With the same structure and the same layout, Dawn walked in the corridor of the central temple of Murias, and his heart was inexplicably a little steady. In the energy room below the temple, the energy of the Farr gem was already overdrawn, and it looked like a translucent glass crystal. A faint red halo surrounded the area of about four meters around it, and the crystals were covered with cracks, as if they would instantly turn into powder at the slightest touch.

"This situation is very different from the Fenrias in the past, there is no protective layer on the periphery of Muriath now, so I am afraid that it will fall apart immediately!"

"In the same way, plant that corroded oak tree, I have my own way!" Bai Ze's voice came from the sea of knowledge, which made Chenxi's heart feel a lot more steady.

Dawn didn't dare to touch the Farr gem at this time, and fortunately he arrived one step earlier, otherwise the gem would have shattered, and even the animal skin scroll in his hand would no longer be able to indicate the direction.

In front of the temple, the vast wasteland was surrounded and guarded by armies from Fenriath. Dawn pressed his palm against the earth, and an inky halo began to spread around. Immediately, a twisted and hideous ancient tree appeared in the center of the square.

The ancient tree was planted by the four fallen druids in the western swamps, and although it had also been baptized by the blood of the god Fetan, due to the long-term impregnation of the spirit of the unjust souls and deaths, the whole oak tree was not only distorted in shape, but also in size and height like a tree in the secular world. As soon as the oak tree took root, it began to absorb the scattered necromantic spirits around it. Of the countless natives of Murias, only a few of them were transformed into Void creatures, and the rest were trapped and died in the land. As a result, almost every inch of the land here is inhabited by necromancy, and as the oak trees adapt to their surroundings, their growth rate gradually increases.

"This level is far from enough......" The general also appeared behind Chenxi at some point, and seemed to understand his thoughts.

"I know, so give it some tonics!" Dawn replied softly, and then, following Bai Ze's instructions, he took out the fragments of the godhead left behind by Bella, the Celtic goddess of winter, and threw them into the roots of the oak tree.

The cold wind came out of nowhere, and layers of frost gradually appeared on the wasteland at the foot of the morning light. The originally loose black gravel wasteland was gradually frozen into a whole by the power of extreme cold originating from the ground, and the illusion of heavy metal was transmitted when Dawn stepped on it.

"Will it ...... It's too much!" Dawn was a little surprised by the power contained in the Winter's Godhead.

"Once this oak tree is fully grown, it can absorb even the Void Turbulence. Although the power of cold winter is overbearing, it is also a part of the law of order, and it is not a burden for it!" Bai Ze explained very confidently, "Moreover, cold winter and necromancy are two forces that complement each other, with the blessing of the power of winter, this oak tree that I have painstakingly modulated will be completely reborn!"

Before Bai Ze's words fell, the entire giant tree began to be covered with frost, and in a short time, the giant tree turned into an ice sculpture, and it seemed to be completely lifeless on the outside. But Dawn had already made a soul contract with the ghost oak tree, and at this time, it was clear that the roots of the giant tree were contracting violently. The endless resentment of the necromancy is absorbed by the roots, and under the pressure of the power of ice, it is constantly condensed and compressed, and finally lives towards death, turning into a strong vitality that feeds back into the body of the tree, the giant tree...... Undergoing sublimation and metamorphosis in essence.

"Lord...... Is this transformation a failure!" Kurolo also gathered at this time, looked at the ice sculpture in front of him, and asked worriedly.

"On the contrary, it will be a great creation not inferior to the giant tree of Babel. The ice has destroyed its decaying shell, but it has also created a chance for it to regain life!" said Dawn with admiration as she felt the pride of life inside the ghost oak tree. Kyushu's so-called great wisdom between life and death, he has a hunch, because of the link in the soul, the strange existence between life and death, the ghost oak tree, will bring earth-shaking changes to himself.

"The opportunity for a new life......" Kurolo gave a thoughtful look, as if he had thought of something.

"Click...... ......The sound of ice cracking kept coming from the tree, and the ice-like trunk of the oak tree crumbled layer by layer, turning into pieces of ice chips that dissipated with the wind. When the giant tree disappeared completely, a small ice-blue sapling stubbornly grew.

The little ice-blue sapling was born greedily absorbing the power of the extreme cold around it, and Bella's shattered fragments of the Winter Godhead continued to shrink at a visible rate. The small tree continued to rise in the process, and a trace of the power of the Fetan bloodline hidden in the bloodline was stimulated. When the fragment of Godhead completely disappeared, a huge ice-blue world tree appeared in front of Dawn.

"It's thrilling, but it's still a big way from the Babel Oak!" Gretel also commented on the sidelines, indeed, although the ice oak in front of him is also one after another, it is far inferior to the Babel oak entrenched in the whole of Fenrias.

"This is just the beginning, and the good is yet to come!" Dawn slowly walked towards the ice oak tree, and the figure gradually disappeared into the trunk, "Be on guard, you may usher in a crazy counterattack from those void creatures in a while!"

"Counterattack?" Gretel looked at each other for a moment, and then glanced at the void creatures that were still wandering around the periphery of the army, and couldn't help but be a little more vigilant.

Dawn fused her entire body into the giant tree, naturally knowing that the potential of the Winter's godhead had almost been exhausted. After all, it's just a fragment, and Cold Winter is not very important in Celtic culture. But the evolution of the giant tree continued, and the root system, which was several times larger than the trunk, was still spreading wildly under Murias. The barren Murias soil does not contain many nutrients, but it has a strong necromantic aura. At this moment, these undead souls were being absorbed into the giant tree in a steady stream, and the inside of the originally blue-white branches began to be occupied by clouds of black mist.

"Can we start?" asked Dawn Bai Ze, playing with a few restless crystals in his hands. These are the fragments of Godhead from the Death God Pill, and they are also the hole cards of Dawn's transformation plan.

"It's not enough, the concentration of necromancy isn't enough. Death is extremely reincarnated, and the entire fortress must be covered before it can be ......," Bai Ze commanded unhurriedly.

As the root system spreads, the giant tree's absorption of necromantic power begins to accelerate. On the ground, countless wandering void necromantic creatures began to let out restless roars. The creatures' instinct for danger has made these monsters realize that the time has come for a last-ditch effort.