Game of the World Tree
chapter-390

Suddenly, an ethereal hymn played softly, filling the air with a serene, haunting melody.

At the same time, countless small green orbs of light appeared one after another, illuminating the dark underground world as traces of life blossomed in vibrant splendor wherever these orbs touched.

Every injured soldier of the Hermetic Alliance on the battlefield was astonished to find their wounds rapidly healing.

Meanwhile on the ground, countless flowers and green grasses, which usually only grew aboveground, all began to flourish rapidly.

These flora and fauna kept continuing to grow as their petals fluttered and vines intertwined, before eventually coalescing into a graceful figure hovering in mid-air.

This newcomer has the body outline reminiscent of an elf.

Whilst dressed in a sacred gown made of flowers and vines, she held a scepter that glowed with boundless lifeforce in her right hand.

A golden, holy light wholly enveloped her entire body, casting a radiant glow throughout the whole underground.

She stood there, with her face obscured and only her waist-length platinum hair gently swaying with the divine power.

Compared to the other demigod beings present, her body was the size of a normal elf, appearing small.

Yet, make no mistake: she contained terrifying power.

The moment she appeared, everyone felt the chaotic mana in the air, caused by the presence of several demigods, suddenly calm down.

—This only meant one thing.

Her rank and power directly suppressed all other beings present!

But this was only the beginning.

The elven deity suddenly raised her left hand, and a crimson light swiftly appeared as this crimson light transformed into a particle beam, shooting directly at the shadow dragon.

Darkness’s expression changed dramatically.

He roared, hastily using his divine power to resist, and flapped his massive bat-like wings to try and evade.

However, the beam moved even faster.

It seemed to target Darkness specifically, persistently pursuing him regardless of his efforts, piercing his defenses almost instantly and entering his body.

Then, as this crimson beam entered his body, the shadow dragon’s aura quickly began to plummet.

His strength fell from the peak of demigod rank, to intermediate, then further down to legendary-rank, before finally stopping when it reached the golden-rank.

In an instant, this seasoned veteran demigod shadow dragon was instantly reduced in rank!

As Darkness fell from the sky, several vines suddenly burst from the ground, imprisoning him and dragging him deep down into the earth below amidst his desperate roars…

And just like that, the battlefield quickly lost one demigod.

Silence.

An eerie silence permeated the whole underground.

For a moment, both Plague Lord Ares and the Seventh Demon Lord Azazel showed a look of solemnity at the same time, as if facing a formidable enemy.

However in response to their apprehension, the elven figure merely smiled slightly at them, as if having done something trivial.

“Now, it’s two against two.”

She said softly as her voice resonated like a gentle melody, wrapping around listeners with an otherworldly charm that stirred a deep sense of affection within them.

But to the two evil gods, it sent a chill down their spines.

At that moment, a thought occurred to both of them:

—If the crimson beam had been aimed at them, could they have avoided it?

The answer is probably uncertain, and it is even likely to be negative!

“Withering Heart! That’s a real divine artifact…Withering Heart!”

Azazel said in a serious voice.

He stared intently at the mythical figure who had been called Evé by the demon wolf Fenrir, his eyes filled with fear.

It was only then that the elves and the two opposing alliances on the ground, who had witnessed the entire process, realized what had happened.

“E-Eve? The Goddess of Life, Eve?”

The Dark Dwarf Firebeard stood frozen, as his gaze locked on the female holy figure hovering in the sky.

He tried opening his mouth as if to say something, but then simply turned to look at the elven commander Li Mu beside him, finding him equally shocked as he gazed at their elven goddess in the sky…

Sensing the gaze of others, Li Mu slightly turned his head.

At this moment, he finally noticed the elderly dwarf’s gaze upon him.

Immediately, Li Mu tried to clear his throat and, whilst mimicking the reverence shown by the Elven NPCs in his memory when facing the goddess, uttered with respect,

“It’s actually the goddess herself! I never expected her to intervene personally! Praise the goddess!”

Firebeard: “…”

Goddess of Life… Evé!

Suddenly, those who heard of certain rumors about the elves realized the identity of this elven mythical being in the sky.

At the same time, cheers rang out from the elves.

Accompanied by a tsunami-like roar, endless praises erupted in waves, as chants of “Long live the goddess!” and “Praise the goddess!” echoed through the air one after another.

The commotion caught Plague Lord Ares’s attention, as his expression shifted into one of utmost seriousness.

“Goddess of Life? The successor to the divinity of the World Tree, Yggdrasil?”

Then, he scrutinized Evé from head to toe, with his gaze particularly lingering on the Scepter of Life in her hand before speaking in a deep voice:

“I didn’t expect… someone would actually obtain the Divinity of life and nature ahead of time, and even find the Scepter of Life!”

“Was it the workings of Hela, perhaps? In this world, if anyone could strip the World Tree of its divinity, then it would only be her… It seems you are her real trump card.”

“A substantial form, with a pure aura…I didn’t expect you to be here in person with your true body!”

A true god!

This was the true body of a deity!

Only a deity in their true body could bring forth such a profound feeling!

Of course, upon seeing the Scepter of Life in her hand, Ares considered the possibility that she might have also used it to create a substitute body, perhaps just an incarnation.

But then he reconsidered, thinking it unnecessary for her to do so…

The power she displayed far exceeded that of ordinary demigods, matching Ares’s understanding:

This was a newly ascended deity, not yet fully in control of her power!

This also aligned with everyone’s knowledge.

If this level of power were merely an incarnation, then her true form would need to be at least of minor divine power.

For a newly ascended god, even with a high potential divinity, it was impossible to ascend that quickly.

Of course, if he had spoken with a deity recently defeated in a war of faith, then perhaps he might have thought differently.

Alas, there are no what-ifs in this world.

After confirming Eve’s identity, Plague Lord Ares suppressed his apprehension.

Instead, he looked at the Seventh Demon Azazel, who was staring intently at the Scepter of Life, and asked gravely:

“Azazel, can you handle it?”

Hearing this, Azazel’s burning goat’s head twisted into a sinister smile:

“Of course…”

“After using the Withering Heart, she’s just a novice god yet to master her full powers.”

With that, as soon as he finished speaking, a far more intense flame suddenly burned upon his body, as the aura of his body continued to rapidly expand!

Instantly, a more formidable presence dominated the battlefield, overshadowing Eve’s.

It was Azazel’s true form!

He had also arrived in his true body!

After revealing his true power, Azazel looked at the Plague Lord Ares with a sly smile:

“I’ll handle the Goddess of Life, but I won’t care about anything else.”

However, Ares seemed unconcerned as he simply nodded slightly, before calmly saying:

“You need not worry about that.”

“Since Hela has already played all her cards, my old friends are naturally willing to come out as well.”

“We’ve long desired the life of that wicked wolf Fenrir.”

As soon as he finished speaking, two more immense auras descended upon the battlefield.

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【 GODDESS OF LIFE 】

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