Chapter 266 Bloody World, Killing Tree

Chapter 266

Here, it seems that there are stable rules, but it also seems that there are no rules at all.

Four directions, up and down, left and right, that is the concept of space.

The past, the present, and the passing of time, that is the concept of time.

When space and time are intertwined, space-time is formed, which evolves into everything we have today, which is the so-called world.

However, the area where the World Tree stands is outside the norm.

Space is no longer absolute, and time is difficult to capture.

It seems to exist in reality, yet it is also like an illusion.

This seems contradictory, but it is perfectly normal.

Because the world today already has a complete and mature "main world".

The World Tree is the "second world" that grows superimposed on this mature world.

A world that is still gestating, expanding and developing.

Once the World Tree is fully developed, the two worlds will eventually overlap and collide.

That moment will be the "end of the old world" and the "coming of the new world."

This is the ambition that the Genesis Club believes in and pursues:

Smash the corrupt old era and reshape the perfect new era!

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Under the floating and huge world tree, a figure stood in a chaotic torrent of colors.

He was dressed in a pitch-black robe, his face hidden in the mist, as if he himself was some kind of symbolic existence.

He is the ruler of the Creation Society, the Creator.

At this moment, his brows were furrowed and his expression was gloomy, obviously he had been troubled by something for a long time.

You know, the reason why the Creation Society can firmly control its believers is that it never worries about betrayals and is not afraid of infiltration from the outside world.

It is because the soul of every believer is connected to the World Tree.

Once a believer has the thought of betrayal, the World Tree will immediately notice it.

And impose punishment from the depths of the soul, the kind of pain that will make the betrayer unable to live or die.

However!

Now, the World Tree cannot find the soul of the traitor!

The Creator knew very well that the biggest problem for the disastrous defeat of the Principality of Cuilan was not the tactics, but the key figure, Quentin.

It was Quentin's "voluntary surrender" that made the Creation Society mistakenly believe that they had seized a good opportunity to turn the tables, and thus launched the entire operation.

But who could have expected that this was exactly the trap set by Quetzalcoatl!

Not only did the Creation Society suffer heavy casualties and lose its reputation, but its reputation as an omnipotent society throughout the continent also suffered a severe blow.

The starting point of all this was Quentin's betrayal.

The Creator originally wanted to personally use the power of the World Tree to judge Quentin's soul, making him regret, wail, and collapse in eternal pain.

But the result is!

There is no trace of Quentin’s soul on the World Tree!

Blank, silent, and vanishing.

This is extremely abnormal!

The Lord's eyes narrowed slightly, and for the first time, a hint of indescribable uneasiness appeared between his brows.

He never forgot that Quentin's soul information had clearly established a connection with the World Tree.

Otherwise, the Creation Society would not have deployed the attack plan on the Principality of Cuilan so quickly and decisively.

But now, when he turned around and tried to capture Quentin's soul, he couldn't find even the faintest trace.

“Even if you’re dead… as long as you’ve been connected to the World Tree, there will definitely be traces of your soul left behind.

When the Second Era begins, my followers will revive along with the new world."

"But this Quentin...why is there not a single cent?"

No, not at all...

The Creator's eyes flickered slightly, and he said thoughtfully:

"…but it will take a long time to catch his trace again."

His eyes were like the abyss of the sea of stars as he began to quickly deduce and calculate certain special time windows and frequencies of soul emergence.

Just at this moment.

A faint fluctuation of information emerged from the depths of the World Tree, connecting like a faint breath.

Appeared!

The Creator's eyes narrowed, and he finally sensed the disgusting soul full of betrayal.

Quentin!

Although the soul aura was extremely weak, he would never make a mistake.

That was a believer who was accepted into the cult by him and the World Tree, but in the end, it bit him hard.

At this moment, he even wanted the World Tree to devour that wisp of soul instantly!

But the sanity remains.

"The distance is too far... The direction is also as expected..."

His brows were furrowed, and his eyes were coldly fixed in that direction, the headquarters of the Alchemist Alliance.

That is where the three most powerful totems gather. It is the place in the world that he fears the most, no doubt about it.

Even if it was him, if he rashly attacked Quentin's soul, it would most likely alarm the three terrifying beings.

Once they follow the clues and deduce the true location of the World Tree and the Creator... it will be a disaster.

“…We can only try it carefully.”

He began to mobilize the power of the World Tree, setting up layers of concealment, hiding, backtracking and dislocation techniques, trying to exert some soul induction on Quentin from a distance.

Even just a light touch!

However, at this moment.

Quentin's soul breath disappeared completely once again!

Moreover, the time that the soul breath appeared was even shorter than the last time!

"Um?"

The Creator's pupils shrank slightly, and a hint of true solemnity flashed across his cold expression.

Although he didn't have much information, he had enough to make a preliminary judgment about the traitor named Quentin:

Quentin must be a spy deliberately sent by the Alchemist Alliance!

The other party somehow mastered the method of blocking the soul pull of the World Tree.

Then let Quentin take the initiative to approach the Creation Society and guide this Cuilan Principality action.

But now it seems that the entire operation was a killing trap set by the Alchemist Alliance!

As soon as the mission was completed, Quentin's soul was completely erased from the World Tree.

When it reappeared, it was already in the distant Alchemist Alliance headquarters area!

This is obviously not a coincidence, nor is it Quentin's personal method.

This is something the Alchemist Alliance is intentionally hiding!

What’s even more terrifying is that the second time the soul aura appeared, it lasted even shorter than the first time.

This means that the Alchemist Alliance has made further breakthroughs in the soul locking and tracking mechanism of the World Tree.

If this continues, it won't be long before the World Tree completely loses its ability to perceive the souls of traitors!

And it got to that point.

The Alchemist Alliance can continuously plant insiders and infiltrate organizations, but the Creation Society has no way of noticing and has no ability to counterattack!

This was a fatal blow to the entire Creation Society, shaking its foundation.

The Creator's expression finally turned completely gloomy.

He knew very well:

At this moment, I and the World Tree are still in the "seclusion" stage of accumulating strength.

It is not yet mature and cannot take the initiative to attack, let alone confront the three most powerful totems head-on.

Once they join forces, even he will have to temporarily stay out of the spotlight.

"We can't put it off any longer."

The Creator took a deep breath, murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

The Alchemist Alliance's methods are constantly improving.

If we continue to wait and see, respond passively, and wait until the World Tree's control over souls completely fails, then everything will be meaningless!

Must take the initiative!

He slowly raised his head, gazing at the crown of the giant tree that seemed to tower over all the worlds. For the first time, a genuine solemnity emerged in his eyes.

“Changing the world will inevitably lead to rivers of blood… In this case, instead of waiting for the World Tree to grow slowly, it is better to use blood as a guide to make it bloom early… When it takes root in heaven and earth, it will be the time to cleanse all the sins of the old world in one fell swoop!”

The Creator took a deep breath, took a step forward, stretched out his white jade palm, and gently stroked the trunk of the World Tree that was between reality and illusion.

At that moment, it seemed as if the entire space and time were trembling.

"Kill." He murmured in a low and cold voice, "Kill until blood flows like a river!"

In the past, he had always controlled the plans of the Creation Society at a relatively "gentle" pace.

Through long-term lurking and turmoil, the World Tree is nurtured, allowing it to absorb nutrients from the collapse of order and mature naturally.

But now, he clearly realized that something had changed in the Alchemist Alliance.

Alchemists who should have been foolishly indulging in the power of totems are trying to intervene in the field of "soul sovereignty".

This is equivalent to attacking the sacred origin of the World Tree!

If things continue to be "gentle", what awaits us will not be the advent of a new era, but a devastating ending in which the World Tree is clamped or even destroyed in advance.

So he no longer hesitated and made the final decision:

Wake up the World Tree early, let it use killing as nutrients and grow forcefully!

Even if the price is the integrity of the plan, even if the tree is no longer pure in the end, but blood red and made of bones, so what?

"Changing the world is the responsibility of the gods... So what if humans become extinct? How are they fundamentally different from birds, beasts, plants, and mountains?"

His eyes were cold, like a god judging all living things, and he whispered:

"The core of the old era is the power of totems, which belongs to humans...but the new era does not necessarily have to be an era of humans."

"These alchemists are the watchdogs of the old world. Since they are trying to go against the will of heaven and control the old world forever, then let them become the best nutrients for the world tree!"

At this moment, the Creator has completely given up the fantasy of "purifying the old order".

He chose the most extreme way, using the Alchemist Alliance as a sacrifice to ripen the World Tree ahead of time.

And the root of all this is simply because of a man named Quentin.

Who could have imagined that his betrayal would be like the first domino of fate, setting off a huge wave that would overturn the entire world!

The Alchemist Alliance didn't expect it, the Principality of Cuilan didn't expect it, and Evelyn didn't expect it either...

Even Lynn, who was in charge of all this, did not expect that when he brought Quentin back to the wizarding world.

Thus, when the World Tree's sensitivity is cut off to a certain extent, it will cause the Creator to make a wrong judgment.

After all, it is understandable that the Creator is cautious. He does not accept failure and would not bet that the Alchemist Alliance does not have a way to restrain the World Tree...

However, if Lin En knew the Creator's movements, he would not regret it, but would only be thankful:

"We should have done this earlier!"

Lin En never worried about the growth of the World Tree. It could even be said that he hoped the World Tree would mature as soon as possible.

His only worry was that he couldn't find the World Tree and the real body of the Creator!

Once the coordinates were clear, once he had locked onto the location of the World Tree...

Even if the World Tree truly gave birth to a new era, so what?

For Lin En, it was just a complete fourth-level opportunity, a trophy that the Creator had not had time to use and would never be qualified to use again.

Because, before that day actually comes...

He will lead the most loyal, craziest and most perfect army of wizards and come into this world with great force!

At the same time, in that boundless, dreamlike realm where reality and illusion are intertwined.

The voice of the Creator spread through the World Tree to every corner of the continent:

"My believers...!"

"For the noble World Tree! For the beautiful new era! I need your lives, I need everything from you!"

"Don't be afraid of death! Death is only a short dream. As long as the World Tree stands on the top of heaven and earth, you will be reborn in a new world!"

His voice is like the bell of the soul, penetrating the consciousness, seeping into the bone marrow, and striking the deepest part of faith.

On the continent, believers opened their eyes one after another, with those words echoing in their hearts.

Some are heirs of nobility hiding in the palace;

Some are eloquent professors at university lecture halls;

There are also people who are great alchemists who are respected as elders...

But at this moment, they have only one identity, believers of the Creation Society!

They nodded silently and answered in a low voice:

"I wish to use my flesh and blood to provide nutrients for the tree."

"I am willing to shed blood and be reborn."

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Crystal Empire, Alchemist Alliance, Secret Place.

Lin En gently supported Evelin and was carrying out today's "blood nourishment".

On the surface, Evelin’s face was rosy and her complexion was still good, but those who were really perceptive could detect that her aura was no longer as good as before.

Her protective light, which originally had a faint golden glow, had now dimmed to the point of being almost invisible, with only a faint remnant of light barely maintaining its position.

The divine light that symbolized the half-step Quetzalcoatl had almost disappeared, and was only slightly stronger than the silver totem "Shadow Serpent".

Her Quetzalcoatl bloodline was fading away bit by bit, and the road to the Golden Throne, which was so close at hand, was also slowly collapsing.

The one accompanying me today is still the Extremely Cold Phoenix Throne.

When the nourishing process was over, Evelyn retracted her jade-white arm, and the protective light automatically sealed the wound, as usual.

"Okay, this time is over. The next time will be in three days."

The Extreme Cold Phoenix nodded, his tone as calm as frost and snow, and turned to leave.

However, Evelin suddenly spoke up to stop him.

"Uncle Fenghuang," she said calmly, but could not hide the solemnity between her brows, "The situation outside...is not good, right?"

The Extreme Cold Phoenix paused, and even his usually stern face showed a hint of bitterness at this moment.

He shook his head and sighed, and whispered:

"The Genesis Society has gone mad and started an irrational attack on us... It's a life-for-life approach."

"In just a few days, most of the border has been lost."

He paused and added:

"Don't worry. Although the Principality of Cuilan has fallen, I have ordered people to take the members of the Quetzalcoatl and your confidants to a safe area in the Crystal Rock Empire."

Then he gave a general account of the current situation.

In a word,

Outside, it was complete chaos.

The Creation Society's desperate fighting style is simply the nightmare of all alchemists, causing the Alchemist Alliance a lot of headaches and making them exhausted from dealing with it.

Therefore, Evelyn's importance here is even higher because the three most powerful thrones all believe it.

As long as we find the Creator in advance, we can end it all by beheading him...

(End of this chapter)