The fortress city, the great forest outside Yggdrasil, had regained the lushness it once possessed atop its bald head.
The armies and adventurers who had come to investigate the "Battlefield of the Gods" could not help clicking their tongues in amazement.
The day after that battle ended, quite a few people had gone to inspect the site. The entire great forest had been stripped bare, transformed into a wasteland. Only a few trees at the very edge of the forest had remained untouched.
Its desolate appearance had been smoother than the scalp of a certain noble from the Kingdom.
Yet now, for some unknown reason, the entire forest had been restored to its original state! Some people even thought they had merely had a dream.
But the facts lay right before their eyes, leaving them no choice but to believe.
Some speculated that the great forest likely contained a secret treasure left behind by some powerful being. Otherwise, how could a forest reduced to a wasteland recover so completely in such a short time?
Great Tomb of Nazarick.
Momonga's eternally expressionless face seemed to hold either melancholy or helplessness. If cigarettes existed here, he would have wanted to take a drag to ease his mental pressure.
He had originally intended to plant trees and restore the forest, surrounding the Great Tomb of Nazarick once more and concealing it even more thoroughly.
Yet he had never expected rumors to spread outside that there was a divine artifact here.
"What divine artifact, my ass?" Momonga sighed. If there had been a divine artifact, he would have long since placed it in the Great Tomb of Nazarick's treasury. Why would he let them search for it?
More and more people were entering the great forest in search of divine artifacts. Even though the