Chapter 3033: Ancient Scars

The bodies of the demigod witches turned into two golden rays of light, entangled with the moonlight around the hundred-meter giant Xia De, and then wrapped around his right fist.

The golden-silver light made his right fist overflow with the most powerful power he had been able to use in his mortal state so far. "Time" and "Moon" were the powers he was most familiar with. Unless he ignited divinity, even the outsider himself couldn't think of how he could go further in his mortal state.

Witnessed by hundreds of ring warlocks, driving his body and soul in the "divinity overflow" state at this moment, without using any strange arts, he took a step forward and swung that punch at the old man on the throne under this starry sky.

A simple and unadorned blow caused the layers of unstable space to shatter one after another. Time became no longer coherent under this punch, and the stars and the moon in the night sky also twinkled for this punch.

Time and moon, ring warlock and witch perfectly merged under "divinity overflow." This punch seemed to be able to directly penetrate the Ancient One's head and then shatter the towering giant tree behind him.

Even Emilia, riding the little unicorn, was thinking about whether Xia De was beating an old man at this moment. After all, they were of similar size, one standing and one sitting, and then she saw the Ancient One sitting under the tree grabbing the armrest of the seat with his left hand to borrow strength, raising his right fist and aiming at Xia De with a punch.

Boom!

This sound originated directly from the souls of everyone witnessing this scene; it was not merely a collision of flesh, but the collision of spirits that directly caused the elements to form wave-like tides that spread outward, and the gale formed by the physical and spiritual shockwaves even made the entire giant tree tremble, that intense shaking sensation then being transmitted to every corner of the woodland.

When the element tide and shock waves spread, the little unicorn even had to stretch out its unicorn horn "Ang~" to set up a shield to maintain balance in the air. And Emilia, who was still in the 13th-ring state, knew for the first time what kind of terrifying power Xia De was using.

Even if she was temporarily borrowing the power of the 13th-ring, it was not worth mentioning compared to that kind of great power.

The collision of the two fists even made the heads of the 13th-rings dizzy for half a second. Large swaths of ring warlocks fell from the air, and the paradox insects scattered in the clearing exploded and died.

Only Iluna, whose angel power was about to fade, and Bill Schneider, who fell from a tree at the edge of the clearing, saw Xia De stagger backward two steps after clashing with the Ancient One, and then exit the "Courage Body" state and return to his normal size. The two demigod witches who assisted him fell to the ground like feathers, fortunately without serious injuries.

As the opponent, the Ancient One closed his eyes and leaned back after this punch. When he opened his eyes again, blood like flowing light spilled from the corners of his mouth.

People who recovered from the chaos and shock didn't realize until now that the forest was shaking and the giant tree was buzzing. The "God-Caller" didn't seem to be just punching the Ancient One under the tree, but more like colliding directly with the entire woodland.

Xia De wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, eyes, ears, and nose with his left hand, and his right hand, which had completely lost consciousness, was still recovering.

His mouth trembled because he could clearly perceive that he was indeed punching the entire Vistalin Woodland just now. From the results, he didn't lose, but compared to the Ancient One, his "divinity overflow" state couldn't last long, so in fact, he lost:

"Since it's like this and I still can't win, then it's time to end this long night."

Xia De hovered in the air, looking at the old man on the throne who was also recovering. Both of them needed a chance to breathe:

"Are you sure you really want to fight us to the last moment? Your performance tonight is so strange, I even think you might take the initiative to admit defeat to Emilia in the next second."

The old man on the throne smiled, but his breathing was still not completely steady. He looked at the glowing "little man" in front of him:

"I let the 'Clockmaker' take the initiative to admit defeat, just to let you gather the conditions and come to me quickly. But I alone will not admit defeat. If I lose just like this, how could I be reconciled?"

His eyes closed and then opened again. At this moment, there was no need to hide:

"I know you are still thinking about what I want to do, so let me fill in the information you are missing.

The source of all this was when the 【Infinite Tree Father】 left, the World Tree collapsed, and the time order of the entire world, including the outer planes, was seriously affected. The scars of time appeared directly in the material world, and many of the cracks took centuries to heal even in the Second Era."

"Is there a time scar from that year in the area where we are?"

Xia De asked, trying his best to recover. The old man on the throne nodded slowly:

"Yes, and it is the most dangerous scar. This is more terrifying than any time crack you have encountered now. The 'Doomsday Crack' you discovered some time ago is just a small branch of this scar, which means that the ancient crack is about to lose control."

"If the people of the Second Era hadn't handled it carefully, this world wouldn't even have lasted until your era. But the Tree Father had arrangements for everything. A wreckage of the World Tree happened to fall in this area, which delayed the outbreak of the problem. Later, in the ancient war, the coalition forces of all races that defeated me also discovered the problem after the war, so they knew they couldn't completely eliminate me, they needed me to suppress that gap."

Everyone on the battlefield heard what he said. Most people were solemn. Emilia, who had obtained memories from the ruins, pursed her lips slightly, and Xia De looked at the throne itself:

"This throne..."

Although he lost the divinity stored in his chest, the old man did not diminish his majesty just now. When Xia De in the "divinity overflow" state talked to him, even the demigod witch couldn't judge whether the old man on the throne or her lover had a more transcendent feeling than a mortal.

"If I don't fight this battle, how can I be reconciled?"

He put both hands on the armrests on both sides of the throne. Under the light of the giant tree behind him, this old man in a robe with a white beard was more and more like the "World Tree" in Xia De's mind:

"Since I was sealed here to watch this thing in the Second Era, five full eras have passed, and I don't know how many tens of thousands of years have passed. Now even I can't continue to suppress it, but how can I be reconciled to give up the seat so peacefully?"

From the beginning of the battle to now, Xia De only believed that this conversation was true:

"No one wants to grab your seat. If you are willing, you can sit here forever."

The old man under the tree shook his head, showing a tired look on his face for the first time:

"But I must give it up. It's been too long, it's really been too long. I can't even wait to give it up. Since the opening of the grand movement of the *Whispering Poem*, I have been waiting for tonight to come."

"Since you also want to maintain the order here, why have you been fighting against us all along? What is this war tonight for?"

This time it was Vanessa who asked. Because the little witch stood with a group of tall witches, she looked very inconspicuous.

When the old man on the throne answered this question, his voice was very light:

"Don't treat me as a positive character. Although I am willing to guard this woodland, I am still an evil thing. Although I hope someone can replace me on the throne and inherit the responsibility I have carried for ten thousand years; but I also want to take revenge on you, want to release my nature, want to directly let that time scar swallow the woodland, and then tear the material world."

"So I guided the 'God-Caller' to lead the final candidates to me, just as I said just now: defeat me, and I will tell you these things; if I win, I would rather let this ten-thousand-year responsibility become a joke, and let time collapse completely."

Up to this point, Xia De almost understood his mental journey and why what he did seemed contradictory. Miss Pawo was right, there was indeed only one Ancient One, and there was indeed no schizophrenia.

After a brief conversation, both of them had almost recovered from the punch just now. The Ancient One's eyes, which seemed to see through all time and space, stared at Xia De again:

"Let the gods appear, let that ancient god appear. I am waiting, I have been waiting... I am the wreckage of the World Tree. I thought that the only thing that could defeat me in the Second Era was a god. I was wrong when the story of the Second Era began, and at least I want to prove that I was right once when the story of the Sixth Era ended."

Xia De's peripheral vision glanced at Emilia:

"How about we discuss it? I call the god out to win you, and you continue to sit here."

The old man on the throne shook his head, and he smiled very sincerely:

"No, either change people or destroy, it's that simple."

"Then how about we make a bet? I can win you without calling the god out, and if I win the bet, you continue to sit here."

The Ancient One laughed, and he laughed very sincerely:

"No, either change people or destroy, it's that simple."

He gripped the armrests on both sides of the throne tightly with both hands, leaned his upper body completely against the back of the throne under the light of the giant tree behind him. After a slight sigh, the flowing light rotating on the clock face behind him merged into the giant tree, and the originally green fluorescent canopy became even brighter.

The forest under the night seemed to be completely "alive" at this moment. Every leaf, every branch, every wisp of breeze, and even every stone had consciousness and soul, or rather, the entire Vistalin Woodland turned into him. He was Yuk Wood, he was the wreckage of the World Tree, he was the Ancient One on the throne, and he was the Vistalin Woodland itself.

The woodland was his "sublimation words," the woodland was his "labyrinth," the woodland was him, and he was this woodland. ===== CHAPTER 3034 =====