Chapter 443
by fanqienovelChapter 443: The Defense of the "Holy Tree"
“Zzzz…”
“The slender seedling stretched out its limbs.”
Slowly emerging from the distant mud, it rapidly extended its roots deep downward, anchoring into the "source sap" beneath the Primal Mud to draw nourishment.
Above it, no longer did hateful giant trees block the radiance of the Fire Domain or the void’s gentle breeze.
It trembled its sprouts and gradually unfurled,
like a delicate young girl awakening from sweet dreams, stretching her tender waist.
This sight…
Sublime!
“Is this the great will of the Giant God!?”
“To plant the Holy Tree within chaos’ core.”
“From here, we overturn the old order!”
Sulya envisioned the Giant God’s “Great Plan”—replacing the “Fantasy Tree of Subspace” with the “Holy Tree of Giant God,” supplanting cruel demons with mortals to bring new order to the Chaos Swamp.
“Under this order, mortals won’t be worthless dust anymore. They’ll thrive as symbionts alongside deities.”
The thought of such a future left Sulya breathless with joy.
“But…”
“Can we truly protect it!?”
Standing aboard the “Giant God’s Radiance,” Sulya surveyed the scene.
“ROAR——!”
“HOWL!”
Deafening roars echoed as tides of demons surrounded the ruins in waves. Towering among them like mountains stood the Chaos Demon Gods.
“ROAR——!”
“HOWL!”
They bellowed, glaring covetously at the seedling and the insignificant humans.
These demon gods were mere “subordinate officials,” equivalent to “back-row councilors” or the “lowest rank”—Chaos Demon Gods dwelling near the “City of White Heat.”
The great collapse had flushed them all out!
Had only mortals stood here, they’d have attacked already.
Only one thing gave them pause: the Star-Eater Plutonium Dragons still feasting on the City of White Heat’s wreckage with “crunching” bites.
Yet this was chaos’ core. The main force of Star-Eater Plutonium Dragons could only strike and retreat; only a few lingered to risk gorging on this feast.
The situation seemed hopelessly outmatched.
“Can we win…”
“This battle would be tough without outside help!”
“Giant God, please give us guidance.”
—-
“Amon! Sotiko! You were fully to blame for the fall of the ‘City of White Heat!’”
“I already checked; the City of White Heat crumbled from the roots!”
“Weren’t you in charge of watching the roots?!”
“How did this happen!”
“And Morax, you must answer for this too!”
“Weren’t you supposed to patrol the ether!? Your patrolling was useless!”
……
Though the ‘City of White Heat’ was Gimmerly’s own land, it was still one of the thirteen trunks of the Fantasy Tree of Subspace, so its collapse was a huge deal.
With such a big problem, the Chaos Council had to discuss what to do.
But since it was wartime and all the Chaotic Forces were on high alert, the usual chaos meeting became a “core councilor meeting.”
Barbatos didn’t need to wave his little hammer and shout “order” anymore.
Still, even with only twelve demon gods meeting, fights broke out whenever interests clashed.
Gimmerly was roaring madly.
Her pretty face twisted with rage, and her large chest shook, making others stare.
She was definitely the most worried.
After all, the trunk of the Fantasy Tree of Subspace was key for every core councilor; if it got hurt, they’d fight to the death.
Especially since this time it fell completely!
Gimmerly lost big.
Of course, Sotiko and Amon weren’t innocent either.
“That’s not fair.”
“Our probe showed the collapse started long ago; this was just the last straw.”
“Plus, inspections always go by number; you’re the Twelfth Seat, and we hadn’t even checked the sixth seat’s trunk when the ‘City of White Heat’ fell.”
“How can you pin this on us!?”
Sotiko crossed his arms and nodded.
“Hmm, only weaklings shift blame; only fools skip self-reflection; only shortsighted folks dwell on the past.”
“If someone hits all three, they’re a real genius!”
“Bang——!”
Gimmerly slammed the table and stood, her chest trembling as she pointed at Sotiko and yelled, “Are you mocking me!? I’m the Twelfth Seat! How dare you insult me!?”
Sotiko shook his head innocently.
"No, I’m calling you a genius."
"You!"
A fight seemed imminent.
Yet Barbatos didn’t intervene.
"Let them fight. Let them fight."
"Only through chaos below can my position as First Demon God grow stronger."
"Besides…"
Barbatos eyed Gimmerly with deep suspicion.
He always sensed something off about this woman.
Perhaps it was instinct, or wariness toward a deity wielding the formidable "void" authority.
Crucially, Barbatos suspected powers like "void" might suppress the Chaos Mark.
Meaning—he couldn’t fully control Gimmerly!
"Regardless, Gimmerly must be weakened!"
"This woman is too dangerous!"
"Moreover…"
The First Demon God shifted his gaze to Sotiko and Amon.
"Of these two, Sotiko resists the Chaos Mark—utterly unreliable."
"The other possesses an immensely powerful Divine Body and has restored her Soul."
"I don’t know if that restored Soul truly belongs to a Chaos Demon God, but I smell something foreign on her…"
"Both are unstable elements!"
"Likely even…"
"Colluding with the Giant God!"
"This must be handled!"
"Cleverly and discreetly."
"At minimum, they need silencing for a while."
Suddenly, Barbatos devised a plan.
"All, hear me!"
"Gimmerly deserves compensation for heavy losses; Sotiko and Amon aren’t wrong to plead innocence."
"But both of you presided when the ‘City of White Heat’ fell."
"The incident happened on your watch."
"You share responsibility."
"Therefore: Gimmerly, dedicate yourself to rebuilding the ‘City of White Heat.’ Sotiko and Amon, you’ll assist her—supplying all repair energy yourselves!"
"So it shall be!"
—-
"What’s…"
"Happening?!"
The First Living Saint stared, whispering in disbelief.
She rubbed her eyes, pinched her arm—confirming she wasn’t dreaming.
A temporary spell had conjured a colossal barrier, sealing the City of White Heat ruins from the outside world.
"Hiss…"
"ROAR—!"
Three furious Chaos Demon Gods radiated suffocating pressure.
They savagely bit and slaughtered.
Sulya’s "Giant God’s Radiance" and her "Star-Eater Plutonium Dragons" wouldn’t last one round against these demon gods.
Yet their targets weren’t mortals, nor the dragons, nor the chaos-threatening "Holy Tree of Giant God."
They attacked other Chaos Demon Gods.
Stranger still—they roared battle cries:
"Blood sacrifice for the Giant God!"
"Flesh offering for the feast!"