While Ash was having an encounter with the Infinite Weavers, like he saw before, his women were having quite the time as they completely destroyed these Ancestors.
And… it couldn't quite be helped.
In the central garden districts, Aeloris floated serenely above a now destroyed field of sensual flowers.
The Ancestors who had been cultivating behind the gate — tens of thousands of ancient Lust Demons with six wings and eyes that held immense weight — had rushed her.... the Goddess of Growth.
If one heard her title... they would think she was all peaceful. Especially noting that she was the previous Elven Progenitor.
Yet, all these Ancestors only ran quickly to their death. Aeloris, she didn't use a weapon much like many of his women.
She only activated her power.
|Divine Tree of Growth|
In the next moment, a shimmering tree burst from the sky—its golden bark gleaming, branches spanning the full reach of her mana sense in an instant.
