Chapter 382
The operation is complex, but the progress bar is clear.
After a near-unimpeded, all-encompassing invasion, Anqi's consciousness sat at the center of the World Tree, feeling the boundless information and energy at her fingertips, and breathed a sigh of relief.
[Burp~~]
[One wave is enough.]
It was truly a huge success.
I never imagined the World Tree was something like this, containing endless information and Ley Line energy, yet it was almost completely unguarded. Invading it with the Erosion Authority is like seizing a golden palace without an owner or lock.
Anqi could sense that if she exerted even a little force on this so-called "tree," the entire Teyvat would collapse and the seas would shatter, making it even more terrifying than Herrscher in some ways.
Is there something wrong with the Teyvat world? It has such powerful things, and they don't even have a firewall? It feels so unreal.
[Ahem! Is it possible that the firewall is the Grass God, and she's still outside, imprisoned by the Sumeru people?]
[...]
Anqi Faction suddenly realized.
Then, I felt even more that the Teyvat world was sick.
But regardless, we've gained complete control of the World Tree; let's address the current issues first.
Anqi quickly browsed through the information about her various incarnations in the World Tree. Unsurprisingly, nothing was recorded. So she hastily fabricated a few entries and inserted them.
Then, I quickly browsed key information about the World Tree setting, the Grass God, the King Deshret, pollution, and so on.
A moment later, Anqi's consciousness, holding a chaotic and distorted mass of energy, touched her chin.
[So this is pollution? Just as the information I gathered before, it's the power of the Abyss... Let me release a little Honkai Energy to test it out.]
A moment later, the so-called pollution, along with the trace amount of Honkai Energy, canceled each other out and disappeared completely.
The same experimental results as those found in the poisoned blood of Dvalin.
This made Anqi nod in satisfaction. Then, she lifted up the wisp of consciousness that she had just managed to preserve at the foot of the tree.
[So, this guy is the King Deshret? Goodness, it's really shattered, Raiden Makoto.]
Anqi quickly and skillfully began repairing it, pondering how to use the King Deshret as she worked.
"Hmm~~"
The King Deshret awakens from its slumber.
However, I was not confused.
According to her settings, the condition for her awakening was that the Grass God had mastered divine power and necessary knowledge, and arrived at the World Tree.
And this will also be the end for the King Deshret.
She stood up under the tree, turned around, and intended to greet the finally matured Little Grass God with a smile.
"... Where is God?"
However, nothing was seen.
The King Deshret was momentarily stunned.
"The Grass God didn't come, so how did I awaken? Wait, why are my powers and consciousness so complete? Wasn't I already exhausted myself, almost..."
The King Deshret cannot accept the current situation.
She remembered that she had exhausted her life to purify the World Tree's pollution, and what remained here was her lingering will, entangled with the last bit of pollution.
She waited there for the Little Grass God to initiate the purification process, to erase the last vestiges of pollution—and at the same time, to erase her last vestige of will. It was tantamount to completely erasing her past, present, and future from Teyvat, so that no one, god, would ever remember her again.
But for the sake of the purity of the World Tree and the survival of Teyvat, the King Deshret was willing to do so.
However, the current situation is beyond her comprehension.
She seemed to have been completely resurrected.
Who could save her in that state? The Seven Archons certainly couldn't, and Celestia probably couldn't either. So what being saved her?
In a brief moment of astonishment, the King Deshret suddenly felt an unprecedentedly immense will staring at him from behind.
The Great Tree King swiftly turned around. There, he saw the colossal World Tree, unchanged for millennia, now radiating an unprecedented, vibrant aura of majesty. And the immense will that terrified even the gods was watching him from within the tree.
"You... who are you?"
"Understand, I am the World Tree."
"Impossible! I am the incarnation of the World Tree!"
"No, you are a accessible terminal that the World Tree has placed in the material world, representing the World Tree's connection with Celestia. You can think of it as an imaginary terminal in relation to the imaginary system. The terminal is connected to the system, but the terminal is not equal to the system."
The voice emanating from the tree was mechanical and indifferent, but the consciousness within it was vast and boundless, incomparably boundless and magnificent.
The King Deshret paused for a moment, blinked, and recalled its earliest memories and its relationship with the World Tree.
Suddenly, I felt a little confused.