Chapter 787 - This Can’t Be (2/2)
This news was so overwhelming. So this was what it meant for the black humanoid to envelop a man?
Players directly in front of the livestream also typed a screen full of question marks.
The black humanoid didn’t speak and only attacked with more ferocity. And inside the black humanoid, Roland was speechless.
How come him using the black scythe’s abilities had something to do with that kind of thing again?
It was rumored that in the old feudal days of China, women’s feet were considered sex organs.
The goddesses of this world were just as strange as the ancient feudal period—they had weird fetishes.
But in this world—now that it was indeed the feudal era-it seemed somewhat reasonable.
Seemingly having been exposed, the irritated black humanoid slashed at the World Tree with deadly force.
Completely disregarding defense, every time the scythe was swung, a black spatial rift appeared, and the previous spatial rift didn’t disappear immediately. It wasn’t much longer before the battlefield was densely covered with giant giant lines.
There was less and less room for the World Tree to dodge.
However, she didn’t feel any anxiety, still easily dodging the attacks of the Nether God.
Now and then, she launched a counterattack or two.
She even had the time to taunt.
“I can’t believe it, someone as reserved as you is actually passionate on the inside, liking to flirt in front of strangers. “What’s so great about this man? Life played him and you came back to play, did Magic also dabble too? I can still smell Magic on him.
“It’s a shame your man’s body isn’t too great, or I’d have snatched him up and taken him home.
“Angry? You do something like that in public and no one else is allowed to say anything?”
Roland clicked his tongue. He was a little upset now…. not being able to fight in person was one thing, the other was that the heartbeat he heard was becoming quite rapid, not the kind of rapidity that came from prolonged exercise, but simply a rapid heartbeat.
Speaking of which, does this black mist body have a heart? Roland felt like he was about to give up thinking
He wanted to curse now, first for inexplicably having divine intercourse with the Goddess of Magic and then for being duped by Life and branded with an equality contract. And now publicly merging with the Nether God?
He felt like a little white rabbit who had been taken advantage of.
His macho mentality took a serious hit.
Because he liked to take initiative, like the kind of athletic relationship that would be normal with Andonara.
It felt like he was taking advantage of her, rather than being taken advantage of by others.
The battle between the two giant females in the air continued.
But by now, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the black humanoid was going to lose, as her movements had become much slower and the spatial rift unleashed with each scythe slash was much smaller in range.
With another horizontal slash, the World Tree took half a step back before attacking with both her left and right hands, slicing the black humanoid directly into three pieces.
This time, the black humanoid did not recover again but simply dissipated.
Roland’s body was exposed to the air.
The World Tree looked at Roland and laughed aloud.
And at that moment, the dragon king Bahamut also stood up, then unfolded his wings and floated back into the air.
His huge body, following behind the World Tree, was like a dog on a leash. By now the Elf Forest was pretty much destroyed, and there were dragon carcasses everywhere.
The incredible weight of such creatures would cause a disaster after falling from high in the air.
They could easily create a huge crater with a radius of three to four hundred meters.
Bahamut saw that there were only one-third of the dragons left in the air with a pained look on his face. “I shouldn’t have brought them here.”
The World Tree, who was sizing up Roland, heard this and twisted her head to look at Bahamut. There was vague contempt in her wooden pupils.
Then she turned back and looked at Roland. “You lost, Roland the Golden Son, and although you are immortal, you will be greatly reduced in strength after you die once, and I… If I can kill you once, I can kill you forever. Now, do you still have the confidence to protect the humans of Wetland City and Hollevin?”
“What makes you think I’m going to lose?” laughed Roland.
“The Nether God is greatly reduced in strength on the main plane. It is already remarkable that you can fight me like this, what other maneuvers do you have?” The World Tree looked at Roland. “Admit defeat, hand over everything we want, and then make a contract to become a tool and weapon of the elves forever.”
Roland smiled and spread his hand open, a bullet appearing in his right hand.
“Powerful alchemical props, but useless to me,” the World Tree grunted. “You still haven’t given up?”
“Why should I give up?”
The bullet in Roland’s hand suddenly disappeared!
Spatial magic.
“How can you still use spatial magic?” The World Tree was startled, and then she looked in disbelief at the Dimensional Anchor trapping Roland’s floating city, breaking into pieces. “Goddess of Magic, you played me?”
In this world, no one had more mastery in spatial magic than the Goddess of Magic.
She quietly broke the spatial spell the World Tree had set up while the Nether God and the World Tree were fighting.
She also parsed the World Tree’s coordinates and told them to Roland.
All these little actions took time to process; the Nether God was here to buy that time.
Looking at the World Tree with indignation, Roland snapped his fingers.
The World Tree covered the right side of her chest all of a sudden.
A look of pain appeared on her face… Then the left side of her body swelled violently, and a huge bubble appeared, followed by endless white flames spewing out from these bubbles.
Instantly, the left half of her body was set on fire.
She didn’t even have time to scream before she fell through the air.
With her massive body taking up almost the length of one side of the Elf Forest, even as half of her body caught fire, she stood up before reverting to tree form and rooting herself in the silence of the earth.
“Is this giving up on running away and waiting to die?”
Roland cocked the other bullet into his hand and was about to teleport.
But suddenly, his expression paled, because the earth nearby was cracking, and a large amount of molten lava was roiling out of the ground.
The range of it included the entire Elf Forest and a large area of uninhabited land.
Smoke and fire were spreading everywhere.
“What’s going on?”
Roland was a little surprised.
“So the World Tree is actually part of the underlying rules of the main plane,” the Life Goddess’s voice said in Roland’s ears. “Well hidden. We’re finding out for the first time too.”
Roland frowned as he thought for a moment. “That means that by wounding the World Tree, I’ve wounded the world?”
“Yes, it seems we can’t kill her, we can only seal… What!” The Life Goddess suddenly let out a painful grunt, and then said in an incredulous voice, “Wait, how is this possible!”
“Are you all right?” Roland asked concernedly.
“I’m fine… This can’t be…” The mumbles of the voice of the Life Goddess faded, and then she disconnected from Roland.