High Above

Sometimes Campani Guoyu can't help but recall a starry night one hundred and thirty years ago.

At that time, there was a problem with the energy system of the world tree capital of Canaan Moore. The artificial star was extinguished for three months. The underground gods began to revive. All civilians in the entire metropolis were evacuated to the Gaia Plain, which is also the world The original origin of the small plain town surrounding the Tree City.

At that time, as one of the ten blood kings who coexisted and died with the World Tree Capital, Campani, who was still only at the second level, had nothing special to do. He just went to the city from time to time to clean up those things that would suddenly appear. The tree root derivative' can get rid of the distracting thoughts in the god's dream. Generally speaking, it is similar to cleaning the garbage.

Sublimators at the third energy level and above have to go to the 'canopy' to repair artificial stars, or go to the roots of the tree to use their own power to support the 'sleep' system.

It was also at that time that the light of the artificial stars dimmed, but there were still some stars sparsely arranged in strange shapes in the sky, shining with fluorescence.

After destroying the tree root derivatives, Campani likes to sit next to the outer window and look at the stars for a few times, and then overlook the surrounding land and the lights of the city.

The sparks of the stars in the sky may be the same as the lights of humans on earth.

At that time, this thought would flash through the young Campani's mind involuntarily. If each of the stars in the sky represents a big city of aliens, then if the stars gradually extinguish, does it mean that they have encountered the same disaster as humans and gradually perished?

Just like, if the World Tree Capital cannot solve the disaster of extinguishing the energy source and resurrecting the underground gods, Canaan Moore will die, and all the sparks on the earth will dim.

During those three torturous months, Campani had been thinking about this question, but he didn't get the answer until the artificial star was started again.

He didn't even find the question he really wanted to ask.

As he grows up and learns more truths, Campani will no longer think about the stars in the sky, because the sparks on the earth have taken up all his energy.

The 'Light Out' incident severely damaged the reputation of the Canaan Moore Central Committee, and also intensified the conflict between the 'Maintenance Party' and the 'Pillar Party'. Each party blamed the other party's mistakes for causing this extreme disaster, and the Ten Kings' Blood Room The direct confrontation resulted in fierce east-west confrontation and countless local civil wars.

This also indirectly led to a series of subsequent small-scale rebellions. Dominions sprung up like mushrooms after rain, and it was meaningless no matter how hard they suppressed them.

Only by reviving the economy and providing resources can the rebellion be truly suppressed.

However, the trade route between the northwest and the empire is cut off by the mountains, the war between the northeast and the Cangtian Royal Court is not over yet, the shipping channel, the empire’s Nanling has not yet reached the coast, and Jingge Cliff and Yuanjian Port are not good trade partners... …

Canaan Moore is in a dead end.

Although all this does not affect the rule of the Ten Kings of Blood, the Ten Kings of Blood, who regard Canaan Moore as their own property, cannot allow their country to decline.

Therefore, in the past hundred years, Canaan Moore, who had been fighting among himself for a hundred years, took the initiative to get closer to the empire and the Cangtian Royal Court. While choosing to strengthen sea trade and open up land trade routes, he also negotiated a truce with the royal court.

So far, everything is on track - Canaan Moore is indeed not the most powerful force in this world. Limited by the existence of the World Tree Capital and the Blood of the Ten Kings, it cannot become the overlord that dominates the entire continent.

But whichever side Canaan Moore falls to, whichever side will become the overlord... Therefore, any side is willing to form an alliance with the elves.

Unless a certain party is so powerful that it can dominate the continent without the need for Canaan Moore... and it can suppress the entire world.

Just like the Black Sun back then.

If Canaan Moore doesn't want to be a vassal of other countries, and doesn't want to be a subject who bows before the overlord, as long as the elves don't want to be like the Seven Cities Alliance, a country that is not called an empire but actually has closer ties with the empire than ordinary border provinces.

They must shoot down the sun and maintain a situation of one superpower and multiple powers on this continent.

Therefore, the sun sets and the empire falls from its peak.

And all of this was done by Campal and the fifth-level energy level of the Two Generations Maintenance Department... Of course, there were other big forces secretly planning it, but they played a vital role.

"Hilliard... I have indeed never defeated you once. The older I get, the more despicable I feel, but the more I understand that if you were still alive, I would be suppressed to the point of going crazy."

"Who would want someone to step on their head? Who would want someone who is not on their side, so powerful that they can't even imagine the possibility of transcendence? And there are actually two such people. This possibility is simply overwhelming. People can’t breathe.”

"I never regret my decisions. But... I saw your successor today."

"He is really stronger than you... Stronger than you and Inaga. Why can you find each other? Why can you cooperate sincerely instead of fighting each other? Why can your successor inherit all your advantages perfectly? , both smart and powerful; both wild and cautious?"

"If he was born in our era, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have the thought of scheming, I would just look up to him with sincerity. Just like our descendants, although they are still arrogant, they have already accepted 'failure' fact."

"..."

"So, Hilliard...since you threw him here, should I extinguish this fire and eliminate the possibility of overwhelming him for the rest of his life?"

"Forget it. With my character, even if I hesitate now, if it is really possible, I will kill it."

"I prefer to extinguish the light rather than the sun that is so dazzling that it obscures the stars."

"Even if there are no stars in the night sky now, it will still be the same."

The black-haired girl was sitting on a large gray stone. Her long, thick black hair was spread down like a waterfall, reaching her waist. Black fragments like mist continued to overflow and float from it, condensing into pitch-black knives and long needles, which made the girl's hair tremble. The posture seemed extremely mysterious and hazy, mixed with danger.

But what is worth noting is that a few pale hairs can be vaguely seen at the roots of the black-haired elf girl.

[Galan, I'm sorry, your body consumes too much vitality, and you are likely to die]

The old voice sighed: [I thought there wouldn't be much trouble, but I didn't expect it would turn out like this... The maintenance party is really crazy, they actually intend to take this opportunity to annihilate me]

[Damn it, do they want to completely break the balance between the maintenance party and the pillar party, and plunge Canaan Moore into endless war! ] At this point, the old voice still gritted his teeth: [I don’t know what the identity is like... I can only hope that they will not be crazy enough to fight in the capital of the World Tree]

[Ancestor, don’t worry too much]

At this moment, Gelan comforted the old man: "This is also an opportunity for us. As long as you can get out alive, restore your youth with the source of dragon blood, and then tell all the facts, then the party will be at a disadvantage."

[Yes, you are right] The old voice paused: [Here it comes]

The enemy is coming.

Japhethah comes.

With a faint silver light, Yafoda Silver Gate came to the black-haired girl in one step, but this was just an appearance. In the eyes of this fourth-level powerhouse, he could see the old age behind the young body. soul.

"Yes, I'm here."

The middle-aged strong man smiled, and a comfortable and sincere joy overflowed from him, breaking the originally dull atmosphere, making a barren gray stone wilderness look like a sunny garden: "Mr. Campani, after decades of planning, he finally got this opportunity."

"Originally, I have always been worried. If you just wait to die peacefully and pass on the throne to the next generation, then I really have no chance or excuse. I will even deeply admire you."

"But since you have made such a choice..." He took out a silver-gray scepter out of thin air, and invisible space fluctuations surrounded the two of them.

The head of the Yinmen family smiled heartily and said: "——You already knew that you would encounter this ending, right?"

[If you inherit Aviliwen's top position, you may really be able to kill me] And the girl smiled, and the young girl and the old voice overlapped: [But in this subspace maze, even if it's just me Soul, you may not be able to take me down]

"I mainly want to know." Yafoda said softly: "Why do you want to get the source of dragon blood... You clearly know that dragon blood contains a curse. Even if you can live another life, you will gradually be haunted by demons. , fall into madness in his later years, or even degenerate into a demon... Then even the soul will not be left, and it may even pollute the top."

"Although every life-extending wonder has its own sequelae, the source of dragon blood is the strongest, both in terms of life-extending ability and curse."

[Because this is an era that is about to usher in great changes] Campani said solemnly: [The accumulation of the way of sublimation has been enough, and we are about to usher in the prelude to the birth of the sixth energy level... Fudo Castle and Pioneers (Inai (Jia’s title back then) was the prelude to that era, and they were about to get the results without even leaving us time]

[I cannot allow Canaan Moore to become a subject of another country. No matter how great the era is, if Canaan Moore cannot be allowed to become a member of the victors, I will defeat it]

"...So you want to do it yourself?" Yinmen was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "Do you have an idea? Or..."

[I just want to see] the old voice said: [There are not so many noble reasons. I just haven’t lived enough yet, and I also know that I am far away from the sixth level, so I want to live a little longer and see the development of this era]

"No wonder." The silver-haired elf sighed: "Let me just say, if Canaan Moore really wanted to study the sixth level, the blood of the ten kings would have been united into one. How could they assassinate each other and fight..."

[Because the enemy's success is more difficult to accept than our failure] The old man smiled and said: [This is human instinct. What's not easy to understand? 】

[I will not cover up my true thoughts with lies, Japhetah, this is my motivation and purpose. At this moment, I want to know why you want to take action against me. You can actually persuade Aviliwen to be free. I know her very well. She can't do anything on her own. It can only be your reason to let her I am willing to let go of my chicness and accompany you to fight against me...]

"It's also very simple." Yapheda pointed the scepter at his enemies: "My brother died because of you, I am just the simplest blood revenge."

There was no mocking each other or putting each other down.

Because both parties are powerful in this world, their simple desires and ideas are ten million times more powerful than 'world peace' and 'living and working in peace and contentment'. Their will can determine the changes of a top power, whether it is Prosperity or weakness.

Invisible fluctuations and black snowflake fragments began to vibrate the subspace maze of the test site where they were located. Huge space vibration sounds continued to sound at the edge of the maze before they took action.

[Final question]

Surrounded by countless subspace cracks, Campani said: [How do you solve the suppression of the underground ‘God of Nature’ after I left]

"Times have changed and technology has advanced."

The invisible bubble-shaped space distortion has covered Yafoda's figure, and his voice has become distorted: "After so many years of research, the computing power of the World Tree's main brain has made a leap, and now Canaan Moore no longer needs two fifth-level people. Trapped myself in the Capital of the World Tree.”

"In the final analysis, I am also the king of elves, not an avenger who wants to burn everything."

[Really...] Behind the black-haired girl, countless dark subspace fragments condensed into a dark giant tree. Countless huge tree root tentacles hundreds of meters long extended and writhed in the hazy mist, each one whipping. He opened the space, causing waves that were almost like tsunamis to rise on the earth, and smoke and dust rising up into the sky: [I'm sorry, Ge Lan, facing such an opponent, I can only completely control your body and exert 100% of my power]

[I don’t care, Ancestor] But the original owner of the black-haired girl’s body, the girl named Ge Lan, laughed softly: [Defeat him]

As the pitch-black giant tree took root in space and time, invisible black mist began to spread. In the shadows, countless tree roots could be vaguely seen churning, containing the prototypes of subspace labyrinths, setting off huge waves and strong winds, like The controller of the entire world.

King's Blood·National Territory. The etheric true form of Campany, the country of dust.

【Dust Mist World Tree (Niflheim)】

At the same time, the ripples around Yapheda became more and more brilliant, time and space shook in front of him, and the light was divided into streams of light in the fluctuating space.

This stream of light is as bright and pure as silver, but the edges are as colorful as rainbows. Countless rainbows have built bridges without beginnings and ends behind the man. They lead to space-time bubbles glowing with rainbow colors. The scenery of subspace mazes seemed to be reflected inside.

King's Blood·Silver Gate. The ethereal true form of Dreamkeeper Japhetha.

【Key of the Rainbow (Bilrst)】

I haven’t finished writing yet, there is another update coming next. I’m a little tired from the update posted some time ago, so I’ll keep working hard!

The final etheric form is not a translation, but a free translation. It was originally supposed to be Niflheim and the Rainbow Bridge, the Kingdom of Mist and the World Passage in Nordic mythology. This is what it means.