Chapter 505

"No. The essence of the Grass God is a accessible terminal that extends from the World Tree into the material world, used to establish contact with the gods and Celestia. The terminal belongs to the World Tree, but the terminal is not equal to the World Tree."

"And who are you?"

"I understand. I am the World Tree."

That grand will repeated the answer in a voice so calm it was devoid of any emotion.

The behemoth froze in place again, and after a long while, it slowly spoke:

"I should have thought of that sooner. Since someone like me, who integrates multiple wills into one, can also form a rational and clear dominant will, it is not surprising that the World Tree, as the place where the memories of the earth and all living beings converge, possesses a will."

Even the Tree King and the Grass God accepted this concept.

Rene, of course, didn't see anything wrong with it.

Rather, it's precisely because these people are so intelligent, possessing knowledge unimaginable to ordinary people, that they are more likely to find logically consistent and reasonable explanations for incredible phenomena. And the more profound and mysterious their explanations, the more they feel they have discovered truths unknown to anyone else.

Rene believed it. Mainly because he could feel the unparalleled weight of this "World Tree" and the resonance between them as a collective of wills, there seemed to be no more reasonable explanation than the World Tree.

"The world is indeed vast, and I still have many, many shortcomings. So, Your Majesty the World Tree, may I ask why you have summoned me?"

"The World Formula is correct, but not comprehensive enough."

"What?"

"Solution. You cannot include the arrival of beings equivalent to the world in your calculations. This is not a flaw in the formula, but a limitation of being within the world."

Rene, or rather Nacizenkruz, was speechless.

Then the giant beast's body trembled and it said:

What do you mean?

"Understood. The Descendants have appeared."

"... So that means the prophecy can be deciphered, and I don't need to save everyone in my own way?"

"Correct answer."

The World Tree's voice was cold and indifferent, like a machine, or like a god who never makes a mistake.

The behemoth fell into a long silence.

Four hundred years of perseverance, the transgression of human rights in the research, the deaths and separations of friends and family, and the abandonment of human identity to become such a monster—all the efforts lost their meaning with a single sentence from the World Tree.

So the behemoth fell silent.

Anqi was waiting for his first comment.

"I see. That's wonderful."

Nacizenkruz said this, his deep voice filled with a sense of relief.

If he were in human form, he would probably see his taut, indifferent expression, which had been tense for four hundred years, suddenly melt away, revealing a faint smile.

The World Tree Anqi, or rather, many Anqi, gazed at this enormous monster devoid of any hostility, smiles appearing on their faces.

"I swear, Nacizenkruz, the World Tree needs you, the earth and all living beings need you."

Is there an even bigger crisis?

"I hereby declare that the Descendants have appeared in the world, and the laws of Heavenly Principles are hidden from view, suggesting a possible change. The actions and purposes of Celestia are unclear, and there is a risk of catastrophe that could overturn the world and destroy civilization at any moment. The earth and all living beings are under threat, therefore, I need you."

"I understand. Please tell me, what can I do for you?"

Having just accepted the reality that four hundred years of effort had been meaningless, the behemoth responded to the World Tree's request with a calm and firm voice.

Even Anqi Faction, who prides himself on being cold and ruthless, was speechless for a moment.

"To... Nacizenkruz, Rene."

"Please speak."

"On behalf of the earth and all living beings, I thank you."

The behemoth paused, then slowly nodded, then shook its head.

"I don't need your thanks. I haven't done anything good, and I've long since become a non-human monster inside and out. But..."

But this thank you is the best reward for all his efforts.

Nacizenkruz banished the last trace of his dejection and focused his energy on the World Tree, awaiting the command of this will of all beings.