Chapter 392 Swallowing the World

"uh-huh!"

The wound had healed before the blood could spurt out, but the pain that penetrated deep into the soul could not be false at all. Aslan groaned, and then opened his eyes suddenly, with a look of lingering fear in his eyes.

"woke up?"

"here it is……"

Aslan, who had subconsciously wanted to do something, looked at the surrounding environment and gradually regained his composure.

"Do you remember what happened? Who was the attacker? Do you have any impressions?"

When the attack occurred, Aslan was not accompanied by any Blood Angels, not even a Legend. It was a carefully chosen moment by the attackers.

"I didn't see it clearly at the time."

Hearing Tyrell's question, Aslan's eyes were a little ashamed. One thing he had to deny was that since he became Pluto, he had won successive battles in foreign battles. He had become a little arrogant and lost his vigilance. Heart, and this time he failed, if it were not for the timely rescue of the Blood Angel, he would have lost his life.

"I didn't see clearly!"

Tyrell nodded thoughtfully. Although Aslan's experience was not very rich, and he was even a little confused because of too much abuse of food, but in any case, he is the Pluto who has mastered the power of rules. .

The attackers that he couldn't even see were most likely to be related to gods, and they were even gods with the vocations of [Shadow] and [Assassination].

"The big tree attracts the wind!"

This was another god who was eyeing him. Even though Di Ruier was full of confidence, he couldn't help sighing at this moment.

"Can you still lead the army to fight? If you feel tired, you can rest here for a while!"

This is an unprecedented test. Although Di Ruier is confident that he will be able to pass it, Di Ruier doesn't know how much he will have to pay to survive this ordeal. He looked at his close friend and spoke with a smile. A friendly warning.

"Are you looking down on me? Tyrell."

Hearing Tyrell's words, although he knew that Tyrell was thinking about him, Aslan didn't appreciate it at all.

"The pressure I faced on the battlefield back then was much greater than it is now. It was just an assassination, and I was just frightened. But it is impossible for me to be afraid and hide here like a coward."

"Depending on your situation, the person who assassinated you might be an incarnation of a god, or even an incarnation of a saint."

Tyrell revealed his conjecture, hoping to put some pressure on Aslan.

But obviously, the king who was not even a legend but dared to command an army and fight against the ancestral dragons on the front line would not be intimidated.

"Yeah, I guessed it too."

As he said that, Aslan's eyes showed a look of thought.

"They may want to kill me with one blow. If I show up outside alive, how likely do you think they are planning a second assassination?"

"This is what is bound to happen."

When the nearly immortal gods want to target creatures in the material world, of course they cannot stop because of a mere failure. The loss of several incarnations is a loss they can bear.

More often than not, the gods stop doing it just because it is not worth it and the consumption is greater than the gain, so they quit. But World Tree is different. No god can ignore it, let alone sending incarnations, even if it is based on It can even come in the form of a saint.

Therefore, whether it is Veronica, the Dragon Mother of Green City, or Aslan, the King of Hades, who is assassinated, this is just the beginning, but far from the end.

Tyrell could foresee that the assassination attempts against him and his subordinates would probably intensify.

"If this is bound to happen, then I have to go out. Only in this way can you have a chance to catch them."

"Yes, but for this you need to bear a lot of danger."

Reincarnated into the first generation of gods through the fruits of the World Tree, within the scope of the World Tree, as long as they are not instantly killed and their souls are not preserved, they can basically survive under the protection of the power of the World Tree.

But once you leave the scope of the World Tree and encounter an assassination, it will naturally return to dust, dust to dust, no different from other creatures.

Because of this, Tyrell relaxed all the constraints on the World Tree and allowed the World Tree to expand and cover the area. Only in this way, the area that he, the king of the sacred tree, can conquer will also grow with it.

Within the scope of the domain, let alone the incarnation of a god or the arrival of a saint, even if the true god descended, Tyrell would dare to step forward and fight.

"What is this compared to the pressure you are carrying?"

Hearing Tyrell's words, Aslan smiled carelessly.

He didn't really care about death. After all, he had experienced the taste of death, finally survived, and gained the power he had dreamed of before.

But he clearly knows that his power comes from the World Tree. Once the World Tree is cut down, everything he has now will be like bubbles.

He is not only fighting for Tyrell, fighting for his former friendship, but also fighting for his own survival. Their life and death interests are all together, and they can be said to share weal and woe. How can he stay here with peace of mind.

"My pressure is actually not as great as I imagined."

The fourth-level dragon nest has been developed, which means that Di Ruier's subordinates can already produce soul-level combat power on a large scale. This is a particularly terrifying thing.

Even in the kingdom, the Soul-level combat power is the mainstay and should not be easily ignored. Now, Di Ruier can use this level of combat power as cannon fodder. Even if it is a little weaker than the regular orthodox Soul-level, the number is enough to make up for everything.

Now the biggest research topic of Hillros Research Institute is the fifth-order dragon nest. Once it can be like the Zerg, it can create legendary combat power in batches, which is enough to flatten the world.

"You don't need to say it, I understand, I will definitely support you with all my strength."

Unfortunately, Di Ruier's words were regarded as Ya Silan's comfort to him.

"Since you have decided to go out, then I will give you a map. Outside the map, you should not set foot on any place without a mark, and within the mark, you can walk freely. Once you are assassinated again, I can come in an instant."

Di Ruier did not explain much, but gave Ya Silan a bark map that can change in real time. On the map, with the Sedellin Islands as the core, a large group of green light is spreading in all directions.

This is the range that the World Tree can cover. Within this range, Diriel can exercise his authority as the King of the Sacred Tree, and this authority can be maximized.

This is also a secret, but Aslan can be trusted.

"I understand."

"Just refer to the previous actions. With Malok's character, as long as you are still active in the outside world, he will definitely not be able to hold back and attack you again. At that time, I will definitely intervene in time."

Treating close friends and treating slaves are naturally two completely different standards. Diriel did not give Green City Dragon Mother Veronica any right to choose, but ordered her to continue slaughtering the color dragons and clean up the Dragon Queen's faith, which is a rebellious act.

Although the Green Dragon King was unwilling and wanted to stay in the extremely safe Sedellin Islands instead of Aslan, she had no such image at all. She could only set off again with fear.

Revenge on the gods may sound ambitious, but if she really wants to do it, she must pay with her life, even if she has already reached the pinnacle that many dragons cannot reach in their lifetime.

"Perhaps, I should speed up your growth."

Two gods have already shown hostility, and perhaps more gods are lurking in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to move. Di Ruier came to the demiplane and looked up at the world tree. An idea suddenly emerged in his mind.

Draining the pond to catch fish

Giving up long-term and sustainable stable income for short-term gains is a very stupid behavior, especially for short-lived species, but everything should be considered on the basis of facts.

The current situation is not optimistic. Although Di Ruier is confident, he is not conceited enough to resist the malice of so many gods.

If he really wants to sweep the gods, it is not difficult. That is, he will be promoted to the Dragon King, and under the protection of the World Tree, he will ensure that he is not excluded by the rules of the material world. Then he can use the body of the Dragon King to match the power of the gods and sweep away all the gods who dare to covet the World Tree.

However, with the current accumulation of the number of worlds, it is certainly possible to expand rapidly, but if he wants to accumulate the resources that can make him promoted to the Dragon King, it is still far from enough.

Because Di Ruier has set up the attention of the small worlds where the World Tree is rooted, he wants the world to swallow these small planes.

Ssss!

The moment Di Ruier's thoughts fell, the World Tree suddenly trembled, and as the branches and leaves trembled, a long-lost joyful thought was also transmitted.

Compared with taking root in the world and growing with the rules of the world as nutrients, swallowing the entire world will naturally yield greater gains.

However, if you want to devour the world, you will inevitably arouse the world's full resistance. Even if the world consciousness has no self-will and emotions, it will truly appear when the world is on the verge of destruction.

But the so-called world will is the collection of the subconsciousness of all creatures living in the world. If the main species that occupy absolute power in a world are all focused on the outside.

Then when it is swallowed, the world will may be powerless to resist, because they are all insiders, and Diriel's men happen to have such a small material plane.

Kalimdor

The main ethnic groups that dominate the area are the immigrant wood elves, a few high elves, and a larger number of native humans.

In addition to humans, there are also a large number of flying dragons and dragon creatures raised in it.

Diriel is very skeptical. In this case, if he commands the world tree to devour it, can the world will of Kalimdor appear?

Even if it can be condensed into shape, will this world will kneel down and lick the world tree, be overjoyed and actively integrate, or be full of tangled resistance, but can't help but cater to it.

Just as Diriel was thinking about this, the World Tree had already begun to devour the world of Kalimdor, and the guesses that emerged in Diriel's mind would soon be verified.