The world of Lost World is, after all, a world where strength is valued. Pursuing the natural way of neutrality does not mean that they will give up the pursuit of power. To protect the neutral position, one must have stronger strength to cope with the pressure from good and evil at the same time.
Because people who insist on different positions only have friends and enemies in their eyes, and no one who can stay out of the matter is allowed. In other words, they will actively seek such people to join their camp, whether through threats or inducements.
Leaving the cruel world protected by the World Tree, the wood elves are no strangers. No one is willing to stay under the protective umbrella all his life and not go out to have a try; but except for those who die outside, there is no one who will not come back. Therefore, the power of the World Tree is the common pursuit of all wood elves. After all, this is their home, the last place that can withstand most pressure from the outside world and protect themselves.
The advancement of World Tree's strength is something that all wood elves dare not imagine. This is something that has never happened since magic towers spread all over the land and the war between the World Trees was forced to stop.
Just like Lin's previous guess, the advancement of the World Tree is the growth of the tree body towards a higher dimension. And with so much energy required to break through the dimensional quadrant, the movement cannot be small.
On this day, I plan to exert my strength and break through the quadrant. From the preparation stage, there was a deep rumbling sound within the range covered by the World Tree. When the wood elves noticed something strange, and the source came from the tribe's holy land, the location of the World Tree, they gathered almost immediately.
Because Waldwo was promoted in that dark age thousands of years ago. The situation at that time was passed down by word of mouth. Old men among the wood elves had heard their elders tell the story when they were young. It was like the roar of an angry dragon before it showed its claws, and the scene that followed was like the sky falling apart.
Everything in front of me was like the prelude to the scenes that my ancestors told me would never happen again. But is it possible?
The Lord of the Forest was nowhere to be found. Only two magicians from the human world stood under the World Tree and looked up. Some of the more radical wood elves didn't even ask, and planned to capture the two of them directly and then ask what happened.
However, in their eyes, things that should be within reach seem to be impossible. The legs that can easily run in the forest and jump over cliffs and streams are the same as usual. But no matter how hard I ran, the distance didn't shorten by half a minute.
Is this an illusion? Or a magic trap?
The wood elves, who were shocked to realize that they were in some kind of predicament, shouted wildly. But standing not far in front of him, he couldn't get close, and the two people he couldn't touch seemed to have not heard and kept their original posture.
Suddenly the low humming stopped, and everyone seemed to be pulled by countless people, unable to stand firmly, and their hands and feet were swaying. Some people even floated up and floated in mid-air. They could only move their limbs like they were swimming, but they couldn't move even half an inch.
All the branches of the World Tree began to sway, and the hanging air roots trembled and swayed. There were bursts of noisy noises. The rumble that had subsided started again, and this time it sounded louder and louder.
Just when the sound of the gun shot straight into the chest was about to be loud enough to make people cough up blood, there was a sudden silence. The whole world seemed to be frozen. Nothing could move, but everyone's consciousness was still there. Very clear.
Although his eyes could not move, everything in his field of vision was frozen. Even the wind stopped, and the grass that was pressed down and the air roots that were blown away all remained at the moment before it stopped.
The moment of freezing may be short; but being in it feels like living in this predicament for a lifetime. When everyone was caught off guard, the entire world began to disintegrate piece by piece like a large piece of glass, revealing what was behind the disintegrating space.
Every small piece of disintegrated space will reveal a strange, yet different world from reality. Some have sun and land, but they are also full of different colors. Some things have nothing at all and are just filled with a riot of colour. There are even some figures that should not be seen or described.
The most troublesome thing is that there is no unity or pattern to these fragments. Sometimes two fragments should point to the same world, but the two fragments may be separated by a considerable distance. There are more pictures that have nothing to do with each other, being forcibly spliced together.
Moreover, staring at these things that should not appear in this world, with the strength of the wood elves gathered here, they are still uncontrollably invaded by crazy thoughts. At this moment when they need help the most, the sacred power that should protect their souls has no response no matter how they call. This also makes the only thought they can fight against madness now, only despair...
Just before most of the wood elves were ready to give up their mental defenses and let madness dominate them, that incredible scene happened! The World Tree, which was already towering into the sky, has grown a lot taller again. Like breaking through the world, the tree crown broke through the spatial limitations and reached into another place that the wood elves did not understand.
In an instant, a terrifying surge of energy swept over, and the World Tree began to turn yellow from the end, and the area covered by the ridges shrank at the same time. A terrifying crack appeared on the main trunk, extending from top to bottom, as if the tree was about to be cut in half.
At the same time, voices calling for help sounded in the hearts of all the wood elves. That was the cry of their beloved mother and worshiped forest lord, Waldvor, in the spiritual connection.
Lend your power... share the almost-destructive energy... It's just one step away... It's just such a small step...
With little thought, the wood elves of the Waldvor tribe opened up everything in body, mind, and soul, choosing to live with their mother or die with them.
Waldwall, who found an outlet for the surge of energy in his body, did not vent the excess energy in one go. Instead, a very small part of the computing power was allocated to determine the upper limit of the endurance of each individual Wood Elf, and then the huge and uncontrollable destructive energy was thrown onto them.
However, damage is still unavoidable. Without the ability to mobilize more computing power, the misjudged wood elf can only face the fate of being filled with too much energy. That was when the flesh and blood all over his body exploded out of thin air, and no real bones remained.
But... it's still not enough!
The crack that ran through the main trunk of the tree was originally just on the outer bark, but it eroded inwards along with the growth rings. The moment Waldvor reaches the heart of the World Tree, he will die.
'Looks like you need help, kid. '
Demon King Fenettikal pressed her hand on the cracked tree, and instantly the stunning skin seemed to be impacted, turning into little bits of ashes and flying backwards. But the golden skeleton was motionless, and the blue soul flame was beating in the eye holes.
Patterns similar to the appearance of the World Tree started from the palms and spread to the whole body. Different from the energy of power, baptizing the bones with perfect proportions of eight kinds of power, pushing her to an unknown realm again.
After she gave up her human identity and transformed into a lich, Fenyou once again transcended the life level of a lich. Liches in Lost Lands also need phylacteries to protect their souls. But in order to fight against the gods, Fen's ascension allowed her to get rid of the weakness of the phylactery and become a lich that was no longer a lich. At this time, she couldn't even think of how to kill herself.
Now another change is coming, once again impacting the foundation of the original life level. What it will become, I don’t know. But Fen spent some time thinking that maybe if he let go of the inflow of energy, he would die. Ushering in real death, does this count as getting what you want? However, this thought was instantly replaced by shock.
Because of the connection with that energy, Fen 'sees' the energy and understands its source. That was the energy surge caused by the energy gap between the two sides after the world barriers of different dimensions were broken through.
If it was just a simple impact, it would be easy to deal with. The most terrifying thing is that this is an exchange of energy between two different worlds. The fusion of energy of different properties is not as simple as 1+. Some are destroyed, some are fused, some are superimposed, and some are transformed in nature. From a physical perspective, a large amount of entropy is generated and impacts all individuals.
Of course, the bulk of this surge of energy was absorbed by the World Tree. The person who suffered the second most was not himself, but the man who sat on the ground with his legs crossed when the World Tree began to break through the quadrant.
If the energy surge brought by another dimension forms the largest vortex at the crown of the World Tree, then the second largest vortex will be at the top of Lin's head. What's connected to him is a relatively thick stream at best; what's connected to other wood elves is even worse. It just looked like the line I used for infusion when I was doing biological experiments.
At the Dream Magic Tower, the man who was urgently pulled into the dream watched the world change. Originally, apart from the magic tower, there were only countless light spots forming a starry sky-like environment. Now it is full of meteors, carrying tail flames, flying towards the magic tower.
Lin came to the two avatars who were sweating and holding up a protective shield, and asked: "What is going on?"
"It's not very clear. I just know that the starry sky, which was originally used as a defensive function, has been transformed into self-destructive energy. If we don't find a way to guide or vent it, everything here will be destroyed. Compared with it, we are too fragile." Feizhai incarnation It was as if he knew the situation was serious and rarely said nonsense.
Lin Zai asked: "What about now? Isn't this our dream? We should be in charge of everything."
The second incarnation also did not care about maintaining a cold image and said anxiously: "They are also part of the dream. No matter how they are changed, the core part will not change. But now their situation is that the basic energy of their composition has expanded. To the extent that it is difficult to control, this is not something we can change however we want. I have lengthened the distance for them to arrive, but I cannot expand the boundaries of dreams without limit, which means they will arrive sooner or later. And what’s worse is that their energy is still expanding. No one knows what will happen if this continues.”
