Above the Heavenly River, Witch Macedon sat in the Cabbage Lotus Boat. She suddenly opened her eyes and smiled.
"The time has come. First, four emperors ruled side by side. Then seven suns rose over the land. The people of the Elven Empire have suffered terribly, and the elves' life force is being cut off. If they want to live, the Tree of Perfection must die. Either Emperor of Void or Tree of All Things must collapse. Edgar, how can you bear the sins of the whole world alone? I told you long ago that your path wouldn't work."
"Pass on my decree from the Celestial Realm: if the living wish to survive, the Tree of Perfection must fall. Tree of All Things is steeped in sin. My Rain Realm gathers the life force of all living beings. We shall reverse that life force, turn it into thunder, and fell the Tree of Perfection."
The sixteen Rain Prayers aboard the Cabbage Lotus Boat, each possessing Magic Pressure equivalent to the Second Ring, opened their eyes. They were no longer lost in meditation.
Because uniting the three realms required them to sort through the laws of heaven and earth, their Magic Pressure had grown slowly. Tree of All Things stood upon the land, and Goddess Rose had created an underground world. The vast water cycle had not yet been fully established, so their Magic Pressure was still only barely equivalent to the Second Ring.
None of them had achieved Void Forging, but all sixteen Rain Prayers had grown steadily while helping Witch Macedon organize the Plane Principle.
Witch Macedon held the Heavenly Imperial Cabbage as the Heavenly Garment Cabbage came apart on its own, forming Cabbage Armor and a Cabbage Sword. Lightning coiled around the sword's cabbage ribs. She raised it