of the altar, making the once sacred and inviolable place gradually become cold and twisted.

The faint emerald green light on the altar gradually dissipated, replaced by an ominous gray-black.

The originally smooth and natural lines on the altar also began to become twisted and hideous, as if countless invisible hands were scratching on its surface, trying to drag it into the endless darkness.

The phantom of the elf who was originally singing happily has disappeared, replaced by bursts of shrill wails, echoing in the empty and desperate air.

Demogorgon watched everything happening in front of him quietly, standing there expressionlessly, as if waiting for something.

After a while, right in front of Demogorgon, the surging sea of ​​blood finally swallowed up the last clean green natural light of the World Tree Altar, and the entire World Tree Altar completely became part of the sea of ​​blood.

Demogorgon did not move, but under his control, the blood sea that spread throughout the Elf King's Court turned into a trickle, and then quickly gathered into a river, rushing towards the World Tree Altar in the center of the city.

As the elves' blood gathered, its color also changed quietly. From the initial scarlet, it gradually became deeper, as if all the evil and chaotic forces were absorbed into it, and finally turned into the deepest darkness.

All the blood flashed with strange light under the cover of the abyss, intertwined and entangled on the altar, forming a series of heart-pounding twisted patterns.

Constantly wriggling, changing, and constantly penetrating into the depths of the World Tree Altar.

When the blood sea that spread throughout the Elf King's Court gathered in the World Tree Altar and disappeared in the altar.

Crack~

Crack~

On the altar, the stone bricks that were originally extremely solid and had been baptized by countless years seemed to bear unimaginable weight and pressure at this moment, and began to make subtle but clear cracking sounds.

Boom!

These sounds were initially like tiny thunders in the distance, and gradually gathered into a deafening roar.

The gaps between the stone bricks began to expand, and the cracks spread rapidly like a spider web, cutting the entire surface of the altar into pieces.

With a loud bang, large pieces of stone bricks that had completely turned into evil black broke apart, carrying the dust of years and traces of history, and fell to the bottom of the altar.

As the World Tree Altar collapsed, an unprecedented energy wave suddenly erupted from the center, and the stone bricks flew in all directions with a roar, like the violent vibration of the collapse of the mountains, making the whole city tremble.

And at the foot of Demogorgon, where the World Tree Altar originally existed, with the disappearance of the altar, it was not the ground that appeared, but a jaw-dropping deep space channel.

This channel seemed to be a portal to an unknown place, with an area much larger than the previous altar. While slowly expanding, it swallowed up many elven buildings around the altar, and the depths of the black hole revealed a mysterious and seductive atmosphere.

When he saw this space passage, Demogorgon finally showed a smile on his calm face.

Then, not far behind Demogorgon, the golden light on the tower of the Ilisel family became more and more dazzling.

The golden light slowly peeled off from the tower, slowly turned into a flowing golden river and fell into Demogorgon's hand, leaving only the khaki tower body still standing there.

Demogorgon gently raised his right hand, and all the golden light fell into the golden round bead that suddenly appeared in his hand.

This round bead exudes the warm and brilliant power of the sun, with a hint of sweet and fishy smell.

"With these sun elf bloodlines, it should be almost done."

Demogorgon looked at the sun elf bloodlines extracted from the bodies of Ilisel family members in his hand and nodded slightly.

It really took him a lot of effort to deal with these legendary sun elves in the Elf King's Court. The biggest trouble was to plan in advance to let those elf legends fall into the saltwater swamp on the 88th floor of the Endless Abyss through the Demon Gate.

That is his base camp, and in a sense, his kingdom of God.

Once you enter there, let alone the legend of the elves, even the gods can't escape Demogorgon's control. There are countless gods and abyss lords who have fallen there over the years.

Demogorgon threw the golden bead in his hand lightly, and it fell into the space channel under his feet.

When the golden bead was completely swallowed by the darkness in the space channel, a terrifying power burst out from Demogorgon's body, and the pure divine power without any abyss breath flowed out from Demogorgon's body and fell into the space channel.

Such a terrifying divine power even exceeded the total power of those gods with weak divine power, but Demogorgon's face did not change at all.

At this moment, a golden light exploded from the darkness of the space channel, instantly covering the entire space channel.

When the dazzling golden light gradually faded, a strange scene appeared in the space channel.

The previous darkness and nothingness disappeared, and what appeared in the space channel was a dazzling dream space.

Countless streams of light flowed leisurely in the space, soft and not dazzling, exuding a warm and peaceful power, as if they could wash away all the dust and filth in the world. They seemed to be endowed with life, sometimes interweaving into a gorgeous rainbow bridge, and sometimes turning into a galaxy pouring down, as magical as a dream.

In the deepest part of this dreamy space, the outline of a towering tree can be vaguely seen.

This tree looks very ordinary, without gorgeous branches and leaves, nor gorgeous flowers, but it is this simplicity that makes it look more solemn and tall. Its trunk is thick, as if it can bear the weight of the whole world; its roots are deeply rooted in this space, closely connected with the surrounding streams of light, as if it is the support and core of the entire space.

The size of the world tree exceeds all imagination. The surface of the extremely thick trunk is covered with mottled traces left by the years, and every crack seems to tell an ancient and long story. The luxuriant branches cover the sky like a giant umbrella, and the mottled light and shadows are intertwined among the leaves, adding a bit of mystery and fantasy to this quiet and solemn scene.

Just looking at this towering tree, time seems to slow down, space loses its boundaries, and everything seems so harmonious and perfect. It transcends matter and restraint, and only exists in the purest place in the deepest part of the world.

"World Tree Yggdrasil!"

Demogorgon muttered to himself as he looked at the giant tree standing quietly in the infinite space, with a smile on his lips, which was slowly expanding.

This is the most critical part of his plan for countless years, and he has spent a lot of energy on it.

Apart from anything else, just secretly replacing the identity of Pompey Irishel, the patriarch of the Irishel family, is extremely troublesome.

This is different from the incarnation of the king of the Dillon Kingdom that Li Si met. Pompey's identity is extremely critical and can directly attract the attention of the elf gods.

This series of plans cost Demogorgon a great price, but now it is all worth it.

Demogorgon looked at the World Tree in the space. Although this space channel could not last for too long, he did not intend to enter directly.

After the World Tree Yggdrasil disappeared from the Gaia World, it existed in the World Heart of the Gaia World. It was the most core and critical place in the Gaia World and also the place where most of the power of the Gaia World was contained.

Those colorful lights were equivalent to the embodiment of the power of the root world.

As the most powerful world, the World Heart of the Gaia World was not a place where living beings could set foot. Even gods were the same. If they entered easily, they would only be torn apart by the violent world power.

Since he chose to open this space channel, Demogorgon knew very well what that space represented.

Demogorgon did not move, but the demon gate behind him leading to the 88th layer of the saltwater swamp in the endless abyss suddenly began to vibrate and began to expand outward continuously.

Through the abyss gate, you can vaguely see that in the harsh saltwater swamp, a huge and twisted terrifying worm seemed to have predicted something wrong and was struggling frantically.

"Demogorgon, what do you want to do!"

Demogorgon smiled slightly, but his voice traveled through another world.

"Nothing, Angudek, I just want you to do me a favor."

"A powerful Abyss Lord, is it enough to pollute the World Tree with the breath of the Abyss?"