Although he did not know whether the Tree of Time's plan would succeed, even if it failed, with the Great Demon God present, Chthon was confident he could leave with a few wisps of soul.
At worst, he could have the Great Demon God self-destruct and blast a huge hole in the world to escape. This Scripted World no longer held any value for him anyway, so there was no need for the Great Demon God to remain here.
"Whether we win or lose this war, as long as the King of Abilities does not gather the Nine Compound V Great Trees, this show can still go on. Hmph, King of Abilities, and Mechanical Demon King, I will never let you get your way."
Chthon thought to himself. The King of Abilities was indeed formidable, but as long as he had not obtained the Nine Compound V Great Trees, even he could not become the true King of Abilities.
"Begin."
The King of Negativity let out a breath. This battle had been far too stifling, but fortunately, there was still hope. If he could successfully advance to become the Skyfather, then even the King of Abilities would not be his match.
"Come to think of it, why isn't there a tree that governs luck among the Compound V Big Trees? That would make things much easier."
When people were nervous or worried, they could not help praying to gods and Buddhas. The Compound V Big Trees were no exception. Even the King of Negativity, who had always thought highly of himself, could not help wanting to borrow some luck from certain big shots.
The Tree of Time did not waste any more time and directly sacrificed himself. His body, Divine Power, and soul turned into specks of light that flew