The tops of the eight sanctuaries lit up with lights of different colors. They finally trembled and merged into one, soaring straight into the sky, breaking through the floating clouds thousands of miles away, and making a loud noise.

Buzz——!!

The entire Pangiya was instantly enveloped by a huge shadow.

It was a shadow, an extremely majestic, almost miraculous tree.

world Tree.

No matter old or young, no matter what they are doing, their minds all stop at this moment.

When you open the window, you will see the transparent reality and the mottled whirling.

A huge, thick, and vital tree is guided by eight magic towers and quickly spreads its branches and leaves on this magical continent.

In the Holy Land of Merlin, an extremely arrogant force spread out, and the brotherhood led by Hogg was caught off guard and swept away by this force. They looked at this magnificent and strange scene in disbelief, and they did not know that the fear on their faces was

, or something else...

In the imperial capital of the Vatican, everyone was in chaos because they discovered that hundreds of green plants had grown out of the solid road paved with stones!

They broke through the rock, climbed up people's houses, used their own branches to pierce the rubble made of magic, and spread wantonly amidst people's exclamations!

That is the endless vitality, the blessing that the World Tree appears to bring to people.

The power of the runes in the air became several times stronger, and water droplets composed of magic power condensed in broad daylight. They couldn't even be called water droplets, because if the magic power was ingested, it would turn into magic power to feed itself.

Because the followers of the Merlin Cult have the mark of the World Tree, they will not be shunned as intruders, and they receive more blessings.

Cheney, who had been kicked away before and was still bleeding from the top of her head when she was stuck in a tree, suddenly felt a ripple of blood rushing through her body.

Visible repairs, even the hair that was pulled out grew back.

"Well..." Cheney opened his cherry-colored eyes, moved his body, and fell from the tree.

She looked at the gradually restored Merlin Holy Land with mixed feelings in her heart.

All the surviving members of the Church of Merlin were rescued by the World Tree, and the buildings previously destroyed by the magic crystal cannon were also restored one by one.

It just so happened that right after Sheldon Marquez left, the World Tree had already been activated. Now Sheldon can't return to the Holy Land of Merlin, and he still has a little Merlin with him...

What a headache.

Cheney paused and rubbed her throbbing temples. As one of the consuls of the Four Demon Patterns, she still had some rights.

We can't think too much now. We should first instruct the remaining people to stabilize the situation.

Marshal Hogg stared blankly at the growing World Tree in front of him. He glanced at the troops around him in a panic and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that they were not seriously injured.

If they were completely wiped out, how should they explain to Charlie?

Hogg rubbed his blindfold, and the evil eyes on it slowly dissipated.

Three steps away from him was the barrier created by the World Tree.

He raised the magic gun and fired a shot at random. Sure enough, this evil thing bounced away what he shot.

"Your Majesty... you have given me a difficult problem..."

He looked at the shadows of the trees that could not be penetrated at a glance. The illusory canopy covered the sky, but the sunlight leaked through it. It was very strange.

Merlin Holy Land, Presbyterian Church.

Fregra had been killed, and there were only six people in the seven seats.

Three of them were so old that one couldn't help but wonder if they had fainted, because their eyes had lost all their light, leaving only dark pupils.

Cheney was also there.

"Cheney, we don't think there's anything wrong with what you did." A middle-aged man looked at Cheney's pursed lips and looked very disappointed, and couldn't help but offer words of comfort.

"Well..." Cheney shook his hair, "I freed his name, and it was out of necessity..."

"I know! I know..." An old man in the leader waved his hand impatiently, "Then this matter is over. I believe that Merlin will be well taken care of by Sheldon."

Next, the next thing they need to consider is where the Merlin Holy Land will go.

All of them knew that what they did was not something worthy of praise, and it was impossible for them to openly disclose all their actions to the world as they were accompanied by blood.

In the eyes of the public, they were just a group of pilots who studied magic, and now they have become the instigators of the assassination of the king...

How to do this......

Fregra has always been very radical and does whatever he says. He can’t blame others for being like this...

In the eyes of others, Avni is an amiable and approachable person. His turning a blind eye is already very tolerant, but Fregra doesn't think so.

Immediately afterwards, Avni's brother, Charlie, provided him with a plan, saying that as long as his brother was eliminated, legal and legitimate "research" activities could be provided for them...

This is indeed a very good plan, but all the Presbyterians except Fregra know that Charlie's words must be farts, so they are indifferent to it.

For what was committed this time, the Merlin Cult must either provide an explanation and seek peace with the government, or use the power of the World Tree to close themselves off and work behind closed doors.

With the Cambis Mountains at their back, they don't have to worry about not having experimental materials, but... they will be cut off from the purpose of conducting research.

A group of pioneers eventually turned into demon kings, attacking their own kind...

The Merlin Cult will eventually leave a mark in the history books.

Everyone in the Presbyterian Church seemed to have lost their energy, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

"Then, let's get straight to the point." A young man broke the stagnant spiral and sobered the old people's ears.

"The current situation is indeed not optimistic. All of us have been enclosed in this place."

"I guess the group of people from the Brotherhood should be guarding outside the shelter of the World Tree..."

"Anyway, it's impossible to fight hard."

"Indeed, we now... seem to have less than 40% of the people left. No matter how strong we are, there is nothing we can do."

The other four present were all warlocks with five magic lines, but they could not withstand the power of an entire legion. This was an ironclad fact.

The oldest one...

He is the only Six Magic Pattern Warlock in Yaris and is known as the "original old man".

Since his body has absorbed a large amount of rune power, his body is extremely fragile, just like a balloon filled with water that bursts when touched.

Although he can cast very powerful magic, he is easily killed by snipers, and he is already very old. The wrinkles on his face alone are worth all the trees in this mountain range.

Suddenly, there was a strange movement around the old man.

All the other people straightened their backs instantly and looked in front of the old man.

As the magic power circulated, the old man raised his hand, and fine lines flowed from his fingertips, hovering gracefully in the air.

[Remember to ask Merlin to come to the heart of the World Tree to get his wand after three years.]

Everyone present was stunned, their topics seemed to be different.

Cheney quickly responded: "Yes, yes!"

However, these golden words did not disappear, but twisted and transformed into another sentence.

[An unwinnable war, even if we have support, is just a waste of time. Remember our original intention.]

The World Tree is the World Tree.

Looking out the window, magic rain was already falling in the Holy Land of Merlin.

This may be the gift of World Tree to all of them...

Rumor has it that the World Tree is the ankle of Didamo.

The psychedelic mist shrouds, dyeing the Cambes Mountains in neon colors, adding a sense of eeriness and tranquility.

Since the trees in the Plum Grove Holy Land have basically been carved with patterns to control their growth, they are just spreading their branches and leaves wildly, and will not grow taller at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The turbulent flow of magic blasted by the crystal cannon was washed away silently in the gentle rain, turning into nutrients and flowing into the soil.

The eight sanctuaries are still standing, and the shining light from the tops of the towers is the medium through which the World Tree appears.

The huge green shadow had no emotion and just stayed quietly in the sky above Pangiya.

In the Palace of Portalona, ​​Charlie was holding the seat of the throne, looking bored and tapping the armrests of the throne with his hands, while his eyes were sternly looking at the huge and shocking shadow of the World Tree in the crystal mirror.
Chapter completed!