Chapter 416 416: Cold Wave (Part 2)

Chapter 416 416: Cold Wave (Part 2)

The cold wind plundered the warmth of the World Tree, covering its branches with frost. Even the thick bark of the World Tree's trunk seemed unable to withstand such temperatures, beginning to crack and freeze.

Next, tiny particles, like a swarm of locusts, attached themselves to various parts of the World Tree. They squirmed and crawled on the branches, as if searching for food to devour in a frenzied wandering.

Unfortunately, the World Tree had already shed its leaves prematurely, leaving only bare trunks.

Thus, after the cold wave persisted for three hundred years, or was it five hundred years, the frigid wind continued to blow towards more distant places. The locust-like particles also followed the cold wind and left the World Tree.Follow the latest novels at novelhall.com

With that, the World Tree successfully "endured" the torment of "winter".

In the following thousands of years, it was the season of spring. Some of the withered fallen leaves that had previously fallen into the Source Sea were like spring mud. They were transformed by the Source Sea into nutrients, becoming the foundation of the world, that is - the Source.

The Source became the nourishment for the World Tree, allowing it to awaken from its winter slumber. On those bare branches, the source material transported from the Source Sea became new tender branches, the buds of leaves, and a new world.

After another tens of thousands of years of reproduction and growth, the World Tree once again returned to the season of "summer", with lush branches and leaves, verdant foliage, and one brilliant civilization after another.

This scene was the same as the image Renji saw at the beginning.

At this point, it was the entire cycle of the World Tree that the Source Lord had shown him.

A cycle of tens of thousands of years, millions of years, or even tens of millions of years.

Seeing this, Renji finally fully understood the Source Lord, the cold wave, and the obsession of the Sources.

"Your world, how can it not be our lifeblood? In the past, we cherished every world, because each leaf was the foundation formed by our compatriots. But it is precisely because of the cold wave that the World Tree has no choice but to force the leaves to fall by spawning Miasma, otherwise..."

"You've seen it too. If the World Tree doesn't do this, when the cold wave arrives, the leaves simply cannot withstand such low temperatures and will still die. Even if there is a powerful civilization that can truly resist such extreme cold, the following specks of light, those insect tribes that come with the cold wave, will completely devour these leaves and civilizations."

"These insect tribes are different from Miasma. Miasma is essentially still the power of the World Tree. All worlds destroyed by Miasma will fall into the Source Sea and, after settling in the Source Sea, will return to the World Tree itself."

"But once the leaves are absorbed by those specks of light and devoured by the insect tribes, this part of the Source power will completely leave the World Tree and be truly seized by foreign species. In other words, the World Tree will completely lose this part of its power."

"If this continues for a long time, the World Tree will truly become weaker and weaker until it finally perishes."

At this point, the voice of the Source Lord Phoenix became low. This was also the inescapable predicament of their Source.

The Sources did not want the leaves to fall, did not want the worlds formed by their compatriots to be corroded by Miasma. But on the other hand, because of the existence of the cold wave, the falling of leaves seemed to be necessary, otherwise the consequences would only be more disastrous.

However, the fact was...

It could be seen that the Source Lord had indeed done her homework on him, even knowing that he had disappeared for five hundred years.

And what the Source Lord said was indeed the truth.

In these five hundred years, his world, after he was gone, although it had been moving forward, the magnitude of progress compared to before was really too weak. In terms of world strength, it had even regressed.

After all, during the period when he was there, the Ashen Empire had hundreds of Disaster rank Eclipse creatures. But now, there were only five at the highest level in the world.

In short, the root of the problem was...

Players, as the driving force of the world, with only one player per world, were too few and far from meeting the driving force needed by the world.

Moreover, once the player went offline, it was equivalent to the world stagnating and losing vitality.

This was why the Source Lord Phoenix denied Renji's reason.

Indeed.

Under the single-player mode she had previously set for "Fallen Chronicles", it was indeed insufficient to resist the cold wave.

But...

As an independent game enthusiast, although Renji was reluctant to admit it...

The true use of players, the way to maximize the potential of players, to bring out ten times, a hundred times, or even a thousand times the power and enthusiasm of players, was definitely not the "single-player" mode.

The Phoenix Source Lord was obviously still at the stage of groping and stumbling when it came to this new model of players, a confused manager.

But Renji was different.

"How long is left until the next cold wave arrives?"

"About... three thousand years." The Phoenix calculated for a moment, then quickly asked suspiciously, "What exactly do you want to do?"

"Three thousand years should be enough to rebuild a game otherworld into an online game..." Renji muttered.

"Online game?"