Mi'er was pushed and pushed to the ground, watching in horror as the massive roots of the Spirit Tree extended through the crack in the shield above the Lateran Palace, descending from the sky like a predator, piercing Rasul's body.

Rasul's face was spasmed and twisted under the severe pain of being tainted spiritually, but he still managed to use all his remaining strength to hand the Fruit of Eden in his hand with great difficulty, and handed it to the half-elf girl who had fallen to the ground.

"For ...... Why ......" Mi'er's voice trembled as if in a trance, "why do you ......"

"Honey...... Rasul's bloodless face, barely squeezing out a pale smile, "everyone has a ...... ...... to carry"

“…… Heavy fate......"

His body began to become transparent, and the erosion was spreading rapidly within his body.

"Sometimes, accept it...... than revolt ......"

"More need for ......"

“…… Guts. ”

The fruit of Eden eventually slipped out of his grasp, and rolled to Honey's feet.

Rasul's body was picked up by the roots of the Spiritual Tree, like a sinner hanged for the public. The Spirit Tree let out a gratifying roar, and eating the demigod replenished it with an incomparably abundant spirituality.

And those remnants of the unabsorbed spirituality exploded with the completely out of control and chaos in the realm of fate, and instantly swept away the entire Lateran Palace residence.

Mi'er stared blankly at the Fruit of Eden on the ground, which had lost its golden luster, and its surface was covered with gray dust, as dirty as a stone by the side of the road.

"So......" I don't know how long it took for her to say in a trance, "I'll never understand ......"

"Why is there always such a naïve idealist in the world, willing to burn everything he has?"

"What's in it for you?"

"But Asker said that the world is cold and unforgiving, and only rigidly runs according to the rules. If it is not willing to provide warmth and light to everyone, then I still hope that there will be at least such a person, even the most unrealistic idealist......

"In this cold and dark world, to ignite the ...... of hope"

She leaned down and grabbed the Fruit of Eden.

Countless lines of light extending from the surface of the golden apple suddenly appeared around her body, and began to weave and weave densely. Her long, silky pink hair fluttered at the back of her head, and layers of strange colors flashed in her pupils, gradually turning into an unrecognizable symbol.

It is the superposition of countless world lines, the infinite set of probabilities, the supreme authority of fate, and the possibilities of everything.

"So, what shall I call you next, my new master?" A faint voice sounded in the Fruit of Eden, with a vague melancholy and sigh, "Messiah......"

“…… Or the Antichrist? ”

"Nope." Mi'er raised her head high, looking at the behemoth that obscured the night sky, the ugly and terrible thing that could not be looked at.

Her expression was instantly awe-inspiring, with a certain low, irrepressible sadness...... and anger.

"I'm ...... Minerva! ”

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"The force field shield has been breached! The Spiritual Tree has begun to invade! ”

A terrible cry pierced the night sky, and the Holy See was as busy as a sleepy beast awakened.

A large number of high-dimensional creatures infiltrated through the loopholes opened by the Spirit Tree, and pounced on the clergy below who had not had time to escape, and were still rescuing the equipment materials, as well as the Papal Guards who tried to stop the return fire.

Faster than them was the mutation, which enveloped the entire Lateran Palace in an instant.

Within the scope of the mutation, all kinds of strange things began to happen:

In some places, the masonry is decaying and disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and flowers and plants are growing like mushrooms.

In other areas, the bullets passing through them seemed to be stuck in the quagmire, flying slowly at a speed slower than a snail.

More often than not, there are complete changes, such as houses of worship become high-rise buildings, pedestrian streets become roadways, places full of equipment become open spaces, or empty squares with a large number of buildings, etc.

These strange changes are unstable and unlasting, and soon they become something else again...... Time seems to be completely disordered within the scope of the anomaly, sometimes accelerating wildly, sometimes slowing down and standing still, and sometimes running to other world lines, overlapping and influencing parallel worlds.

Everything is out of order.

Aske stood with his sword in hand, and the girls teleported out of the Hearth Island, noticing that the surroundings were shrouded in mutations, and there was chaos and madness everywhere.

"What's going on?" Medea asked with a frown.

"Time." Aske replied succinctly, "Time-related anomalies. ”

"The Spirit Tree has broken through the force field shield." He pointed to the sky outside the chapel, "High-dimensional beings have infiltrated. As for the surrounding anomalies, it should be the fall of a demigod related to a certain time system. ”

"So the Spirit Tree absorbed the spirituality of a demigod?" Looking at the huge shadow above the window, Nora covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Oh my God! Then we should evacuate as soon as possible! I'll take you to the entrance of the secret passage right away! ”

"Wait." Asker stopped her as she was about to act, saying, "Mi'er hasn't come back yet!" ”

"Where's Mi'er?" Mia also noticed that her best friend was not present at this time, and her face immediately changed.

"We need to find her and get out!" Asker pressed his weak emotions and said as he pulled away from the topic.

So everyone sprang into action.

Nora summons nearby spirits and tells them to look for Mi'er's traces; Eleanor turned into a stream of light and flew into the air, and the mist of the will of the detective dispersed in all directions; Peggy simply activates the Death Tadpole to salvage the will of the priest who has died in the last few minutes, asking them if they have ever seen a pink-haired, half-elf girl.

Within five minutes, a voice rang out outside the chapel:

"You're looking for me?"

When everyone looked back, they saw the half-elf girl standing at the door of the chapel, and said lightly:

"I'm back."

"Honey!" Mia rushes to her side happily, only to find that her best friend's temperament seems to have changed somewhat.

It has become more mature, mysterious, and profound......

"Since Mi'er is back, let's run away as soon as possible." Asker secretly breathed a sigh of relief and spoke to everyone.

"Asker." Mi'er came to him, raised her head and looked directly into his eyes, and a symbol condensed in her green eyes, "I have condensed the law of fate." ”

"Uh, you've condensed the law?" Aske was slightly stunned when he heard this, "You mean ......"

"Under this mutation, my skills related to the Law of Destiny can be greatly amplified." Mi'er analyzed and said calmly, "And one of the skills I just mastered is to pull out the parallel world myself to come and help. ”

"Asker, I want to kill the Spiritual Tree and save Solomon."

"Are you sure?" Asker subconsciously asked, and suddenly understood the subtext of her words, "You want to pull yourself from the parallel world to kill the Spirit Tree?" Who is it? ”

"Yes." Mi'er nodded, "The 'self in the parallel world' that I want to pull comes from a world line where you don't appear. ”

"She is the Dark Lord of the Southern Continent, the Immortal Banshee King, Minerva."