974 Spirit Tree Blizzard

It was different from the violent slash.

Instead, a tsunami of young leaves emerges from the spirit sword of the spirit tree that dazzles with new green color.

The green leaves that filled the vision swallowed the giant of the ancestral race in a big wave.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

A giant of the ancestral race leaks a different voice than a moan.

Without stopping, the young leaves continue to be unleashed from the spirit sword of the downed spirit tree. Not only the giants of the ancestral race, but also the huge pillars that mimic the spirit tree on the side, swirling fiercely.

Soon, the giants of the ancestral race and the great pillars imitating the spirit tree became invisible in the tornado of the young leaves.

"Ahh... ahhh..."

Only the voice leaked by the ego-losing ancestral giant arrived uninterruptedly, distracted by the scraping sound of the leaves.

Thrastal looked up at me in a daze.

History inherited from our ancestors is falling apart in front of us.

Thrastal can only stare at the sight in front of him, being struck by his inability to do anything.

But we don't have a choice but to sympathize with Thrastal and stop.

No matter how much history ends, there's nothing we can do to get us out of here safely.

As if reacting to my will, the tsunami of young leaves is expanding its scale.

Young leaves of a spirit tree swallowed by a tornado swept through the vortex of the ancestral giant and pillar began to spread into the underground space.

The first big wave was about twice the height of a building. It becomes a big wave that pushes many times, increasing in height, and gradually taking everything in.

Aww, my vision was also covered in young leaves.

Young leaves were still overflowing from the Spirit Sword of the Spirit Tree that was swayed down.

A large vortex of young leaves filling the underground space and filling the vision.

Young leaves swallowed not only me and Thrastal, but also Yufilia, Nina, Cefina, and the entire herd of gods and monsters.

Wow, I heard the Divine Clan panic.

Without knowing what had happened, I was deprived of my sight and surrounded by waves of young leaves. The bewildered gods try to pay for the young leaves with powerful words. However, even Divine Magic cannot stop the wave of young leaves.

The large waves of young leaves continue to swirl undisturbed.

"Ahhhhh..."

The voice of the ancestral giant gradually began to weaken.

Through the vortex of young leaves, signs of the surroundings were transmitted.

Seized by the waves of young leaves, the swarm of monsters perished without even being able to resist. At the same time, the signs of the ancestral giants taken in by the young leaf tornado gradually decreased.

The sounds of young leaves with good ear damage, such as when a gust of wind blew into the deep forest, continued uninterrupted.

It was as if you were receiving a wind full of vitality in the deepest part of the Dragon Forest, and your heart was clear.

The air is full of vitality, and the impurity is being absorbed instead.

Thinly spread in the underground space, the vortices were washed away by the vortex of young leaves, and all the monsters disappeared. Then, the signs of the ancestral giant slowly collapsed and disappeared.

The waves of young leaves overflowing from the spirit of the spirit tree began to weaken gradually. At the same time, it conveys fierce exhaustion and Ares's signs of exhaustion.

"Thank you, Mr. Ares."

I'll leave the rest to you.

Saying that, when Ares disassociated himself from me, he returned to the world of spirits.

Feeling only the signs, I stare at the end. [M]

The assimilation of Ares was solved, and the spirit sword of the spirit tree was no longer held in my hand when I exhausted my power.

While checking the light feel of the young branch of the spirit tree, he looked around.

The vortex of young leaves that covered everything was beginning to fade.

It changes from a dazzling young leaf color to a deep green, and at the end, it becomes a golden dead leaf color and scatters beautifully.

The scattered golden withered leaves gathered on the ground and disappeared into a gleaming little light.

Gradually, I began to see the situation around me.

The storm that was spreading in the underground urban space was neatly smothered, and there was no sign of harmful people around us.

Yufilia, Nina, and Sefina stood hand in hand.

The gods were dazed with their weapons and armor.

Thrastal is just like all the other gods.

That must be the case. Underground urban spaces with open sight. The ruins of the underground city, lightly illuminated by the magic "moonlight", were transformed into a scenery.

The buildings and cobblestone streets around them are ruined because of the relentless efforts made to defeat the herd of monsters.

However, the places that were not damaged by Divine Magic and Dragon Magic were greatly changed.

The street trees of delicately carved stone statues were filled with green leaves.

Inorganic flower beds were filled with blooming flowers, and the building's gardens and parks were filled with grass and shallow grass flowers.

"W-what is this...?"

The gods and Thrashers were puzzled by the strange scenery around them. But all of my family understood.

When I use the power of the spirit tree, the spirits around me become active and become like this. But I didn't expect the stone plants to glorify the real leaves and flowers.

Hernea, don't you think you're overdoing it?

Mistral laughed bitterly on Nimir's back as he slowly descended.

Both Sefina and Madeline looked down at me in a bit of embarrassment and laughed.

"But you didn't have to weigh yourself this time, did you?" Look, the underground city hasn't been destroyed, so it's okay, right? "

An anomaly like the Cataclysm has flooded the underground city space with greenery, but I think it's better than destroying it all.

I laugh at the lumps.

Everyone can't help but laugh at the landscape of a real green underground city.

Well, beyond our sight.

Beside the huge pillar imitating the spirit tree, there was no longer a giant figure of the original ancestor.

Breathtaking underground urban spaces, lush landscapes and mysterious sights, Thrastal and the Divine Clans have yet to return to reality.

I also looked around a little while after being caught by people staring at a landscape that could never have been underground.

I felt the signs of the spirits gathering lively.

It didn't show, but the surroundings were starting to get noisy.

It's the influence of the spirit tree.

The flowers and the greenery of plants and trees that color the underground city also became active because the spirits received the power of the spirit tree.

Then, not only the street trees and flower beds, but also the large pillars imitating the spirit trees had changed.

The beams that spread out as large as they supported the ceiling of the underground urban space changed like branches of a big tree, spreading lush leaves ahead.

The moonlit ceiling shines shimmering green and gentle light pours through the entire space.

If you look at it like this, it looks like a real spirit tree.

Not only Mistral, but the whole family nodded emotionally, recalling the landscape of the spirit tree that was always looking up from the moss square.

"What the hell are you guys..."

Thrastal called out to us in horror as if he was finally back in reality.

Now, when I opened my mouth to see how I explained it to Thrastal.

Hmm, the sound of the ground spreads into the underground space. So the gods have returned to me, and I will carefully explore the surroundings to find out what is causing the sound of the ground now.

We also reacted to the sound of the ground.

However, unlike Thrastal and the Divine Clans, everyone's gaze was directed in a certain direction from the beginning.

The one we stared at.

Next to the pillar imitating the spirit tree, a huge object was coming up.

No way!

A giant!?

The Divine Clans are alert at once.

Thrastal also retreats after the resurrection of the unexpected.

"Ah, even with that trick, you couldn't defeat the Guardian!?"

Thrastal shouted in despair.

The giants of the ancestral race, who were supposed to have perished with the monsters after receiving the mysterious magic that even the gods could not resist, are now resurrected in front of their eyes.

Thrastal and the gods were trembling in despair.

We looked up quietly to confirm the progress of the Thrashers and the Divine Clans, who were exceptional in their regenerative power outside the standards of the ancestral giants.

The black skin of the rock forms a human form.

Your torso regenerates from your legs, your arms grow, and your head grows.

You can see bright red lava rolling from the joints and black rock seams.

Without a doubt, the Divine Clans had entered a battle-fighting system.

The eyes of the ancestral giant were regenerated.

The clear blue eyes quietly looked down at us gathered on the rough streets of the ruins of the underground city.

I heard Thrastal spitting.

Thrasher's nervousness came through.

The Divine Clans were also in a state where they could attack at any time by using their full strength on their exhausted bodies.

Resurrected ancestral giants continue to quietly look down at us from high ground.

We and the ancestral giants look at each other. What exactly is going to happen next? Thinking of it that way, it was the ancestral giants that moved first.

Lowering her huge hand to the ground, she took a crawling posture. And then she lowered her big face in front of me with clear blue eyes.

"You are the one who has paid my debt."

The blue eyes I saw nearby had a depth that honored wisdom and reason.

There is no more evil light like the one that lost its ego and ran wild.

I nodded as I stared into the eyes of the ancestral giant.

"Yes, I was singing with the power of the spirit tree"

I see, and the giant of the ancestral race that darkens the color of the blue eyes.

Thrastar and the Divine Clans are stiffened by the pressure of the ancestral giants who have come close to face us, but we're fine.

I mean, the ancestral giants don't feel any more depressed or harmful, and I'm used to contacting giants.

Nevertheless, it is important to communicate with each other.

"Dear Guardian of the Underground City." Are you all right now? "

Is it true that the giant of the Founding Clan, who stares at us with clear blue eyes, has regained his reason? If you've recovered your reason, why don't you treat us as trespassers when we enter the underground city? We need to make sure of that.

Perhaps reading my intentions, the ancestral giant nodded slowly.

"I still have memories of when I lost my ego. I know that thou hast saved me, and that thou hast done no harm to this subterranean city."

So what about the gods who dived through the gates of Hell with harm in mind? The question was answered silently by the ancestral giant.

Glimpsed, the back of his blue eyes glowed. Immediately thereafter, the gods, who had entered the intrusion system, but were hardened by the intimidation of the ancestral giants, became real stone statues.

What's the matter!?

Seeing the gods turned into stones, Thrastal turns his face blue with fear.

Thrasher looked up at the ancestral giant with desperate eyes. However, the ancestral giants did not turn Thrastal into a stone statue.

"I miss your signs." Are you from Aumdahl? "

"...! Do you understand me?!" Yes, I am the descendant of Aumdahl and the guardian of the gates of hell. but.... "

Unable to fulfill their role, not only the former demons, but even the God Clan dived into the gates of Hell this time. And as Thrastal mourned, the giants of the original tribe shook their heads to the side.

"You did your part." Still, it is my duty to defeat the fools who have invaded us. You don't have to mourn. "

That said, the ancestral giants did not turn Thrastal into stone.

Thrastal has been saying this for a long time. You will not be attacked underground. Because he was recognized as a Guardian of the Underground City.

Previously, he was mercilessly attacked because his Guardian had lost his ego and ran rampant. But not anymore. The giant of the Original Clan, whose unnecessary enthusiasm was saved by me, recognized Thrastal as an object of shelter.

I'm glad to hear that, "said Thrastal, smiling happily.

However, he immediately came to me with a real face and asked me a question.

"I'm honestly glad that the Guardian has returned to normal." But how did you save the Guardian? In my eyes, it looked like I had buried a guardian who was rampaging with incalculable tricks. "

Speaking of which, you still hadn't explained it.

I answered Thrastal's question with a smile.

"I knew the Guardian was rampaging." Then I thought it would be back to normal if we could just get rid of what we thought was the cause of the rampage. Of course, I didn't have the idea to defeat the Guardian of the Underground City Ruins! ”

Everyone in the family nodded with a smile at my words. [M]