Chapter 349: Sacred Tree

"War!"

The appearance of this word seemed to activate another mode for the Undead Army.

The Undead Army, which had only revealed the tip of the iceberg, connected into a single entity in terms of aura; it seemed to have become an indescribable, terrifying creature, tightly linking the countless undead together.

War is the art of gathering the masses!

This terrifying power of gathering the masses, Azik had once seen on the Blood Emperor!

This is the manifestation of the "War" Authority, an attempt by the Underworld Emperor after obtaining the Blood Emperor's Characteristic and Unique.

The powers of war and death seemed to merge at this moment.

"Kill!"

All the undead emitted the same voice, and the powerful force directly minimized the influence of the Living Corpse transformation.

"'God of Binding'?!" Azik looked at the abyss with a solemn expression; the red light gradually intensified, dispelling all darkness, and a "Sacred Tree" appeared before Azik's eyes.

In just an instant, this Death Consul lowered his head, not daring to take another look.

And the blood sacrifice of these fanatics was also the final step to complete a certain ritual.

The flowers seemed to possess life, wriggling slowly, and that heartbeat sound came from these flowers.

After summoning the Sacred Tree and destroying this Undead Army, this farce should be over.

An intensely corrosive aura emanated from the bottomless pit, even the earth itself was eroded into wasteland, and in that bottomless abyss, a scarlet light gradually flowed out, bringing with it mad malice like a beating heart.

The Undead Army is such a bizarre thing; shouldn't it have been buried in history along with the Underworld long ago?!

"... Summon the Sacred Tree!" Sua only hesitated for a moment before ordering in a deep voice.

"Divine Sin" Sua's expression was extremely ugly; if the arrival of the Undead Army could not be stopped, the Star Plateau would certainly be lost, and the Rose School of Thought would suffer its greatest blow in history!

It will die!

But this was not because if He did not look, this "Sacred Tree" would not be there.

In fact, this ritual to summon the Sacred Tree was very crude; it was just a group of evil cultists jumping into a deep pit like madmen, fanatically shouting the honorific names of the "Mother Tree of Desire" and the "God of Binding".

This "Sacred Tree" trunk was extremely twisted and mad, entirely composed of individual heads, arms, and thighs; endless flesh and blood were twisted and kneaded into a mass, growing blood-colored branches and leaves, and an incomparably gorgeous flower bloomed at the top of the Sacred Tree.

Thump!

This was a true heartbeat; Azik Eggers faced this pressure head-on, his heart trembling violently, his Spirituality warning him frantically.

It was just that Sua had not expected the Rose School of Thought to be forced to this extent so quickly.

But a "Divine Sin" alone could not stop the arrival of this Undead Army.

Who could have imagined that the "Death Consul" who had been missing for over a thousand years would suddenly return, and even awaken this army that only existed in legends?

At the order of the "Divine Sin", a group of Bishops in a church in the deepest part of the Star Plateau began to summon the Sacred Tree.

Sizzle!

The Rose School of Thought dared to stand against the world, and protecting the Blood Sect was not without preparation.

"Ah!" Azik suddenly felt himself locked into a filthy abyss, unable to move, and could only suffer the most terrifying despair within the abyss.

Hum!

Before the abyss could manage to corrode Azik, a streak of Dream Phosphor shone in from the entrance of the abyss, and this ray of light pulled Him directly out of the abyss.

"Supreme Dream, please listen to my prayer..." Bernadette closed her eyes, placed her hands in front of her chest in a prayer gesture, and a dreamlike ocean appeared vaguely behind her.

The dreamlike ocean and the blood-colored tide collided in the Real World, and the entire world seemed to be shaking.

The two powers clashed violently, and Sua and Bernadette, who had summoned these two powers, were instantly plunged into a terrifying vast sea, trembling under the power of the two great existences.

That tree was not the "Mother Tree of Desire", and that sea was not the true Dream Sea, but the status of their sources was too high.

A single clash between them was enough to make even Angels not dare to raise their heads.

"This is our world." Bernadette stopped her prayer and suddenly smiled.

She looked up at the sky, but was actually looking at the Astral World.

The secret clash between the God of War and the Evernight Goddess that had been ongoing had stopped, and all the True Gods watching the show had returned to their God's Kingdoms.

The Astral World erupted with unimaginable brilliance in an instant: darkness, twilight, knowledge, storm...

This was the Authorities of the True Gods all manifesting in the Astral World at the same moment, colorful and extremely resplendent.

And just as the power of these Authorities manifested, the invisible Original Barrier seemed to take on a form, with the power of the gods' Authorities painting out its outline.

It was an eggshell that enveloped the entire planet.

Now the eggshell was reinforced, and for a moment, the "Sacred Tree" with its flourishing blood light instantly lost its luster, no longer possessing its previous momentum.

The gods joined forces to reinforce the Original Barrier, weakening the "Mother Tree of Desire's" influence on the Real World.

—This is our world.

Based on this reason, even the God of War and the Evernight Goddess, who were still fighting, displayed their power to stabilize the Original Barrier.

The hazy light of the Astral World naturally reflected onto the entire world; many Beyonders did not even know what had happened in the world, and were just bewildered.

But many people also guessed something, their expressions changing drastically.

Among them, Backlund, the "center of the world" deliberately crafted by Chumen, had many Demigods and even Angels whose expressions changed drastically.

They vaguely felt that something was wrong; in the premonitions of Fate, they saw that Backlund was their land of opportunity.

After all, it was the place where several True Gods had fought recently, and there was also a Dream divine descent.

"Did we choose wrong?" Many people also knew that the Dream Sect had taken action against the Blood Sect and was at odds with the Rose School of Thought, but they still chose Backlund.

Now it seemed they had chosen wrong?

A few Angels most skilled at peeking into Fate had already begun to suspect if they had been arranged by someone...

"Rose School of Thought... Rose School of Thought..."

Zaratul's eyes were dull, flickering with a dim light; His divination told Him He was not wrong, but facing the possible final opportunity, He dared not believe the divination.

After all, if it really were the thing he was looking for, it would certainly possess the ability to interfere with divination.

"I am going to the Southern Continent," Zaratul made a decision, directly pulling out a Historical Projection of a "Traveler" he knew, and Roaming to the Southern Continent.

He had no exact target, simply Teleporting at will by relying on his spiritual intuition.

At this time, only the Law of Beyonder Characteristic Convergence could help Him.