Both forces were coming for the root of its Authority—the Crown of Ten Thousand Kings above its head.
And with every fraction of clarity gained by the verdant world, the Crown atop its head was pressed down another fraction.
The next moment, the Crown of Ten Thousand Kings began to tremble without cease.
The light of the seven Glazed Gems flickered madly. The crown hummed, and the remaining will within it was filled with unwillingness.
It was the root of the Newborn Taboo's Authority, yet now it had become the noose that would strangle it.
Because the chains targeted it, the mural targeted it, and the world it had summoned still targeted it.
Nothing gave it any way to live.
The seven Glazed Gems trembled wildly.
Yet without any warning, the Crown of Ten Thousand Kings, fought over by countless forces, exploded into fragments, shattering cleanly and decisively.
For a moment, the entire battlefield froze in place.
The chains halted in midair. The advancing shadow of the wall stopped halfway. Even the Sea of Knowledge twisting and slaughtering in the heavens, along with the world where the Forest Seed stood, paused for an instant.
No one had expected the Newborn Taboo to be so audacious.
AM atop the colossal wall froze as well.
He considered himself someone who had seen plenty of grand spectacles, but a Taboo crushing the source of its own Authority with its own hands—such a thing was unheard of.
Leike, still controlling the Sea of Worms, also spared a sliver of attention.
He understood the Crown's power better than anyone, because his own power had come from there.
"Mad! They've all gone mad!" Oden's voice trembled. "Does it know what it's doing? Behind the Crown of Ten Thousand Kings lies that existence which has slumbered for