Long Time No See, Uruk 3/4

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Amid a trembling hum of strange rhythm, towering pillars of light shot skyward from nine Great Altars in America, Greece, Rome, Egypt, China, Mesopotamia, and elsewhere. They formed branching patterns of light that spread in every direction, covering the entire void of the great Ages of Gods in the blink of an eye.

As the branches of the various Ages of Gods traced their way back to the source, a colossal tree spanning heaven and earth suddenly connected them all. Light flowed across its trunk, while galaxies blazed among its branches and leaves, as though reflecting the primordial cosmos.

Then, the giant tree linking heaven and earth grew at a visible speed, tearing through the Sea of Chaos as its branches unfurled in all directions.

Those spreading branches carried lush greenery and life, while the spatial rifts that had originally been torn open across the lands gradually closed. The Gates of Heaven standing throughout the regions were sealed one after another.

Drawn by the World Tree, the nine Ages of Gods transformed back into World Bubbles. Each was wrapped in its own membrane and separated from the Sea of Chaos, like fruit hidden beneath the leaves, retracting toward the World Tree's trunk and sheltered by layers of branches and chaotic tides.

The gates of Heaven had actually lost their lock on the nations of the earth!

Above the vast tide of nothingness, Michael looked over the boundless Sea of Chaos with a cold expression and tightly furrowed brows.

Those rats had not dared face the might of holy light and had chosen to flee.

However, this childish game of hide-and-seek could only preserve you ants for a while. Once my Lord descended, the world would surely be remade.

But gathering and concentrating the Ages of Gods