Western Fantasy: From the Eagle Tribe to the Angel Empire

Chapter 338: Death

"The world tree of all realms in Heaven Mountain!"

An extremely huge tree appeared in Sivanris's eyes. It stood in the boundless star realm, with its huge trunk supporting the lush branches and leaves.

Every branch has a world hanging on it, just like a fruit. It’s so spectacular just thinking about it!

He immediately made a decision in his mind!

He did this!

"Your Highness Anatania, I am willing to become the World Tree that connects all the worlds under Heaven Mountain!"

"Please, Your Highness, teach me how to do it!"

The father of the oak tree said firmly, with the light of "progress" shining in his eyes!

"People need water, and trees need to take root."

"As a tree god, you should know this best."

"Choose a medium-sized world as your base."

"Then go from small to large, easy first and then difficult. Start with some small worlds and connect them with your branches."

“Then there’s the medium world and the big world.”

"You can control the regulations yourself. I have never seen what the World Tree looks like. I can only explain it to you based on what Uriel said."

Anatania finished patiently.

Sirifans, the father of the oak tree, smiled.

"I will go back and think carefully about what His Highness said. I think it shouldn't be a big problem."

In his opinion, the biggest problem in becoming a World Tree is the size issue.

This problem no longer existed after he became a powerful god.

He is now powerful enough to do these things.

"Okay, since you are so confident, then I will wait and see."

Anatania nodded with satisfaction.

……..

A few years later.

When Thoradis, the god of death, was still causing trouble.

The gods discovered that after achieving great power, Sirifans, the father of the oak tree who had been silent in Paradise Mountain, suddenly appeared in everyone's sight in a shocking manner.

He transformed into an oak tree as big as the world, taking root in a medium-sized world with abundant water and soil resources.

His huge and thick trunk spans the void, and its extremely lush branches and leaves are like a huge green curtain, growing among the worlds.

One of the huge branches has connected one of the small worlds, and the other long, huge branch is also extending towards the other small world.

Seen from the edge of Philander's world, the little world looks like a fruit growing on a tree that is taller and taller than the world.

"It's so shocking. Why would the Father of Oak do this?"

"Is he going to connect all the worlds?"

The gods were talking a lot.

The brows of several main gods frowned.

"Do you have any plans in Paradise Mountain?"

"Although I don't know what your purpose is, it is really brave and fearless to expose the true form of the god in the void."

Thoradis, the god of death, smiled.

“If there are weaknesses, you can target them.”

In his eyes, Tiantian Mountain was undoubtedly a terrifying power.

But at this time, the Oak Father took the initiative to expose his weakness, and the deterrence in his heart was greatly reduced.

The top of Paradise Mountain.

Anatania stroked the platinum holy throne and looked at the World Tree that had begun to take shape, with deep golden eyes.

"Uril, I'm waiting for your return."

……….

The inner abyss.

Devil's town.

After years of preparation, Amos finally believed that he had the conditions to open an interface to the outer abyss.

He was smug and high-spirited, and with his demon followers, he set out for the outer abyss.

With the proof of the devil and the blessing of the will of the abyss, and with the illustrious reputation of a hundred thousand victories, the champion devil travels unimpeded through the interface of the abyss.

And as he gets closer to the Outer Abyss, his army of demons grows stronger.

Some are ambitious demon lords, and some are powerful demons lent to him by the Lord of the Abyss along the way.

Finally, Amos arrived at the 997th level of the abyss and saw one of the bodies of the Silver-Eyed Demon God Huvais left in this abyss, the huge silver eyeball hanging in the crimson sky.

"Honorable Lord of the Abyss, Lord Huvais, Amos has come to fulfill his promise!"

The aura of the champion devil is in full swing.

overbearing! violent!

An aura like the sun bathing in the sea spread across the entire 997th layer of the abyss. Countless abyss demons were crawling on the ground, as if they were seeing the true king!

In the crimson sky, the big silver eyeball slowly opened under the influence of this boundless aura.

A little consciousness of the silver-eyed demon returned, fell from the sky, came to the sky above Amos, and said coldly.

"Amos, I summoned you a hundred years ago!"

Hearing this, Amos looked cold.

"Lord Huvais, I am not your subordinate!"

"I am the Champion Demon King, I have the Demon God's Certificate, and I will also be the Lord of the Abyss!"

His proud voice resounded throughout the nine hundred and ninety-seventh level of the abyss. All the demons in this level of the abyss heard the confrontation between the two abyss masters. For a moment, they did not dare to breathe.

a long time.

The silver-eyed demon spoke.

"Kill that god, the conditions remain unchanged!"

"You should have heard of my reputation in the inner abyss. I will never regret what I have promised!"

Amos immediately changed his expression and laughed.

"Hahaha, of course, Lord Huvais, I will definitely help you kill that troublesome god."

The silver-eyed demon lowered his big eyes, thought about it, and reminded him.

"Don't be careless, Amos! That is a god who is not weaker than the Champion Demon King."

Amos didn't care and sneered.

"The Champion Demon King also has strengths and weaknesses. At this stage of powerful divine power, I am confident that no one is stronger than me."

"Hmph, wait until you have his head and tell me these words."

The Silver Eyed Demon God snorted coldly, knowing that Amos was implying himself, but seeing that he was so confident, he felt relieved.

"I will! Hahahaha!"

Amos laughed again.

……..

The world of Fakelon.

The year of green grass.

Midsummer!

The day of Gaoyang.

Outside the thousand-meter-high demon's nest.

Across the hundreds of thousands of miles long sword mark gully.

The countless warriors of the world of Fakelon stationed here suddenly discovered.

The morale of the demon army on the opposite side soared, and cheers rang out from time to time in countless demon camps, and then they looked at the warriors of the world of Fakelon on the other side fiercely across the wide sword mark gully.

In a human camp.

Some soldiers looked at the extremely excited demons on the other side and said in confusion.

"What happened to them?"

Some old soldiers spit water on the dry scorched earth with disdain.

"Hey, they may be seriously ill. After the battle, we will go over and chop them a few more times to let them know how to dare to speak loudly under the cover of the great platinum moon!"

Just then!

Higher in the sky.

On the illusory platinum moon, Jiang You's eyes, which had been closed all the time, suddenly opened and looked at the abyss space-time gate behind the demon's lair.

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