Chapter 75
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Chapter 75: The Collapse of the Fantasy Tree!
If one were to describe what "Subspace" looked like, a simple way was to say it resembled a huge tangled "root tree."
It had one main trunk after another stretching out from the “Primal Mud” and “etheric liquid,” reaching into the void above; there, the trunks branched out over and over, forming many smaller branches. On these branches, large “City of Dimensions” floated in the void, appearing one after another.
Many Cities of Dimensions touched each other, like leaves hooked together, forming shaky “planes”; these planes were called “layers.”
The so-called “Zero Layer,” once run by two lowest rank members, was a small but central “group of Cities of Dimensions.”
The main trunks stretched down and split into lots of thin “root-like” parts, spreading far and wide in the bottom of the “spatial mire”—that packed area of “Primal Mud.”
These roots not only tangled and linked up but sometimes smashed through the protective Crystal Walls of “Bubble Worlds,” forcing their way inside; this connected Bubble Worlds to Subspace.
So, “Subspace” was sometimes called the “Dimension Tree” or “Fantasy Tree.”
The roots of the Dimension Tree grabbing and piercing the Crystal Walls of Bubble Worlds was never good!
Their roots were the main paths for chaos to invade Bubble Worlds one by one!
Right then, a medium-sized demon legion and their leader were gathering on a thick “root” in Subspace, ready to charge into the Bubble World—Themis, which Subspace had already “caught” and “parasitized.”
“Hahaha…”
A charming female voice burst out laughing, her sound sweet and tempting, as if it held all the beauty in the worlds.
Beautiful, wild, pure, clear, grown-up, young, fiery, cold…
Gods, humans, or demons—all heard what they liked best in that laugh.
Nearly every demon felt a strong craving as they listened; if they had long tails, they’d all be wagging them like dogs.
Maybe only her fellow demon gods, at least “middle councilors” or higher, could truly resist her almost “magic-like” looks and voice.
A woman with such a voice and looks knew her capability, but she kept laughing wildly.
The demon god Gimmerly loved this feeling of having admirers everywhere, like stars circling the moon.
“Hmm…”
“I’m laughing so hard I might burst, but I need to hold back.”
“That guy Wabla is useless—he got tricked by some plain Order God from a plain Bubble World.”
“So shameful!”
“My impeachment case took huge effort to pass!”
“Everything that fool did will help me! I can’t wait to see his face when he’s stripped of command!”
“Ahhahahaha… ah…”
“Ah—!?”
Her laugh cut off suddenly because…
“Boom—!”
The “branch” from Subspace to the Bubble World of Themis shook hard!
“What’s going on!?”
“Is something powerful squeezing Subspace!?”
"What kind of magic could shake Subspace?"
"Unless it was a ‘world-level’ spell!?"
The demons’ discussion hadn’t settled when a terrifying incident struck!
"Bang—!"
"Boom—!"
The Subspace passage before them suddenly shuddered violently, like a steel cable whipping wildly!
This was the long-suppressed "elastic potential energy" erupting in frenzy!
Subspace’s "main root system" must have snapped abruptly somewhere—the taut "string" instantly slackened, triggering this horrific sway!
Luckily, the demons were inside the cable. Though hurled about, bloodied and battered from collisions that injured or killed many, none were flung outward, leaving their ranks largely intact.
But worse followed.
"Swish—!"
A torrential rush of water surged!
"Damn it! Etheric liquid! Etheric liquid mixed with a trickle of ‘Primal Mud’!"
"It’s flooding back!"
Etheric liquid differed fundamentally from "Primal Mud."
If "Primal Mud" embodied primordial "disorder," etheric liquid meant "reversion"—reducing all matter to basic magical particles.
Even demons could only withstand its terrifying "reverting force" after receiving special divine grace.
Now, hastily distributing grace was impossible.
So…
"Ugh—!"
"Ah—!"
"My tail! My tail’s disintegrating!"
…
Demons shrieked in agony as their leader, Lady Gimmerly—just moments ago basking in sycophantic admiration—stared in shock.
"This…"
"How is this possible!"
"The main Subspace passage to Themis snapped!?"
"Etheric liquid surging back!?"
"This can only mean…"
Exactly. It meant Themis’s inner forces had defeated the chaos.
The "world" Themis, after seizing enough authority, absorbed at least one "higher demon god’s" divine rank, drained its energy, and unleashed world magic!
Undoubtedly, that higher demon god was none other than Wabla!
In conclusion…
"The Time of the End" had failed!
"How was that possible!?"
Though Gimmerly desperately wished for Wabla’s death, it remained merely a "hope". She fully recognized Wabla’s capability, never imagining he’d fail when executing the "Time of the End" upon this "Bubble World".
Unthinkable!
"Still…"
Gimmerly pondered carefully.
Her demon legion wasn’t large this time, so losses weren’t significant.
Even if Themis had used "world magic" to tighten the Crystal Walls and severed the main Subspace pathways invading the Bubble World, countless smaller passages couldn’t be blocked this way!
She could disperse follow-up troops to enter this world continuously through minor channels.
"A highly mobile force would be ideal—teaching those defying chaos in that world a lesson while preparing for the second Time of the End."
"If unsuccessful, we could investigate Wabla’s death to prepare for the next execution!"
"The Crystal Walls resemble a snail’s shell; just because it pulls in doesn’t mean it can’t be cracked open!"
"Regardless, we must maintain relentless harassment and terror tactics, allowing that world’s inhabitants no breathing room!"
"After all, those fools couldn’t reproduce Crystal Walls!"
…
As Gimmerly contemplated future strategies…
"Gimmerly!"
Another chaos councilor’s voice rang out.
"Wabla has fallen!"
"He sent a final message before perishing. We suspect you deliberately sabotaged the ‘Time of the End’ execution. Return with me immediately for investigation!"
"Your position is suspended effective now!"
The Chaos Council’s endless political infuriated Gimmerly.
"Damn it!"
"That Wabla can’t even let me rest in peace after death!"
Her complaint carried a petulant tone—a tactic that proved effective.
The chaos councilor’s voice softened slightly, adopting a placating manner.
"Remain calm."
"You know Chaos Council rules—losses are tolerable, failure is inexcusable."
"Wabla’s failure proves his incompetence and unworthiness. Your earlier impeachment against him was justified. Fear not—no councilor sympathizes with dead failures."
"This is merely routine questioning; it won’t take long."
"Moreover, the Chaos Council authorizes you to deploy elite units into ‘Bubble World’ Themis during the inquiry."
"Though the main pathway is severed, other Subspace paths remain functional, yes?"
"Send forces through those ‘paths’ to conduct preliminary investigations."
Hearing this, Gimmerly acquiesced.
"Fine. I’ll make arrangements and return with you."
…
Yet scarcely had the two deities departed, with demonic infiltration of the Crystal Walls just beginning…
"Boom—!"
From the Primal Mud beyond the Crystal Walls, a massive crashing sound echoed!
A colossal being had already breached the Crystal Walls!
