Treeckets, Please

Treeckets, Please

Year 211

These days, I feel like Ive been moving from one demon king battle to another demon king battle. After the parasite demon king, we moved on to the demon king of the Mountain Worlds, Akkila, or Sabnoc-lite. Now, were waiting for the demon king to come to our world.

All the preparations have been made, and theres not much I can do beyond what weve done. Not in that short a time.

Now, we had to hope that what we did was enough. I hope it was, but reality had a tendency of surprising us, just as how I was surprised by their anti-mana nature. This was essentially the grind. We keep fighting demons, and hoping that it gives us an edge for the next one.

It even felt... boring to me.

Strangely, the heroes and my domain holders didnt feel that way. Their normal sense of time meant there really was a long gap between the demon kings, and those ten years were filled with normal life stuff.

Ah well.

We already had our conventional weapons prepared, and Stella got better at sensing the riftgates. As a result, she was roughly able to estimate the location of the demon kings movement.

With that, we quickly worked with the Aivan temples to evacuate the location, and prepare for war.

It wasnt easy, because of Aivas hold on the continent was weak. The warnings were quickly dismissed, and the political ruling parties that had valuable establishments in that area were quick to suspect a greater ploy at play. They suspected that the Aiva wanted the place evacuated and claim it for themselves,

Honestly, from my own assessment of the Aivan temples, I am not surprised. Corruption and power-grabbing behavior permeated their structure to a far greater degree than ours. Two thirds of all priests of the Aivan temples were in someones pockets, and the Triumvirs themselves were compromised to some degree.

They had their biases, each favoring their home nation, or their own original backers. So when the Aivan temples made decrees, which they did often, resistance was naturally much higher.

A riot broke out, clearly instigated by the nobles. The heroes were away fighting, trying to level against the demon champions and also trying out their anti-mana glass weapons against the demon champions.

So, for now, we watched as the Aivan temples guys tried to quell the riot.

This is stupid. Stella smacked her head. Aeon should just march the Valthorns here and theyll just shut up.

They were safe, away from the riots in the cities around them. Edna shrugged. To some extent, this is an internal matter for the Aivan temples.

What good is Aeons forces if they are not projected at this time? The Aivans clearly need our help, and they cant get them to agree, we need to put our foot down and force them to. This is one of the times where a forced evacuation makes all the sense in the world.

The heroes should be here to evacuate them. Thats what the Aivan temples prefer. Declaring our presence so overtly would make it difficult for the Aivan temple to maintain cordial relations with the other three temples.

Our relationship with the other temples have mostly calmed down, with them tolerating our presence, and my Valthorns trying their best not to mount an invasion. Its a common line of thought among the nobles and Valthorns, who believe the Central continent is significantly better than the unruly nations of the other four continents.

The worst kinds are those who truly believe how good we have it, and they take the quality of life differences as the reason for us to invade them. As if it is our duty to uplift these other folks.

My believers would definitely prefer to impose Central-Continent style federal rule on the others, and while I understand why, its something I dont really want to do.

I dislike that sort of thought, as hypocritical as it sounds. Yes, I secured the security of Freshka through a massive military and economic expansion, defeating and killing my way to power. But I think at some point, one must acknowledge that further expansion of the Valthorns is just pure greed.

The central continent produces enough, and why do I want to impose my way on the others? There is space for coexistence. For diversity. Dominance does not have to equal annihilation for the other side.

Its tempting, when in positions of power, to always apply force to get our way. That works, but ultimately, if the general masses perceive the ruling party as one that only gets things done by force, it also restricts the ruling party to a path of only using force.

In short, if the other parties think you have a hammer, and will only use a hammer to hammer down everything, they will act and prepare themselves in response. A ruling party must be able to do all things, in order to maximise its policy choices, because the hammer is not always the best choice.

An olive branch or a stern warning may sometimes be all thats needed.

Anyway, I have the privilege of being distanced from these issues, because I have other lands where I dont have to deal with such things.

A mob listens to no one. Even the nobles that started it. The Aivan temples tried their best to suppress the riots.

One of my undercover priests nodded. They seem to be exceptionally angry.

The spies sent to support my small Valthorn delegations agreed. There must be some spies or instigators working for the nobles. With some [leadership] and [rebel] type abilities, its not hard to convince regular villages to take up arms.

Come on. We cant be waiting for the heroes to get things done.

The black sun filled the world with void mana.

So, I pulled star mana from the heroes, and charged my anti-demon magical spears.

And I threw them at the oversized ring around the pit. It exploded violently, and some of the void mana leaked out.

Aeon, whats happening? The astral path is wobbling a lot.

Mana surged out of the pit, and then destroyed riftgate towers magically reappeared. I pulled out more of my spears, and threw them at the rift gates. They regenerated even after my attacks, but I sensed its energy level dipped slightly. Which causes it to wobble more?

Uh... its not wobbling as much now.

I charged another spear with star mana, and flung it at the ring again. Another huge explosion as the void mana reacted violently to the star mana.

At that point, the black sun pulsed, and the sky was suddenly flooded with void mana. I attempted to charge one more spear, and the spear exploded immediately, even before I threw the spear.

Smart. I cursed as Lumoof emerged from a shell of charred wood. I used normal mana to charge up the spears, but they didnt do as much damage.

The riftgates were charged, in a similar alternating pattern of void mana and core mana. The two-headed lizard emerged from the depths.

If I cant hit the gates, why not the demon king. Lumoof smashed into the demon king, and landed on top of it. Immediately, my roots pierced the demon kings sandy top.

I wasnt sure whether this demon king awakened or not, but there was no harm trying. Lumoof mentally agreed. Well, to hell with it. Lets hit it. My mana surged through Lumoof, and I knew it wouldnt work.

But I wanted to weaken it, and see whether I could mess with it. If star mana reacted badly with void mana, injecting star mana into a demon king should cause it to fail to travel through the astral path, or at least, disrupt it.

I injected the demon king with star mana again, this time, I wanted the void mana in the ambient surroundings to trigger an explosion.

Aeon, what the flying fuck is happening? Stella cursed as she watched the astral path wobble like someone was shaking a string from the other end.

Lumoofs trying to attack the demon king.

What?!

We planned for this. Well see how it goes.

Stella couldnt send someone over, but I could constantly pull things through the vine ropeway. More spears smashed into the demon king, as a large rift cracked open in the skies above us, revealing a massive multicolored blob.

Another black droplet emerged from the blob and it flew towards the demon king at incredibly high speed. Stop that thing!

My roots surged outwards and smashed into the black droplet. It was incredibly tough, and I barely chipped a bit off.

But I did.

So I tried again. I managed to land two hits, and then placed multiple wooden shields along its path. It smashed through them easily.

I wrapped vines around it, but it burned through my vines like I was a level 1 tree.

I smashed it repeatedly, each time a little chip off. I attempted to trigger it with star mana, and the explosions didnt hurt it at all.

The black droplet touched the demon king, and it merged seamlessly. The demon king, previously without a will, now opened all of its eyes. It shook its body midair, then both the black sun and the formless blob vanished abruptly.

I felt magic around us shift, and concentrated itself around the demon king. At that very moment, Lumoof could even taste it in the air, and feel it on his skin. Even in my avatar form, the void and core mana was thick in the air.

How? The whole place was meant to be an anti-mana world, and the demon king itself is meant to be an anti-magic demon king. The mana was drawn into the demon king at that moment, and then, that same runic swirls appeared around us.

Aeon, its wobbling. Stella said back on Treehome. -and the rifts moving! Its going somewhere else.

The gate to our world opened,d and the demon king was immediately wrapped in a huge bubble of magic. It was going to warp to our world, with Lumoof still on the demon kings back.

My roots pierced the demon kings outer shells, and strapped in for the ride.