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    Chapter 592: Since the Branch Broke, Let’s Propagate Through Cuttings

    The Divine Battle appeared earth-shattering to mortal eyes!

    Lying upon the World Tree branches in the Primal Mud, the Chosen Ones warriors witnessed the entire Divine Battle!

    The Giant God’s form transformed once more!

    Its Divine Body grew larger and more robust. Though the Giant God had always resembled a moving mountain range, this mountain now stood taller, more imposing, and radiated greater warmth!

    Indeed!

    The faint Holy Light from the Sun emanating from the Giant God became brighter and more intense!

    If before, the Giant God’s Holy Light resembled the morning sun—warm yet gentle—

    Now, it blazed like the midday sun!

    "Sizzle…"

    Under the Giant God’s Holy Light, the remaining Impure Spirits melted like snow beneath scorching sunlight, rapidly dissolving into pools of foul-smelling pus before evaporating without trace.

    Meanwhile…

    "Hiss…"

    The bodies and armor of the Chosen Ones warriors hissed as if gentle flames burned within!

    "Great is the Giant God!"

    "Merciful Giant God! Such boundless grace upon us worthless beings!"

    They marveled to discover that the Holy Light from the Sun radiating from the Giant God—previously merely uplifting morale—now flowed powerfully, constantly healing their Impure Spirit-infected bodies and repairing their corrupted armor!

    Soon, save for irrecoverable paint damage, every Chosen Warrior stood fully restored!

    And this resulted merely from exposure to the Giant God’s emitted "radiation"!

    Even more…

    "By the Light…"

    "The Holy Light from the Sun within us… it’s mutating!"

    "Aye…"

    Though uncertain of this mutation’s outcome, the Chosen Ones warriors overflowed with gratitude for this divine blessing!

    "Bountiful Giant God!"

    "Magnificent!"

    The warriors knelt in unison, praying and giving thanks to the Giant God.

    Yet the Giant God neither required their actions nor their gratitude.

    It simply followed its predetermined plan, unleashing its breath upon the "Vast Dragon God · Small Skull Species" that dared threaten the World Tree!

    "Boom—Boom—!"

    The Small Skull Species pivoted, directing colossal tails toward the Giant God.

    The devastating "Magic Power of Dissolution" gathered at their tails!

    The so-called “Magic Power of Dissolution” was the bloodline magic of the Small Skull Species; they possessed it since birth without deliberate learning. When this magic attached to their divine body’s tail during flight, it harnessed void magic to unleash devastating strikes!

    The deity’s Steel Skin and law substance scales could be shattered by such blows!

    Indeed…

    "Zzzz—!"

    "Boom—Crash—!"

    As the Vast Dragon God · Small Skull Species swept its tail whip through the void, thunderous vibrations echoed. The Magic Power of Dissolution agitated the void magic, driving them into a frenzy as they sought to tear everything apart!

    Thus…

    "Crack—Snap—!"

    Deafening thunder roared, preceded by blue-purple lightning darting through the void like snakes!

    This display of power actually manipulated celestial phenomena within the void!

    Yet the Giant God showed no fear. The Vast Dragon God · Small Skull Species’ proudest magic stirred no turmoil before him.

    "Boom—!"

    "Crash—!"

    The Giant God’s divine body moved!

    Powerful hind legs lifted his form—a sacred mountain ascending through clouds to pierce the heavens!

    Contrary to expectations of "heaviness" or "majesty," this "mountain" now embodied "nimbleness."

    "A nimble mountain"—such adjective-noun pairing would hardly pass in primary education…

    Yet this improbable phrase now echoed among the Chosen Warriors!

    "Thud—Thud—Thud—!"

    Massive feet pounded the earth.

    Each impact triggered violent quakes.

    Across Primordial Earth and its connecting "World’s Severed Branches," no mortal-level beings remained standing amidst the tremors!

    The Chosen Warriors remained unfazed.

    They’d always watched the Giant God’s divine feats on their knees!

    "Zzzz—Snap—!"

    "Boom—!"

    Within the void-woven sky, the Vast Dragon God · Small Skull Species continued unleashing blue-purple lightning. Magic clashed violently against the void, spraying terrifyingly brilliant sparks of destruction!

    Yet none struck the Giant God!

    The "nimble mountain" advanced relentlessly, evading every sweeping tail whip!

    "Boom—!"

    The earth convulsed violently!

    Then…

    "Whoosh—!"

    In the stunned Double Eyes of mortals, the Giant God’s figure loomed—a flying mountain peak!

    Its powerful hind legs kicked off, launching its colossal frame from the Primordial Earth. It soared above the wispy Ether Steam clouds, vanishing from mortal sight.

    Though unseen, its presence thundered on!

    "Boom—!"

    Immense weight crushed down upon the Small Skull Species!

    "Roar—Roar—Roar—Roar—!"

    The Vast Dragon God shrieked in agony.

    But its cries were abruptly silenced!

    "Whoosh—!"

    A massive skull plunged from the "cloud layer," clamping onto the Vast Dragon God’s head!

    "Crack—!"

    The snap of divine bones echoed through the void.

    The relentless blue-purple lightning and thunder ceased instantly.

    "Boom—Boom—Boom—!"

    The Vast Dragon God’s enormous form plummeted from the "clouds," smashing into the ground!

    "Whoosh—!"

    Ether Lakes and Ether River Streams across the Primal Wilderness erupted skyward. Riverbeds, hills, and landscapes warped under the colossal impact.

    The unfolding spectacle left the Chosen Ones warriors awestruck and speechless.

    Few "first generation" Chosen Ones warriors remained now.

    Most pioneers held high offices; even second and third generation warriors were rare finds.

    Later Chosen Ones warriors, born during various military expansions, grew up with "Giant God faith." Yet the belief formed in classrooms and churches was flimsy compared to witnessing divine grandeur firsthand!

    "Great is the Giant God!"

    "Praise the Giant God!"

    "God of gods! King of kings!"

    "You arrive at the appointed hour, drawing all creation into your mighty jaws."

    "You spurn wickedness; no evildoer stands beside you."

    "Arrogant gods crumble before you. Those who defy the Great Plan face utter ruin."

    "As for me, I kneel in reverence. Let me be but a grain of sand gathered for your Great Plan."

    Sacred words and hymns swelled like waves.

    The Chosen Ones warriors who witnessed this divine battle felt their souls cleansed.

    However, they did not yet know that the event was far from over…

    The Giant God ignored the other Vast Dragon Gods · Small Skull Species and first devoured and tore apart the divine flesh, swallowing large pieces into his belly.

    As the divine flesh was torn, a huge amount of divine blood mixed with the Giant God’s saliva rained down from the sky!

    “Splash—!”

    “Hiss—!”

    The Chosen Ones warriors bathed in divine blood; they were surprised to find their bodies underwent another mutation!

    At that moment…

    “Boom—Boom—Boom—!”

    The Giant God, who had already swallowed several pieces of divine flesh, walked over!

    He opened his giant jaws, like a black hole, toward the Chosen Ones warriors!

    —-

    “Crack—!”

    “Ah—!”

    The Vast Dragon Gods · Small Skull Species were scared and scattered in panic, fleeing everywhere; they clumsily swayed their mountain-like bodies, their huge feet thundered on the ground, looking imposing to mortals.

    But their roars no longer sounded strong, now filled with panic.

    At this point, if Trilobite chased after them, he would surely catch them.

    Though Trilobite was no longer the Beautiful Nodosaurus of the “Jurassic period,” the Xuanhan Dragon ran almost as fast on two legs.

    Compared to the Nasal Cup Dragon…

    “Hmm…”

    “As expected of the Nasal Cup Dragon, moving so slowly…”

    As an early lizard-type archosaur, the Nasal Cup Dragon could only run by twisting its body side to side.

    Its legs weren’t upright, and while it didn’t drag its belly on the ground, it couldn’t lift it high; plus its very bulky body, too big for its small head…

    How fast could it move?

    “But forget it, no time to deal with you now.”

    “Ah woo… ah woo…”

    Trilobite watched the Nasal Cup Dragons slowly run away, but he didn’t move.

    Because he was “extremely hungry.”

    Without eating something to fill his belly, he couldn’t do anything.

    Finally…

    “Burp—!”

    Belching didn’t mean he was full; it only meant he had eaten too fast.

    He choked.

    But at least there was meat in his belly.

    The warmth nourished Trilobite, easing his Hunger slightly.

    Though the system still showed "hungry," and most of the enormous Nasal Cup Dragon remained uneaten, he finally had energy to focus elsewhere.

    Like…

    "Oh no, my tree!"

    Trilobite stared at his planted bracken fern in anguish.

    The fern’s trunk now swayed precariously from the Nasal Cup Dragons’ rubbing, with multiple branches showing fractures.

    One main branch had snapped completely, lying in the muddy water—splattered with Nasal Cup Dragon blood.

    Heartbreaking!

    Had they merely eaten some leaves, Trilobite wouldn’t have minded; leaves regrow.

    Proper trimming even benefits plants.

    It was practically sustainable harvesting.

    But instead of eating, these Nasal Cup Dragons rammed and rubbed, wrecking everything.

    Thankfully, they lacked goats’ destructive habit of gnawing roots and bark, or the entire bracken fern would’ve perished.

    "Need repairs."

    "Hmm…"

    "Can branches be reattached?"

    Checking the system, Trilobite discovered…

    It was possible!

    Each bent branch required 2000 Chaos Energy to mend. With over ten damaged spots, the cost seemed acceptable.

    "Not wasted energy."

    "Spend it!"

    "But this…"

    "Why not just rob me!?"

    While fixing bends cost little, reattaching fully severed branches demanded 200,000 Chaos Energy!

    To which Trilobite reacted:

    "Damn!"

    This made sense, though.

    "Reviving the dying" and "resurrecting the dead" were entirely different matters.

    "Rather than that…"

    "Maybe…"

    "I’ll propagate cuttings instead."

    "Cutting propagation" meant inserting nutritive parts—branches, roots, or leaves—into soft soil to grow new plants.

    With low cell differentiation, most plants could regenerate this way under proper conditions. Even stubborn cases thrived with hormone treatment.

    "Only 2000 Chaos Energy…"

    "No reason not to!"

    With that, Trilobite clamped onto a bracken fern branch.

    Meanwhile, the ordinary Pan-Spirit Deities·quadrupedal type—scared off earlier by the Vast Dragon God·Small Skull Species—returned.

    To Trilobite, they appeared as Strange Liaoning Dragons.

    "Crack—!"

    "Ah—!"

    They called softly, wide curious eyes fixed on the "Giant God" planting the "World Tree Branches."

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