World Consciousness Falls Asleep

The Forest Kingdom's First Fortress stood between two sides of a gorge. On mountains tens of thousands of meters high, crossbows charged with natural power waited to fire. Trees growing from the ground intertwined into a green wall. Countless elves stood atop the wall and the mountains, staring solemnly into the distance.

A vast black cloud blotted out the sun, red light flashing within it. Monsters dozens of meters tall advanced toward the wall and mountains. Countless flying monsters filled the sky, their bodies stained with blood. Some birds even clutched fairy corpses in their talons.

On the wall, Abiman, the Forest Kingdom's Nature God, sat upon a throne crafted for him there.

The fairies on the wall were not only from the forest. Fairies wreathed in flame and gleaming with metal had gathered too. At last, they had set aside every grudge to resist the invasion from the Wizarding World together.

A huge green pillar of light rose behind the wall. Specks of green light drifted through the air as the pillar formed a core in the sky, and a pale-green hemispherical barrier covered the entire mountain range.

"Great Nature God, the Nature Force Barrier is active!" A young-faced treant hurried to the foot of the throne, his voice trembling.

He was the same young treant who had once brimmed with confidence. Now he was close to breaking. After witnessing the Wizarding World's overwhelming power and frenzied slaughter, his confidence had shattered, leaving him timid instead.

"Mm." Abiman nodded. He said nothing more, only stared grimly at the approaching black cloud.

At the center of the black cloud, over a thousand White Wizards had gathered in a pyramid formation. At its peak, four Wizards radiating terrifying power stared straight at the distant barrier. Curiously, more than a hundred