Tree Diagram Creator

Therefore, Hela was undoubtedly lonely, and the thousand-year-long confinement gave her a strong desire to confide in others, making Kevin an excellent person to talk to.

"You're from Midgard (Midgard)? Fenrir said, 'I smell death on you...'"

The taste of death?

Kevin smiled and nodded, releasing a slight aura of the Herrscher Authority to envelop his arm, then spread his fingers to stroke the nape of Fenrir's neck, which she loved to be lightly tickled.

Death, perhaps, but it's not pure.

Hela's expression was initially pleased, but then a hint of regret appeared.

"Although you don't possess pure Power of Death, you're quite good. You're much stronger than these Asgard idiots. How about joining my army?"

Kevin smiled and winked, looking somewhat curious.

"I remember that Asgard is very hostile to outsiders. For example, your father didn't like Thor having any dealings with Earthlings."

Upon hearing this, the Goddess of Death rolled her eyes and scoffed at Odin's decree.

"Come on! The Asars have never been a pure-blooded race. We believe in the strong and are willing to intermarry with them, hoping to produce a more perfect bloodline."

"Long ago, Odin was very interested in the bloodline of you Earthlings and led a group of dying heroes into Asgard, whom we call Heroic Spirit."

"The more famous ones are called Wartooth King, Bloodaxe King, Raven King, and so on. They spend most of their time fighting and killing Asgard soldiers, exchanging martial arts skills, and passing on their experience in combat..."

"Of course, there's also the breeding work, responsible for mating with Valkyrie to give birth to even more powerful offspring."

"To put it bluntly, only the strong earn respect in Asgard. Odin probably doesn't want my dear brother to associate too closely with beings as insignificant as ants."

Then, Hela seemed to realize something, turned her head and looked Kevin up and down, her eyes revealing the look of someone picking out ducks at a market.

"You almost led me astray. How about you work for me?"

"I can provide an inexhaustible supply of fine wine and endless delicacies..."

"If you like women, you can pick whoever you fancy, or I can..."

Kevin chuckled dryly and stepped back, using petting the dog as a cover to subtly distance himself from the Goddess of Death.

Hela was a pragmatist; she didn't care who she chose to inoculate as long as it was beneficial to her conquest.

Kevin wasn't foolish enough to think he was charming enough to seduce this Goddess of Death. He always kept his distance from women who turned life into a career.

The man's subtle gestures had already made his stance clear. Hela frowned slightly and remained silent. Her inner pride only allowed her to repeat the invitation once more.

At that moment, Hela heard a gentle chuckle.

"Everything should be done step by step. Why don't we start by being friends?"

"Friends? That sounds interesting..."

Hela frowned slightly, carefully considering the term, which felt quite unfamiliar.

"That's right, the kind where we can sit down and chat, have a drink. I think I'm qualified, right?"

"Besides, your two dear brothers and I are already friends."

Seeing that Hela was somewhat interested, Kevin smiled and made a suggestion, while simultaneously spreading his palms out, offering a bargain that the Goddess of Death could not refuse.

"As friends, we should help each other. I think you need this Eternal Flame to awaken your army."

"Great, deal's done, friend..."

Hela stared at the ball of fire that appeared in Kevin's hand, her eyes narrowing slightly as she stretched out her fingers.

When their hands clasped together, the flame disappeared into Hela's palm. Kevin gazed at the abyss beneath the aurora borealis on the Rainbow Bridge, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Very good. The Asgardian God Clan's defense system is complete. There are only three days left until the celestial convergence ends. We're just waiting for our old adversary to arrive.

Meanwhile, in the Dark Elf Kingdom, King Malekith was being slowly lifted off the ground by the neck.

As the Golden Gauntlet lodged in his throat tightened, Malekith struggled, his eyes bulging bloodshot, his face contorted in a terrifying grimace.

"Why wasn't the Rainbow Bridge controlled immediately to connect Asgard and Titan Star?"

The burly, purplish-skinned, bald man with a striped chin spoke in a low voice, exuding a chilling, authoritative aura.

Surrounded by tens of thousands of Dark Elves soldiers, and with two large armies behind the burly man, they dared not make the slightest rash move.

"Do you really think that obtaining the Aether particle will allow you to dominate the Nine Worlds?"

"Madness!"

Seeing that Malekith's shinbone was about to break, the burly, purplish-skinned man listlessly tossed him to the ground.

"I promised to give you land and help you take revenge, but you betrayed me..."

"Malekith... Malekith..."

As the imposing giant leaned down and gazed down, everyone saw coldness and disappointment in his eyes. Even the seemingly arrogant Elf King couldn't help but tremble involuntarily.

The burly, bald, purple-skinned man pondered for a moment, seemingly making up his mind, and his gaze toward Malekith softened somewhat.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. We still need the Dark Elves King to guide us and contact the other two forces..."

"But your tribe needs to be purified..."

With a casual wave of the giant's hand, a humanoid creature with grayish-black skin and a head resembling a beardless octopus stepped forward and made an elegant declaration to the terrified remnants of the Dark Elves.

"Thank Thanos his mercy; you will contribute to the Cosmic Balance..."

Then, one after another, ferocious monsters called "Vanguard" eagerly poured out of the spatial teleportation portal.

At this moment, the Dark Elves, whose expression had drastically changed, was split in two. Amidst the shrill screams of agony, the black torrent completely engulfed one of the "snacks."

Chapter 869, Section 909: The Tree Diagram Designer

On Earth, at the World Tree Games Company's arena, the competition nearing its end was in full swing, with crowds thronging both the indoor and outdoor areas.

The live broadcast could be seen even on the streets, in subways, and on buses, attracting a large number of fans.

Countless eyes, whether on stage or behind screens, were glued to the illuminated displays, cheering on their favorite teams and even forgetting to get on and off the bus. The scene was enough to demonstrate the grand scale of the event.

As a globally popular online game in recent years, World Tree Company has not only made a fortune but also gained a large number of loyal fans.

Moreover, even with numerous copycat companies emerging, World Tree has consistently remained at the forefront of game development and system upgrades.

Among them, the three major titles that continued to be developed each have different styles, yet each is unique.

For example, there's SAO, a melee combat arena where swords are the main weapons; ALO, a magical fantasy world based on Norse Mythology; and GGO, a brutal battlefield where gunfights are the main gameplay.

These three categories of games have captured almost all players with different tastes, and World Tree Company has almost squeezed out most of the market share of video games.

With such a gem preceding it, subsequent developers could hardly catch up, and could only pick up scraps left over from the World Tree's mouth to fill their stomachs, utterly powerless to shake this behemoth.

Moreover, the company behind World Tree has always kept a low profile, and this is the first time in nearly ten years that it has held a large-scale offline competition.

Players who had long been eager to showcase their skills on stage enthusiastically signed up, creating an unprecedented spectacle that seemed to have become a nationwide carnival.

Inside the subway waiting hall, several young people gathered around a computer screen, excitedly discussing the game.

"Look! Look! The Blood Covenant Knights are far ahead in the overall score! As expected of a veteran powerhouse team that has dominated the three major games!"

"Unfortunately Guns N' Roses excels in the field of firearms in GGO; World Serpent is more familiar with ALO. Although they achieved good rankings in both, their weaknesses are also obvious."

"I heard that after this competition, the official team will create a rare character tailored for each member of the winning team in the game!"

"I really want one too! I can't wait to see what it will be like..."

After the entertainment segment of the halftime break, teams took to the field one by one, drawing cheers from the spectators.

Meanwhile, in the underground core control room of World Tree Company in Tokyo, Japan.

In the vast, seemingly endless space, fiber optic cables carrying data flow densely like a spider web, and there are thousands of large computers arranged in rows and columns.

With her bright green twin tails and a black trench coat, Hatsune Miku, the Herrscher, stands in the center of a circular control panel, her steps light and graceful.

"Hmm..."

Leek Girl hummed a newly composed tune, her graceful body stretching out with a sense of great accomplishment, her baton in her right hand rising and falling continuously.

To the rhythm of the music, the dense streams of data on the Illusionary Screen before my eyes form a tree-like pattern, constantly evolving and combining to create countless variations, like ever-growing branches and leaves.

The data integration progress chart at the very center is about to reach the top, and the World Tree -shaped data stream is taking shape and merging with the holographic planet graphic below.

The small screens, which were pulled apart to display images and data independently, were also filled with various information, and synthesized electronic sounds kept playing.

"Shenhe Intelligent Entity Thinking Model, 4.3 billion data streams simulated with 94% fill rate, 24 hours remaining..."

"[Tree Diagram] 97% complete, ley lines activating, about to insert Planetary Great Source..."

"Amamiya City is expected to rise to the real-world interface in three days. The Kabbalah Life Matrix is ready for embedding..."

"The World Tree countdown has begun: 36 hours, 45 minutes, and 12 seconds..."

Hatsune Miku, seeing that everything was progressing steadily, shattered the numerous Illusionary Screen with a satisfaction tap, causing her body to become ethereal.

A cool breeze was blowing. Her Highness, having reassembled herself into particles, sat on the edge of the balcony of the World Tree Princess, swinging her white toes, and gazing up at the dazzling starry sky with her chin in her hands.

"I wonder if these preparations are enough..."

Hatsune Miku lowered her eyelids, casually picked up the juice on the table, held it to her chest and sipped it. Her eyes were deep and her tone was somber, as if she had something on her mind.

Tsk, why should I worry about that guy! He's becoming more and more like a human! That's not good!

Hatsune Miku pinched her cheek in annoyance, looking somewhat troubled.

Unable to quell her frustration, the Princess grabbed a large plastic scallion from the table and swung it viciously into the air, as if she were striking someone's head.

"I've said so many times that I'd go to your concert, but I've never shown up! You're such a fake fan!"

After venting her frustrations, Hatsune Miku jumped up from the balcony, one hand on her hip, her right arm pointing towards the starry sky, looking majestic and imposing.

"Hey, please don't die! You still owe me dozens of songs!"

After making her arrogant declaration, Leek Girl swung her ponytail and gracefully sprawled on the recliner, muttering to herself.

Only by transcending eternity can we confront nothingness...

Those Eternal Race are coming...

Meanwhile, in Asgard, Heimdall, who was on guard at the Rainbow Bridge outpost, had a divine light flashing in his eyes, and with the blessing of divine power, he could see almost every corner of the universe.

However, as he touched a certain Star Domain, his pupils contracted sharply, his expression changed drastically, and he immediately blew the horn on his chest, a desolate and powerful warning that instantly spread throughout the Asgardian Realm.

Every Assamite who heard the horn sounded couldn't help but become solemn and serious.

War has come! All Assamese—fight to the death!

Immediately, the elderly, women, and children, under the cover of the soldiers, entered the shelter one after another, while the able-bodied men who had not yet officially served received weapons and armor and formed a reserve team.

Outside the Golden Palace, countless warships took off one after another, and the neatly arranged troops marched towards the front of the Rainbow Bridge. A transparent golden shield tightly protected the celestial palace.

Impatient Thor, riding Thor's Hammer, was the first to arrive at the outpost. After kneeling down, he eagerly asked his friend for advice.

"The Dark Elves fleet is coming?! Very well, let's settle all our old and new scores!"

"Heimdall, how far are they? Give them a blast!"

"Let these long-eared creatures who only know how to hide in the dark learn a lesson, let them know that the Asgardian Realm is not so easy to enter!"

The Guardian God's eyes narrowed, his tone resolute.

"Near the Star Worm Gate, 1.2 light-years from Asar, Your Highness, please authorize the use of the Rainbow Bridge for a long-range strike..."

Authorization? The usually impetuous Thor suddenly remembered that the Gungnir, which controlled the Rainbow Bridge interface, was with his mother, Frigga. The once magnanimous Thor now wore an embarrassed expression.

Fortunately, due to the crisis of war, Frigga and the others quickly arrived from the Golden Palace. After inserting the Gungnir into the groove on the circular mechanical platform, they nodded solemnly.

"Authorization confirmed! Rainbow Bridge weapon system unlocked..."

"Distance calculation complete..."

"Target acquired..."

"Motion trajectory calculated successfully..."

"Interference factors eliminated..."

"Probability error correction..."

"In the name of the Nine Worlds, you..."

Heimdall, who was actually controlling the Rainbow Bridge, solemnly checked each data point and, according to procedure, declared a prayer to the enemy.