In fact, for Edward now, this kind of monster is not theoretically too much trouble. As long as he used his divine power to forge some simple weapons, it would be a matter of minutes to chop these things into firewood...... However, theories are theories, and they are always conditioned by reality - if Edward used his divine powers so close at hand, and Azus didn't notice it, it would be hell!

The only way left is to escape, right?

You don't have to run too far, just delay a little until you reach Glesia or Maman...... No matter which devil did it and caught the attention of Azus, then Asmodeurs would not be able to find him Edward!

With his mind decided, Edward reached out and pulled the paladin beside him, turned around and flew out!

Circling in the air a few times, he slowly rose in height - the branches of the World Tree were essentially equivalent to tentacles, and there must be a limit in length. Edward didn't dare to say anything left and right, but there must be a certain limit to going up...... However, the enemies he faced were not stupid. Yugathira apparently still retains some basic wisdom -

Almost without hesitation, she divided into four more clones, and eight vine whips that differentiated from her arms flew in the air, completely blocking all the upward space around her, although Edward tried to use the power of mind control to block and change the direction of these huge vines, but the power of the mind condensed, activated, and opened a tentacle, and then two followed! For a while, he felt a little overwhelmed!

Here, after all, is on top of the World Tree......

......

"Your Majesty Yugathira. The sinner has been condemned, please calm your anger...... We fall down before you, fearful and remorseful......"

An elf in a sacrificial robe shouted loudly. The magic expanded his voice into a strangely loud and clear roar, slowly ringing into the distance like a bell, and behind him, dozens of elves lined up in a half-ring, kneeling towards the tentacles of the World Tree, also making a reverent call. Dozens of voices mingle together, stretching endlessly.

But even this cry strengthened by magic. I couldn't suppress the thunderous rumble coming from all directions, mixed with the roar. Countless shrill or intermittent wails made the sound even more thrilling—in the far end of the line of sight, more branches and leaves of the World Tree were rolling up from the surroundings, and countless tentacles were falling from the sky. Walk through the streets and alleys......

Swept a qiē!

The whipping and tumbling of thick tentacles. Treehouses and houses crumble apart, and delicate art is in ruins...... Heavy smoke and dust were raised and swayed, almost obscuring the sky, and the daylight was dimmed. And in the midst of the screams one after another, whether it is the travelers of the plane who robbed, stole and killed, or the elves who lived in the area, they were constantly caught up in this terrible beating!

The shouts of the robe elves stopped.

He looked up. He also stood up, his gaze fixed on the distance. On the tumbling vines, he spoke again, only this time, instead of the prayer and supplication, he was chanting a long, peculiar chant. The bytes were no longer as grand as they were, but they were deep and clear, and invisible magic fluctuations spread outward from his body like ripples, and in an instant, they had already crossed a range of hundreds of feet.

Layers of luster radiate on the ripples, enveloping all the lives along the way, closely connected.

"Stupid ......"

A small voice, coming from nowhere, was as low as a sigh, but it passed through a cacophony of qiē—the rumbling tremble, the shrill scream, and the muffled sound of incantations, and it was sent to everyone's ears...... Every listener's heartstrings trembled, and they subconsciously turned their gaze to try to find the source of the sound.

They did not find the source of the sound, but because of it, they witnessed the catastrophe.

Silently, more than a dozen dark brown tentacles stretched out from the end of their line of sight to the sky, paused slightly, and then brought a whistling storm roar, expanding in their field of vision! That moment was so short, and so long, the elves' eyes lost their brilliance, reflecting the clear texture on the huge tentacles, and noticed that each tentacle was entangled by dozens of vines, and they were gradually splitting apart, occupying all the remaining space in the sky!

The magic was churning, constructing a shield of radiance, but the small resistance was doomed to futility, and the seven-colored hemisphere was immediately twisted and shattered in the dark brown shadows, shattering and shattering into colorful light and fire in the shadows.

Then, there was the flickering of blood, and the endless darkness that followed,

"This kind of powerful existence with wisdom shouldn't just be able to use such a simple attack, at least there should be some magic attacks to assist...... It's really boring. ”

In the thousand-foot-high sky, Disbart lowered his head slightly, staring at the tragic battlefield under his feet, countless vines surging out, mixing the blood and flesh with the smoke and dust ruins into a strange and grand dark picture, and the ground began to float, and then large cracks appeared in the dog's teeth, sinking, and sliding to the entire flat side with countless earth and stones, as if in the cracks of infinite height...... A metal armor with a pitch-black sheen obscured the Iron King's body, and his skeletal helmet made his voice hum and tremble. But it can't hide the subtle loss in the Iron King's semantics: "But what did Asmodeirs do?"

"Just dive in...... However, it seems that the mage god has already made this interesting choice first......"

Mephistophelis's appearance was the same as ever, the metal cards still swimming in front of him, his slender fingers slowly brushing the metal sheets, and his words seemed to answer the questions of his companions, but as if he were talking to himself: "Yugalthera's...... Parasites?"

The Eighth Prison Lord's gaze drooped slightly, but the dark red pupils reflected an empty, not far sky beneath it. The shadow of the sun seemed to seep into a hazy mist, and the branches of the World Tree coiled and stretched there. In the hazy green, there seems to be a hint of golden red luster, which can't help but roll in it.

But a trace of whiteness pierced the deep light and shadow of that scene.

The Great Devil's brow furrowed.

Beneath his feet, in the dust and blood, a bright white light slashed through the brown of the tumbling vines like a sharp sword, and then the space. A terrible scream echoed like the screams of a beast!

"Did you do it? No, no...... It's a lot of fun. It's funny......"

The Great Devil's eyes narrowed.

At the end of his realization, above the ruins of what had been a city street, two huge vines were bouncing vigorously on the ground. They are the weapons of the World Tree and a part of its body...... Part of the past - now. The two inclined wounds have completely severed the connection it has with the great being. The golden luster burned and flowed like a flame on the neat section. For a long time, the rattan continued to stretch, retract and twist like a wounded python.

The emerald green liquid continued to spew out on the long section with the twisting of the branches, crystal like jade, and a drop splashed in the air, and the moment it collided with the ground, it suddenly split, and evaporated into a transparent cloud of smoke. Bursts of incomparably fresh scent are mixed into the space.

But this struggle can't recover the dying vitality in the end...... Because at this moment. Originally possessing this vine, one of the doppelgangers of Yugathira was retreating in a hurry, avoiding the bright luster in front of her that was slowly fading, the luster was gradually fading and restraining, but it still made all the qiē around her surge, and she couldn't avoid it!

"I'm sorry...... Edward, but ...... I can't just sit back and watch this happen like this...... No matter what, we must stop this gratuitous killing, even if it hurts Yujathera!"

Elena stood still in the air, golden flames pouring down from around her, turning the wings of her flying skills into gold, and rendering the long cross sword in her hand into a dazzling rainbow of light. Her gaze flickered at the six avatars of the World Tree who were turning their heads in this direction, and whispered apologies from Sakura's lips.

Sighing softly, the Psychic Warlock's lowered gaze reflected the apocalyptic scene.

The whipping and shaking of the vines had destroyed most of the city in an instant, and the streets were stacked like broken waves, filled with shocking cracks, as if they had experienced a terrible earthquake. The fairy city, elegant and laid-back, full of art and nature, is now completely ruined, and only a few beautiful fragments remain, gradually fading in memory.

As the last remnant, a dozen elves hid under a wall that was still intact, and seven adult males, maintaining an equal number of women and children, looked in horror and despair at the branches of the World Tree that were dancing wildly dozens of feet away in front of them, and could no longer do anything but shrink in one place as best they could.

They were the reason for the paladin's apology, a testament to the kindness of her heart, and a reason for her actions.

So when he looked up, Edward smiled at the paladin.

It's just that he didn't sue him, and she didn't need to apologize at all...... Because a qiē cannot be transferred by her will. She couldn't save the elves, and neither could she attack Yugathira.

Such an attack is as slight as the dander shed from a human body for this tree that spans half the world...... In fact, this qiē could not save the lives of the elves - in this single essence of goodness, they do not need to be saved, nor can they be saved by a mortal, death is only a new beginning for them, and they will return to the center of Afando and be reborn in the power of Corellon.

But what does it matter?

It doesn't matter if it's stupid or useless...... Isn't what he likes is the girl who shines with holy light, speaks of justice and kindness, the strong and brave holy warrior?

So, "Just be careful." ”

He said.

Then the next moment, he watched as the girl held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and with a golden sword light, it cut through the void hundreds of feet in front of her.

The white gold-like flame moved forward, and the light within a hundred feet seemed to converge inward, as if all of them were dimmed because of this. Then, the trajectory of the light structure spread out like this, above the path of the blade. Several of the rattan whips that had just been swung broke silently, and the will of the World Tree skillfully manipulated them, bending layer by layer to block the trajectory of the blade, but as the blue sap swayed the waste, the golden arc of light still moved forward, undisturbed in the slightest.

Until it finally hits a bigger target.

Those with a few hugs of thickness, the stems of the World Tree clones.

The World Tree made a painful sound.

Her cries were like countless pieces of wood rubbing against each other. The low, high-pitched, pervasive crosses everyone's eardrums. It stabbed into the center of his mind, and then there seemed to be a roar of rolling thunder in the sky, rumbling and exploding...... Roar, howl. Whoop. Moan......

In fact, it was no longer a voice, but a wave-like will directly instilled by the huge tree, full of fear, anger, and uneasiness......

Even Edward, in this voice, had to concentrate all his will against the terrible. Soul-shaking pain. He closed his eyes and tightened all the tentacles of his mind. It had formed a thick line of defense outside the soul, but it still couldn't stop it from trembling slightly in the stormy impact.

Just for a moment.

When the psychic warlock raised his gaze again, everything around him had changed in an instant.

It was the green sap that had been sprayed from between the broken branches, and it disappeared with the sound of snorting, but the air was agitated, and countless cloudy ingredients and dense magical energy were constantly entangled, gushing, and at some point, they had distorted the qiē around them, creating a pale, subtle and slowly agitating mist, and just like that, it was filled, swallowing all the qiē in between.

A qiē is disappearing from view.

Edward looked up, his silver eyes reflecting the pale cyan sky in the distance, the golden remnant sun, the ruined city, and the forest-like monsters...... However, this qiē is shrouded in a gradually cloudy mist. They came from the sky, from the ground, from the wreckage of the walls of the ruined elven city, and from the branches of the receding World Tree, so that they were so quickly diffuse, just a breath that had swallowed up all the qiē around them into the confusion, with a little pale green white, leaving only some subtle shadows.

The Psychiocer's brow furrowed slowly, and he slid his body slightly, allowing himself to lean towards Elena's side...... And when the distance was only a dozen feet away, the dense fog around him had almost covered less than a hundred feet in front of his sight.

"What's going on?"

Elena raised the sword that radiated the flame forward, and a golden light extended from it, piercing deep into the dense mist, but the shining light pierced through the mist, but could not illuminate anywhere in what seemed to be a cloud of water vapor - the golden light seemed to be cut off by the pale white-green, and the part that pierced into it disappeared.

Illusion?

The girl's gaze condensed slightly on the psychic mancer's face, but in the end she didn't say her doubt—

There is probably no illusion in this world that can deceive this person, although according to what I know in my heart, the World Tree Yuga Tehira should be a greater existence than the gods...... But for some reason, there was still a voice that said this in the depths of my heart.

He won't be deceived.

"There is nothing toxic in the mist, and it is not an energy, and the feeling of divine power is still unobstructed, and we are still in place...... So be careful not to get too far away from me, as Yugathira may be using this fog as a cover to sneak up on us. We'd better go a little higher......"

Edward said. But in the end, it stopped. He sighed slightly, stretched out his hand, and the rocks on the ground surged like mud, forming a hemispherical improvised house that enveloped the unconscious elves

Just for comfort......

"Thank you......" Elena's voice was soft, although she also knew that this kind of protection was better than nothing for the threat that the World Tree might pose, but in a situation like this, this was already the greatest help that Edward could give these people.

For this person.

"Your Excellency Edward, you really have a lot of leisure......"

The enchanting laughter came with the wind, and the figure of Glesia also stepped into a pale blue luster, and the devil's princess seemed to look around as if nothing had happened, and the third lord, Maman, had turned into the little snake on her ankle again. "What are we going to do next?" her bright red eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the fog around her: "I think I have two very unfortunate news here that I should tell you first, these fogs are quite strange, and I can't seem to contact my father now." ”

Edward only bowed slightly, ignoring the deliberate clasp in her words.

- In less than three breaths, Her Royal Highness the princess really uncovered the puzzle herself: "There is still a problem, whether it is up or down, left or right, you can't get out, although you can use teleportation inside...... It was as if we were trapped in this fog. ”

The fog around him seemed to be like the ground to those who were trapped in it, and every inch of space could be his foothold. It was getting quieter and quieter, as if even the sound of the howling wind had fallen silent. After a while, it seemed that the rhythmic chirping of insects sounded again, and melodious music could be heard in the distance. (To be continued......)