Chapter 1136

Chapter 1113 The Dying Age Has Arrived

Two thousand five hundred years after the Sunshot, the sea of trees on earth collided with the galaxy in the sky, the forest leaves collided with the brilliant starry river, and in a single moment, the battle between the Tree of All Things and the Rain Witch was decided, resulting in another draw.

The Macedonian witch didn’t waste any words, merely glancing at Edgar before swiftly disappearing into the sky.

Five hundred years ago, after Locke successfully stopped the fight between the Macedonian witch and Edgar, the two had been constantly battling each other, continuously improving themselves. Neither dared to slacken in the slightest, fearing that if their progress lagged even slightly behind, one of them would directly attack the other. From direct clashes of great magic to wars between elves based on their power systems, these conflicts were endless, and neither side had any possibility of stopping or making peace.

Over the past five hundred years, the population of the Creation Lotus World has reached over two hundred billion, with thousands of countries. Countless wonders have been constructed. The elves of the Rain Realm like to build towering towers to prove their power, while the elves of the land prefer to build various underwater palaces, underground cave palaces, or magnificent “Imperial Capital Trees.”

These “Imperial Capital Trees” are tree-shaped structures built by elven rangers or elves within the Tree of All Things system to express their respect for the Tree of Perfection or the Tree of Prosperity. On a giant tree constructed of reinforced concrete, each branch boasts elaborate palaces and villas, with higher branches reserved for elves of higher status or power.

Every hundred years, an elven ruler from the land builds one of these Imperial Capital Trees to demonstrate their achievements.

To date, there are five.

The Creation Lotus World is a place of great prosperity and peace.

Three thousand years after the sun-shooting, the world’s elven population had reached 50 billion. There were 37 Imperial Trees, 11 Sky-Supporting Towers, thousands of wonders, and tens of thousands of cities. A complete ecological jungle existed, from second-ring magical plants to apprentice-level magical plants. Naturally, within such a developed ecological jungle, a complete magical food chain existed.

Edgar’s Tree of All Things had twenty-three illusory forging sequences, producing twenty-three powerful beings with the ultimate Star Ring Magic Pressure. In contrast, the Macedonian Witch’s Rain Witch Master’s Great Magic only had sixteen ordinary rain summoners with Star Ring Magic Pressure. However, the Macedonian Witch herself was stronger than Edgar, so a dynamic balance remained.

But as time passed, it seemed the Macedonian Witch had a slight advantage when they fought.

In the sky, a rare male Rain Emperor summoned the Tree of Prosperity. The Tree of Prosperity continuously struck lightning behind him, destroying the weakest part of his power and form. After his form was destroyed, he quickly recovered his power by relying on the power of the “Heavenly River”.

The Rain Emperor looked up at the Tree of Prosperity with reverence. He turned and bowed in worship. This day was also the first time in five hundred years that he had unified the five rain realms. With a wave of his hand, the elven Rain Emperor conjured raindrops one after another under the control of his cabbage crown. The raindrops transformed into a gale in the air, which then blew away the wooden trays held by the elves who had presented a great deal of treasure to the rain realm. The red cloth on the trays was blown away by the gale, revealing a large amount of gold and silver treasures.

The Rain Emperor declared, “I will simultaneously offer sacrifices to the Tree of Prosperity, the Tree of Perfection, and the Head of the Rain Witches.”

“For I believe these three are so great. The Milky Way brings us inexhaustible rain and abundant harvests; the Tree of Perfection teaches us the preciousness of life; and the Tree of Prosperity gives our entire world the ability to continuously recognize our limitations and progress. How fortunate we are to have these three! I believe we must offer them with utmost reverence and abundant gold and silver treasures, so that the world may know their power and preciousness.”

Thus proclaimed the Rain Emperor.

“Today I unify the Rain Realm, and tomorrow I will unify the entire land. I promise the three supreme gods that if I can unify the land, I will offer a hundred times the sacrifices of today.”

The Rain Emperor’s army and ministers celebrated his wisdom.

Meanwhile, outside the World of the Primordial Lotus, within the Crystal Wall System, on the lotus leaf of the Primordial Lotus, Edgar and the Macedonian Witch were locked in combat, the Macedonian Witch’s index and middle fingers touching.

“Purifying Rain.”

With a wave of her hand, she unleashed a barrage of raindrops at Edgar.

Edgar found his magical power steadily crumbling under the influence of this lunar ring spell model: Purifying Rain.

This Purifying Rain seemed to originate from the life force of the Rain Witch Chief; its raindrops maximized the activity of spiritual energy, causing his magical power to become too active, resulting in the spell model losing its precision and ultimately dissipating his magical power.

Edgar chanted a spell and scattered a handful of tree seeds. On the lotus leaves of the Creation Lotus, legions of treants instantly appeared. “Green Sea of Mountains!”

This moon ring spell model was also something he had temporarily modified. Based on the basic function of all things returning to the tree to store spiritual energy, he summoned a hundred ancient war trees with star rings. These ancient war trees blocked the Macedonian witch. They plucked branches from their crowns and turned them into spears, swinging them at the Macedonian witch. The Macedonian witch weaved through the treant jungle, dodging the attacks. If she encountered something she couldn’t dodge, she simply swung her cabbage sword and used the star ring spell model: White Emperor’s Sword to cut it in two.

Three minutes later, the Macedonian witch swung the White Emperor’s Sword with all her might towards Edgar, slashing a massive spatial rift towards him.

Edgar quickly began chanting a spell.

“You possess the most powerful offensive and defensive magic in the Star Ring stage, but your weakness comes with it. The White Emperor’s Sword in the Moon Ring stage is no longer the most powerful offensive magic; it’s merely a Star Ring spell model. Perhaps you can upgrade it to a Moon Ring spell in the future, but for now, it’s just a Star Ring spell model. Compared to that, you don’t have a more powerful offensive spell model.”

Edgar gritted his teeth, continuously modifying his Moon Ring spell model: A verdant sea of mountains, ancient war trees instantly turning into stakes, while treants joined hands with other treants, connecting together to form a perfect wooden prison!

This was a Moon Ring spell model he had infused with immense magical runes.

Despite this, the perfect wooden prison, transformed into a wooden cage, was unable to absorb the magical power of the White Emperor’s Sword. Instead, it was constantly being torn apart by the spatial rift. After about ten minutes, with a “crack,” the perfect wooden prison suddenly broke open.

The Macedonian witch, wearing a robe made of cabbage stalks, leaped out. Then she saw two wooden stakes falling from the sky, heading towards her. A Heavenly Cabbage appeared above her head, transforming into a water mirror that swallowed them. But the next moment, the water mirror shattered, and the two wooden stakes grew into ancient war trees on the spot. Two tree-like figures with star-ringed demonic pressure reached out to grab her, but she swung her cabbage sword, and the two ancient war tree-like figures turned into wood chips.

As the splinters of wood shattered and were cleaved away by her sword, she immediately saw Edgar chanting a spell, using all his magical power. He was drenched in sweat, manipulating a massive, black-iron-colored ancient knight tree spirit to attack her. This ancient knight tree spirit possessed a moon-ring level magical pressure; its upper body resembled a knight, while its roots grew like a warhorse. At first glance, one might mistake it for a giant riding a warhorse charging towards her. The

Macedonian witch waved her sleeve, “Heavy Rain.”

Instantly, raindrops fell upon the ancient knight tree spirit. These raindrops rapidly merged with the spirit’s roots, making it incredibly heavy and its movements extremely slow.

Edgar frowned. For millennia, he had been increasingly at a disadvantage, because the powerful spell, the Rain Witch’s Master, which had been unleashed in its later stages, had finally overtaken him and begun to suppress him.

Edgar used five different spells from the Life School to try and strengthen the Treant and lift the heavy rain, but none of them worked quite well.

The Macedonian witch raised her left hand and said, “Wait, Edgar. It seems you still have the power to contend with me. I’ll let you off this time.”

Edgar looked at Macedonia curiously.

The Macedonian witch pointed to the earth. “I originally thought Locke’s claim that the prosperous period of the Creation Lotus World was four thousand years was a lie. That extra thousand years was a deception. Therefore, I mistakenly believed that the end of the world had arrived, and thus I had to strike you first, even at the cost of serious injury, to destroy your Tree of All Things. Only then could I fully complete my Three Realms Unity Cycle, and the three things I’ve been working on during this thousand years.” “

Those three things that, once completed, will allow me to easily defeat Locke.”

The Macedonian witch extended her right hand, raising three fingers.

“But since this world is far from its end, I won’t risk a fight with you. Your fighting strength has exceeded my expectations. I originally thought you’d be a pushover, but you’re a porcupine.” Edgar

raised an eyebrow, looking back at the world, but he still summoned two ancient war trees to protect himself, preventing the Macedonian witch from using trickery and suddenly attacking him.

“Hmm? Logically speaking, the elves’ golden age should only last three thousand years. How come three thousand years have passed, and the Creation Lotus World is becoming stronger and stronger, with more and more resources, showing no signs of decline? It seems Locke wasn’t lying to us about the deadline.”

The wizard Edgar looked at the Macedonian witch and said, “Over the years, I’ve only been thinking about one thing. I don’t have your complicated thoughts. I’m building an Ark of Salvation, constructed by the ancient trees of the whole world. Therefore, I need more war trees. If the Rain Realm can cooperate, I can build it even faster.” “

I believe we can use an Ark of Salvation to preserve the last embers.”

“Strictly speaking, the twenty ancient trees currently in existence are all lower-level ancient trees that I cultivated using branches from the Tree of Life. Therefore, collecting their branches and using the wood to build the ark is also part of my Tree of All Things Returning to the Tree. This way, the stored life force can be preserved to the greatest extent possible during the apocalypse. After the world is destroyed, the elves can hide in the ark and manipulate it to inject the high-quality spiritual energy preserved within into the chaos. According to my calculations, it might be possible to recreate the world. In this way, this creation problem can be solved.”

Wizard Edgar said, “Macedonian Witch, I invite you to complete this plan together.”

“If I can complete it, I will become the False Forging Emperor of Salvation!”

Macedonian Witch raised her eyebrows. “I refuse. I have my own plan, and a better one.”

“Besides, your plan is absurd. When the apocalypse arrives, the Age of Dharma Ends will come. All laws will decline, and your great magic, Tree of All Things Returning to the Tree, will definitely be invaded and will definitely decline. You don’t need to argue with that. Therefore, I think your so-called Ark of Salvation is extremely unreliable.”

“Whether your Ark of Salvation can withstand the apocalypse and the annihilation of the universe is another matter entirely. Furthermore, you actually dare to dream of using the resources stored on an ark to recreate the world after all things have perished and the world has returned to stillness.”

The wizard Edgar hurriedly said, “I’ve calculated it. Just as your rain-summoner spent a thousand years collecting data on rainfall and plant ecology across the world of the Creation Lotus, I also used a small world I discovered within this world to extract life force from that small world using the ‘Return of All Things to the Tree’ technique, artificially creating a mini-apocalypse, and repeatedly calculating. I think I have a 30% chance of success.”

The Macedonian witch looked at Edgar and asked, “How can the apocalypse of a small world be the same as the apocalypse of the Creation Lotus world? Then let me ask you, in the small world, your ultimate magic won’t be invaded by the plane principles of the Dharma-ending Age, but in the Creation Lotus world, once the Dharma-ending Age arrives, how will your ultimate magic resist those plane principles?”

“The experiment you mentioned is based on the premise that your ultimate magic itself is intact,”

Edgar said frankly. “Yes. So I was originally fifty percent certain, but now I’m only thirty percent.”

“But this is already the best way. Do you really have a better plan than to live in seclusion, build a large ark, and leave this world with some resources? In my opinion, your Rain Realm seems independent of the world now, but once the end of the Dharma era arrives, it will probably collapse even faster,”

the Macedonian witch said. “I haven’t thought of creating a small world, taking resources and elves across the chaos. Such an idea seems good, but it’s actually very risky.” “

Even absurd,”

the Macedonian witch said, standing on a lotus leaf, looking at the sterile flower.

“I have a better idea. This idea is embodied in the three things I’m currently doing. You’ll know later, but by then you should have been eliminated.”

Edgar frowned. “It seems the last negotiation has failed. You want that magical plant to have offspring again? Hahaha, even if I, Locke, you, Patrick, and Ramses all team up and keep breeding it, each using our most prized breeding methods, it’s still impossible. I had the same idea before, but I created a formula.

Take a look for yourself.”

The Macedonian witch glanced at the formula Edgar had magically drawn in the air.

Edgar said, “Even with all our combined strength, we would need at least fifty to eighty times the total resources of this world to have any chance of restoring the Creation Lotus’s ability to reproduce. After calculating this, I completely abandoned the idea. Moreover, before entering the competition, I had already reviewed the literature on the approaches of past problem-solving wizards and found that most of them tried to start in this direction, and everyone failed. The reason for their failure almost always pointed to one thing: not that they lacked the ability, but that they lacked the resources.” “

Using the existing resources in this world to cultivate the Creation Lotus’s ability to reproduce is insufficient, especially considering the many people in this world who waste resources. From a breeding perspective, restoring the Creation Lotus’s ability to reproduce requires far more energy than wasted in creating this world itself. At least, that’s what my previous breeding attempts have taught me. Your rainwater cultivation method is inherently better suited for breeding groups of magical plants, rather than breeding powerful individual magical plants.”

“Locke is better at evolution, and my Ancient Tree of Life Breeding Method is the most advanced breeding method among you for individual magical plants. But I still think it’s impossible,”

Edgar said. “It’s not that I can’t try; in fact, I’m currently sending people to collect data on the Genesis Lotus. But realistically, the Ark of Salvation is the most likely solution. Let’s not approach it from a global perspective; the resources are simply insufficient.”

Edgar stood on the lotus leaf of the Genesis Lotus, his hands behind his back, looking at the various wonders of the earth.

“So beautiful. Sometimes people are just strange like that. If I were on a void exploration mission and encountered such a civilization, I would only find it too primitive. But looking at this earth, at the civilization I personally nurtured, I am now filled with pride.”

The Macedonian witch glanced at him. “Then you should support my plan, not your ridiculous plan to build a coffin and send everyone away. The moment your plan was proposed, I knew the chances of success were too low.”

“Furthermore, with the combined power of our three great magic spells, this civilization isn’t primitive. It’s powerful even in the endless void. If we can solve the creation mystery, this civilization can be preserved, but if we can’t, they will be destroyed in an instant.” “

Edgar, you should withdraw from the competition. I need the resources stored within your ‘Tree of All Things Returns to the Great Magic’ spell.”

Edgar’s eyes blazed with anger. “Don’t even think about it.”

The Macedonian witch looked at Edgar. “As time goes by, you’ll become less and less of a match for me. It’s fine if you’re unwilling now; five hundred years from now, I will personally come to end this thousand-year-old war.”

Edgar sneered.

It seemed the negotiations had broken down.

In the world of Creation, 3,200 years after the Sunshot, the Rain Emperor Brahma defeated countless powerful elves and unified the land. He punished all elves, both in heaven and on earth, who disrespected the three great spells. He himself was a devout follower of the great spell, the Tree of Prosperity, and a practitioner of the Little Leather.

He wore rough clothes every day, even personally tilling the fields and weaving cloth. He reflected on himself daily and established a personal historian

system to record his daily life, reading historical records about himself annually to better reflect on his actions.

He also commanded all elves to use the great spell, the Tree of Prosperity, or they would be unworthy to be officials of his empire.

Countless treasures of gold and silver were offered to temples and statues related to the three great spells.

The Rain Emperor Brahma also built countless wonders related to the Forest Ranger and statues of the Tree of Prosperity to commemorate it.

All the wizards watched this world in astonishment, amazed that it had not yet reached its end.

The wizards of the Rain Marsh observed that world. These observers had summoned their research groups, constantly deducing the situation and trying to find the reason why that world hadn’t yet entered the Age of Decline.

A Moon Ring wizard suddenly spoke up: “It’s Universal Truth, False Forging, Little Leather. Truly impressive. I have a hypothesis: perhaps Little Leather is constantly purging the inferior forms of life in that world, which has attracted many excellent entities from the endless void. These entities are either attracted by the prosperity of the Creation Lotus World and its immense magic—the Tree of Prosperity—or want to use the Tree of Prosperity to improve themselves. Therefore, countless heroes and powerful figures want to reincarnate here, which is why, although the Creation Lotus World’s lifespan has ended, its golden age continues.”

A Moon Ring wizard from the Rain Marsh countered: “I’ve thought of that too, but my research group and I believe that the Macedonian witch’s unified three-realm super-large water cycle has also significantly increased that world’s lifespan and resources. The world’s spiritual energy is constantly flowing; originally a…” “The world’s resources vary in abundance and scarcity, but the celestial river’s spiritual energy circulates these resources, making them more balanced,”

said the third Moon Ring Wizard, accompanied by his research team and a thick stack of documents. “I believe it’s the combined effect of two quasi-emperor-level ultimate spells and one near-universal truth-level ultimate spell.”

But another wizard quickly countered with their calculated data, saying, “No, no. I believe the ultimate spell, Tree of Prosperity, eliminated a large number of harmful forms, reducing the world’s insidious influence. A world’s destruction stems not only from insufficient resources but also from too many flaws. The ultimate spell, Tree of Prosperity, truly lives up to its name; it makes that world’s prosperity more lasting. I believe the current situation is caused by the ultimate spell, Tree of Prosperity.”

The audience offered various opinions.

However, they all agreed that the Creation Lotus World was surprisingly healthy. The three ultimate spells were interconnected, and the prosperous era was even reaching new heights through their interplay, with the population still increasing and the world’s total magical pressure rising.

With the advancement of civilization, waste and wonders were inevitable, and a magnificent civilization emerged in that world.

On the judges’ panel, Dean Faust took a puff of his wizard’s pipe.

“This is simply the best proof of the power of the Great Magic Tree of Prosperity. False Forging – Minor Leather truly has great potential. If it can reach the level of True Forging in the future, then it can become popular in parts of my wizarding world.”

The Red Dragon Witch looked thoughtful. In fact, she had just received a contact through the Water Gourd System from her fourth-ring Truth Wizard in the Starfield Sea. That wizard had actually inquired about Locke’s situation, clearly paying attention to this place and showing interest in talent.

The Red Dragon Witch raised an eyebrow, her expression complex. After all, both the Five-Colored Dragon Throne and the Senate had sent her messages; suddenly, these people were all vying for her student.

She had chosen this student back then because of his complex background and his direct focus on the Black Sun Tower, but she never expected that this student would walk the same path as her.

The three judges from Rainswamp looked solemn. The current situation made it impossible for them to determine the winner; after all, this was a competition concerning the reputation of Rainswamp.

Dean John, however, had a complex expression and sighed. “That brat from back then, I never imagined he’d grow to this level.”

In the Creation Lotus World, Emperor Brahma, leading his army and countless treasures, went to the deepest part of the jungle. There, he saw Locke’s statue and the four other statues in the jungle. Emperor Brahma clasped his hands together, “This is where it all began.”

His elven soldiers offered countless treasures of gold and silver to the statue and the four stones, arranging them in a magnificent display.

The Emperor of Brahma addressed the three-hundred-year-old Ranger Master, who walked upon the stones, saying, “I will offer the finest things in the world to the Tree of Prosperity and to Mr. Locke Augustine, the founder of the Rangers. Master, I would like to ask, will Mr. Locke Augustine see me after I do this? I have always desired the highest knowledge and wisdom in the world. Through reading ancient texts and conducting archaeological expeditions with my army, I have learned of the existence of this great figure and others.

The source of all our power can be traced back to these great figures.”

—

“I thought that after thousands of years of development, we still do not have an elf who can surpass the founders of those power systems.”

“I wish to use all the wealth in the world to meet that great man, Locke Augustine.”

The elderly forester opened his eyes. “Mr. Locke Augustine asked me to tell you, benevolent emperor, you have dedicated all good things to the Tree of Prosperity, elevating the world’s worship of it to new heights. Statues of the Tree of Prosperity are everywhere, and the associated worship is countless. Emperor who unites heaven and earth, you will obtain everything you desire. But you will not see Mr. Locke Augustine.” The

smug expression on Emperor Brahma’s face suddenly changed. “Am I not devout enough? Is my merit not great enough?”

the forester said weakly. “You could say that. Mr. Augustine asked me to pass on a message to you: to see him in form is to not truly see him.”

Emperor Brahma nodded, a thoughtful expression on his face.

“After reflection, I truly feel that my current merits are insufficient; how can I possibly meet this great figure? But my desire to obtain the highest wisdom remains unchanged. I will be spurred on by my shame, and will make three visits to the thatched cottage, all for the sake of obtaining the highest wisdom. I will return, and I will deepen the world’s worship of the Great Magic Tree of Prosperity, and bring even more treasures.”

“I will make the people live happier lives, repair the Milky Way, and plant and maintain the ancient forests.”

With these intentions, Emperor Brahma departed.

For the next fifty years, Emperor Brahma indeed did as he said. He became the only person in over three thousand years, besides the wizard Edgar, to unify the entire world, even unifying the skies that Edgar could not invade, as the Rain Emperor.

He constantly studied the arts of rainmaking and learned some of the ways of the rangers, and he loved carrying a bow and arrow every day.

He led countless elves to worship the Great Magic Tree of Prosperity even more, and after meeting the ranger master again, he continued to lead his army to offer countless treasures to the jungle.

Emperor Bharadvaja finally grew old. Before his death, supported by other spirits, he made one last visit to the Ranger Master, who sat atop four rocks deep in the forest. Looking at the unfamiliar young Ranger Master, he asked, “I am dying now. My thirst for wisdom doesn’t seem as intense as it was in my youth, but I still wish to ask: having done so much, have I attained the highest wisdom?”

The young Ranger Master descended from the rocks and bowed to Emperor Bharadvaja, saying, “Your Majesty, you have done so much for us Rangers, and I deeply feel my own inadequacy before you. I feel my wisdom is inferior to yours, and I wish to ask you for guidance on the path of wisdom.”

“You once said that to gain wisdom from the Tree of Prosperity, one must constantly reflect upon oneself, like a stone platform that needs constant polishing, otherwise it will be covered in dust. I also have a question to ask you. Your Majesty—”

Emperor Bharadvaja revealed a hint of satisfaction. Leaning on his cane, he departed this world with the support of others.

The young Ranger Master was startled to see the Rain Emperor, who had dedicated his life to self-improvement, suddenly lose his life, fearing others would think he had killed the Rain Emperor.

The Rain Emperor had died, and a grand funeral was held throughout the entire Pure Lotus World of Creation. During his reign, he had elevated the prosperity of the Pure Lotus World to new heights.

He commanded the submission of all people to the Tree of Prosperity. The inscription on his tombstone reads: “The Rain Emperor unified heaven and earth, spread the sacred Dharma; he was undoubtedly the foremost. Before his death, he propagated the path of self-improvement, teaching us how to utilize and understand the Tree of Prosperity. Perhaps, even in death, he had become the most powerful Ranger.” On a lotus leaf in the Creation Lotus World, Locke

watched as a leaf of power landed in his hand. This leaf of power was forged by Emperor Boro Rain. Locke sighed, “I used the False Forging – Small Leather to suppress the apocalypse, but even so, the apocalypse still came. Emperor Boro Rain, your actions brought the prosperity of the Creation Lotus World to its final peak. After you, no one will surpass you, but you also sowed the seeds of disaster for the end of the world.”

This leaf of power was forged by Emperor Boro Rain and is called the Boro Rain Leaf. With this leaf, Locke’s number of leaves of power has reached three thousand.

Locke created three branches of power, encompassing the three thousand leaves of power. That is, one branch of power summarizes one thousand leaves of power, so one branch of power roughly represents one thousand leaves of power. Locke has regulated the current three thousand leaves of power and summarized them into three branches of power. This is the most important thing he has done in the past three thousand years.

He has transformed his power system into a double-nested system.

The plan is to continue increasing the number of Power Leaves, while simultaneously using Power Branches to collectively describe the system. This balances complexity and simplicity.

The number of Power Leaves will continue to increase, growing with the number of Rangers, but the presence of Power Branches will keep the entire power system in its simplest state.

Meanwhile, Macedon and Edgar clashed again on the lotus leaves of the Creation Lotus. Edgar was beginning to lose ground, but the Macedonian witch had little hope of defeating him. After their fruitless exchange, they observed the world of the Creation Lotus once more, trying to confirm the exact date of the apocalypse.

However, the world was thriving, as if the end of the world would never come.

New laws were constantly being born, and new people were always surpassing the old.

Edgar, covered in wounds, looked at the Macedonian witch.

“You don’t think Locke has already solved this creation mystery, do you? Will there still be an apocalypse? Under the suppression of the Tree of Prosperity, where do you think the apocalypse will rise from?”

The Macedonian witch, almost unharmed, looked down at the world and shook her head slightly. “I don’t know.” “

But I can sense through the Rain Witches that the apocalypse is approaching, a terrible calamity far exceeding your expectations. That’s why I don’t approve of your Ark of Salvation plan. My great magic, because it can manipulate the flow of spiritual energy, is extremely sensitive to the immense despair coming from afar. That kind of apocalypse—”

“Edgar, entrust the Tree of All Things to me.”

“Otherwise—we will all die.”

The Macedonian witch’s face showed a rare solemnity; she sensed the terrible world that was about to arrive in the near future through the Milky Way.

Edgar looked at her and retorted, “Over the years, we’ve clashed. You’ve deceived me so many times, and I’ve deceived you so many times. Each time, we’ve had our share of victories and defeats. How do I know you’re not deceiving me again?”

The Macedonian witch looked at Edgar with icy eyes, her gaze fixed on the deep wounds on his body.

“Is your Perpetual Defensive Field no longer able to heal itself? Edgar, the outcome of our battle is about to be decided.”

Edgar shook his head. “Then try it yourself. I don’t think so. It’s just that your White Emperor’s Sword has suppressed my ability to heal my wounds with spiritual energy. The Tree of All Things still stores enough vitality. The more prosperous this world becomes, the more vitality I have.”

“Vitality is in my hands. How can you defeat me? You can at most beat me, but you can’t conquer me.”

In the World of Creation Lotus, three thousand five hundred years after the Sunshot. In this era, the convergence of various power systems has given rise to countless capable individuals. They have mastered powers beyond those originally designed by the wizards. Following the reign of Emperor Boro, a group of elves emerged, seeking to emulate the founders of these power systems. They relentlessly searched for every usable resource within the World of Creation Lotus, pursuing the wisdom that Emperor Boro sought.

—On

this day, on a vast land, a group of Ranger Masters, along with their students, planted a tree using the Ancient Tree of War. This tree received the blessings of the Rain Masters, the blessings of the Tree of All Things system, and the full power of the Ranger Masters. The Ranger

Master who orchestrated all of this revealed a certain ambition and desire in his eyes—a thirst for wisdom. However, in this relentless torment and greed, he had forgotten to pursue true wisdom; all he wanted was to prove himself superior to the Ranger Ancestor.

“This tree, I believe, can also be compared to the Tree of Prosperity. I have planted a Tree of Prosperity. Try it if you don’t believe me; chant the incantation, and you’ll be able to connect with my tree.”

The elves present chanted incantations, and instantly, bolts of lightning appeared on the tree, striking them and enhancing their power.

This Ranger Master, named Quinroth, had eyes filled with greed and pride. He had defeated all Rangers throughout history. Using the existing resources within the Creation Lotus and his extraordinary talent, he had finally created the revered Tree of Prosperity. From now on, he could be considered an ancestor, and he could receive offerings from countless people. He seemed to see himself sitting behind gold and silver treasures, receiving the worship of future generations—

beneath the Quinroth Tree stood many elves, gazing at the Tree of Prosperity that could directly enhance them. Suddenly, a strange feeling arose: perhaps this tree—was even better.

Because this tree was more magnificent, and appeared more powerful.

Thus, the Tree of Quinnos began to circulate. Afterward, more and more rangers, or other elves—such as elven warriors and rain spirits—began to create their own Trees of Prosperity, their own Milky Ways, and their own Trees of Perfection.

For a time, the land of Creation Lotus was filled with dubious individuals, each claiming to have attained their own supreme wisdom and passing down their own school of thought. These spells and magic often temporarily and greatly enhanced the power of these elves. For the next five hundred years, more and more elves were misled by these “Trees of Prosperity,” “Trees of Perfection,” and “Heads of Rain Witches,” and became increasingly unable to access the original great magic and the Tree of Prosperity.

The threshold for the three great magics was simply too high, and obtaining power required taking one step at a time. But these imitations created by the elves lowered the threshold, seemingly making them easier to understand. They called it making the truth simple and easy to comprehend, taking it a step further than the original level of their ancestors.

Thus, their magic became more popular, while the original great magic of Locke and others was forgotten.

Four thousand years after the sun was shot down, on this day, an elf was being hunted on a cliff. A Ranger Master, vying with him for the right to rule the jungle, stepped on his chest.

“Master Eun, what era is this? You still practice ancient methods. Don’t you know that new methods are superior to ancient ones? Don’t you know you’re out of touch with the times?”

“In today’s world, the strong should be respected. The emperor should be the one with the strongest army. The position of head Ranger Master should also be held by the most powerful elf.”

Master Eun held his foot and whispered, “Master Domitian, you must not start a war. The unjust will surely suffer the consequences.”

Master Domitian curled his lips into a disdainful smile, then personally pierced the heart of the aged Eun with an arrow.

“Really, this world is a time of great strife. Everyone is an unjust person. Empty talk of benevolence and righteousness is truly misleading and harming the country and its people. The weak are born to be bullied by the strong.” “

How can the Ranger always cower in the jungle? I am the one who should be qualified to rule this world.”

On the crystal wall system of the Creation Lotus World, Locke sighed. Only then did the other wizard contestants realize that the Golden Age had ended.

Locke saw the three thousand planes of the Creation Lotus World crack, and the concentration of magical tides within the world continued to decline.

“The last righteous person is dead.”

“Heaven and earth no longer wish to provide for humankind.”

“The Golden Age has ended. From this day forward, this world enters the Age of Dharma Decline. Righteous Dharma is hard to find, evil Dharma is everywhere, until the world is destroyed.”