The mist circled the World Tree like a halo around a giant god, shrouding part of its trunk.
It was deeply rooted at the base of the glacier, where beneath the ice, a black stream quietly flowed and spread, resembling the veins of the earth. Those were the roots of the World Tree.
At this moment, Yaguba and Cezar maneuvered above the World Tree, unable to devise a plan to attack the giant tree for its destruction.
"Shang Xiaoqi..."
Xia Pingzhou's face darkened slightly, whispering, "Still too late, huh."
"Leader, shall we fight?" Anluns approached Urushibara Osamu, "I'm really annoyed that Rabbit Head was just taken out like that."
"No, there's no need to battle... we can avoid the Mythical Level; the objective is the Salvation Society's base..."
But before Urushibara Osamu finished speaking, a massive game interface appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
