Therefore, she needed an assistant.
"So what about you, what's your purpose, what do you want to do?"
Turning around, she looked at the swaying branches in the void, Gaia suppressed the emotions in her heart.
An entity sealed by Chaos, one that could even draw against two Great Divine Powers under the world's suppression, a Divine Tree that dominated a realm, was by no means anything harmless.
Even her cunning brother had already suffered from it, and The Dark Overlord, who had never touched this level of power, did not realize that he had actually started to expel the disease-like strength bit by bit, but it had not actually been destroyed, instead, it lay hidden in the dark.
This nearly "immortal" nature... for a moment, Gaia couldn't think of anything that could match it, the only thing that might be considered its equal, was only one.
That was the undying root of gods. Although Gaia felt that the "immortality" of the branches in front of her was not as strong, there was already a faint similarity between them.
If it was a power of that level... The Lord of Darkness and Zeus were probably no different.
'...'
'...You...'
Gently clenching her fist, Gaia sensed the other's power again. It was strong and had an erosive nature, but nevertheless, it could not corrupt a Primordial Deity as long as the present world's Law remained intact.
Although the order of the current world was increasingly distasteful to Gaia, she would still not allow Mother Earth's consciousness to be tainted by other things. So, remembering her powerlessness when facing Zeus and the pressure of the Law still weighing upon her up to this day, she finally made up her mind.
"Mother... Tree... that's what I'll call you."
"I can agree to your request, but what it has, I should have too."
"The power you give it... leave a share for me as well."
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In silence, in a corner of the Underworld, an agreement was reached between the remnants of a Foreign Realm and Chaos's Mother Earth, hence, a new life's seed began to gestate deep within the earth.
It carried Typhon's fate, but it was not just limited to that, in this increasingly unpredictable world, it would certainly leave more traces in the world and alter the direction fate is supposed to take.
[Lord of a myriad of demons], in later times some would call it this; others believed it was a symbol of the fallen, the origin of many "evil beings" from ancient times, the beginning of numerous disasters in the material realm. However, as the offspring of the Flesh-Mother Tree, there was one thing later mystics agreed upon.
The end of the ancient third epoch was closely related to it, and in that lost chapter of history, it was undoubtedly an indispensable existence.