Chapter 92 – Wasp Legion (3)
Tekilon frowned slightly.
He had the cells of the King but he could not block that path.
‘And I can’t hide the Queen who doesn’t even listen to me.’
Tekilon put his hand upon the Queen and relayed the message.
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It was pondering whether to run away or not.
The inner part of the World Tree wasn’t fit for other Wasps to act.
But it would be for those who had been born recently.
The Queen started to send messages towards the Wasp Soldiers who had grown up by eating the corpse of the Ouroboros.
An extremely familiar voice.
‘He wasn’t dead!.’
Why did he not complete his plans if he wasn’t dead?
Tekilon froze his expression and moved his body towards the Flower where he had been denied access before. Charururuk
As the giant energy walls disappeared, a beautiful palace came into view.
The palace of the Elvenheims.
‘Well that’s not the important part.’
A giant chair which had a giant spear leaned against it.
An existence that was looking at him with an extremely tired expression.
“…It seems like the Devouring and Vomiting Root was extremely anxious.”
Calamity Fish, Devouring and Vomiting Root and even the Ouroboros.
He didn’t know who but it seemed amazing people had come into this world. Tekilon looked at the original body as if that guy was a traitor and spoke.
No, their plan was simple.
Then kill off or exile all the Elvenheims to monopolize the power of the World Tree.
Call their dying race from the fallen world, get rid of the Calamities while the World Tree was still dying, revive the World Tree and then make their race bloom again.
But then where did their race go and why were randoms roaming around the World Tree?
“…I opened the dimensional Portal. You’ve seen it too.”
Tekilon freaked out.
Since he was able to feel it while he was controlling the Ouroboros.
Was that connected to their world?
The original body looked at Tekilon with a tired expression.
Him of the past when he had thoughts full of saving his race and was full of vigor.
Why he had failed.
The answer was extremely simple.
“What?”
SInce that dimensional door could only send people towards that location and not bring them to this side.
Tekilon muttered with a blank expression. Logically, the Dimensional Door was capable of bidirectional travel.
The original body mumbled while looking at himself of the past.
Originally, their world and this world should have the same energy density.
As if somebody had changed it to set the world up like a staircase.
But the ones on the other side could not come over here.
Like a fish dying once it comes out of the water.
“Then what happened…”
He had met countless Elvenheims while he lived with them, he made friends and even family.
And because of this he had taken almost a year after he had created all four Calamities and finished his preparations in order to think and find a different method.
Despite knowing that his dying clan was suffering in the world across. While he was pondering and pondering, the child he had gained over at this side had died.
At that moment the King, Tekilon, felt something snapping inside his head.
But something had gone wrong and the attempt of saving his son had instead just created a seed for another Calamity.
Either have all his plans exposed and return to nothing because of the existence that used to once be his son that was going crazy.
As if something was pushing him, the moment of choice had come to him.
Since the moment his son died, he thought of the other son which he had left behind in the other world.
It was a plan which he had executed in such a desperate time.
Though it wasn’t a complete extinction because there were many of them who had escaped out of this Dimension but it was basically the same as destroying an entire race. The devastated Tekilon suddenly made a cold expression.
The energy of the dimension changed as if somebody played around with it.
‘Is there really no connection between these two?’
“I’m going to clean up everything below. You help me. You should understand me since you are me. I will try to open the Dimensional Portal again after sweeping up the guys below.”
There was nothing on his mind that could stop him.
Since he had nothing to lose even if his decision was wrong.
The Old Tekilon made a bitter smile while looking at the young Tekilon.
He was exhausted.
And he had a feeling.
The race below had no connection to this problem.
My young self.
He was full of vigor, his love for his race was stronger and he was also being affected from the loss of his son more.
The past Tekilon knew how the Old Tekilon felt because they were the same. “I’m not going to help you. But I will respect your choice.”
King’s two treasures.
One was the armor that protected the King, Thousand Soldiers Armor.
A spear of punishment that allowed the King to kill anybody who has gone against the king whoever they were.
“Take it.”
The young Tekilon, who had received the King’s Spear The World Tree was squirming as it was moving them upwards.
And Hansoo, who had been heading up, thought of the Flower and the Wasp Legion at the end of the path.
Kill the Calamity Fish, revive the Roots and create land to live on.
Kill the Ouroboros to retake the Pillar, which worked as the purifying pump.
Kill the Calamities that were eating up the World Tree and create some room for the World Tree to revive.
Once he created some space for the World Tree to revive and supply it with the Divine Stone then the World Tree will come back to life.
No, he would be able to use the fruits of the World Tree in order to multiply those numbers at an extreme speed.
They didn’t lack any food, could teleport anywhere and were supplied with plenty of energy.
But that wasn’t enough.
Use the relics to create a new
An almighty authority that would have the power to control everyone within their hands with the Relics and all of the World Tree’s Power with their basis no matter if the people who would come after reach the numbers of a billion, two or even three billion.
Then his first plan,
He will then be able to go up after leaving everything onto the King with ease. ‘Who should I make the King?’
He didn’t bring Sangjin.
The people he had brought were four of the six.
Arc Mariangt.
The three who had stayed here the longest after Miyamoto and were the strongest out of the Seven Departed Souls because of that.
Sofía was the weakest since she was the youngest but her trait,
Sofía was endlessly pointing left and right while shouting out.
The mutated Wasps were popping out in the Vassal’s Tunnel endlessly while they were heading up.
Jongsang shouted while grinding his teeth.
If they didn’t have Sofía’s trait then they would’ve gotten hurt from a sneak attack already.
While they were making slightly comfortable expressions, Sofía’s expression quickly turned solemn.
While pouring out a fierce aura in all directions as if it didn’t have any thoughts of hiding it. Boom! Booboom! Bobobooom!
And Hansoo was standing at the end of that path.
Boooom!
Hansoo tried to dodge it but the golden spear showed a turn which was impossible for its speed as it smashed into Hansoo’s chest like a homing missile.
“Kuhuk!”
Wouldn’t he have looked into it?
But to not have succeeded after that.
He knew that there was no point of trying to stop him.
‘Oh my god. What is this.’
Hansoo, who had barely stopped the spear that tried to penetrate his chest, couldn’t handle the force as he broke through the Vassal’s Tunnel and flew outside along with the spear.