Steel steam and flame

The huge ancient history world tree was burning, and the whole space was filled with flames. The earth and the sky seemed to have melted and decomposed, and they no longer had any substantial existence. The main trunk had tilted, and with indescribable power, it almost crushed everything in front of it bit by bit, and collapsed at a slow but extremely heavy speed.

The collapse of the ancient history world tree was more like the collapse of a world. Cassia thought he had caught the sound of the shattering of the spiritual world of No. 9, the "squeaking" sound that would only be made when large pieces of fine glass were crushed. There was no resistance at all, and he could only feel his spiritual world shattered in despair.

There was no possibility of reorganization and recovery. The shattered spiritual world shattered, and then it was swallowed up by the gushing flames on the ancient history world tree. Nothing was left, and it was completely decomposed.

There was a frightened and sharp roar at this moment. Cassia looked towards the source of the sound, and the small world tree belonging to No. 9 appeared, forcibly opening up a place for itself in the illusionary space. But the final struggle could not change anything. The ancient history world tree was the source of No. 9, and it could not resist at all.

Even if there were unexpected results, and the illusion of the collapse of the ancient history world tree could not achieve the expected effect, then Cassia had prepared a backup plan. Regarding the illusion of the red star, Cassia had observed it at a very close distance with the help of a wonderful sense.

That observation was also an illusion. So it became Cassia's backup plan. If the illusion of the collapse of the ancient history world tree did not achieve a good effect, then what would appear in No. 9's spiritual world later would be six red stars of different sizes, colors and brightness.

In fact, Cassia hoped that the illusion of the ancient history world tree would fail, because he also wanted to see what kind of destructive power the illusion of the six red stars would have, which would become precious data. Moreover, there was a deep connection between No. 9 and pollution, and the illusion of the red star would be more effective.

But in the short time of thinking like this, No. 9's roar stopped abruptly. The small world tree revealed in the illusion did not have any effect, and did not even have the function of fuel. The collapsed ancient history world tree seemed not to notice the existence of such a small world tree on its path. It collapsed directly without any sense of stagnation.

The small world tree was immediately wrapped in the flames of the star-eating bacteria, and then disappeared in the shadow of the ancient history world tree.

Cassia could no longer see anything, nor hear any roar. Until the illusion that did not last long disappeared, everything returned to its original state.

The background of the illusion disappeared, and Cassia saw his broken spiritual world again. On the other side, the spiritual world of No. 9, which was connected to each other, had not changed much, and did not appear as fragmented as he imagined. The small world tree still stood, but it was completely dimmed and lost all its light.

In its upper middle part, the fragment of the ancient history world tree seemed to be burned out, and the bright red light could not be seen.

The entire spiritual world of No. 9 fell into a strange state of stagnation, and dimness and silence became its main tone. After a few breaths, the still lush small world tree showed signs of withering. Withered yellow leaves fell off and fell one after another, forming a huge rainstorm of dead leaves, spreading a large area of ​​thick dead leaves around.

The numerous tree roots that drilled out of the ground also lost their strength and withered along with the small world tree.

Originally thought it would be a slow process, but as the small world tree began to reveal its bare branches, Cassia felt the dead silence coming from No. 9's spiritual world. Life force was rapidly draining from there, and the gray-black pollution drilled in through unnoticeable gaps everywhere, corroding the entire spiritual world.

"It seems to be over." Cassia looked at the small world tree. Without the cover of the leaves, the charred fragment of the ancient historical world tree was clearly visible, embedded in the branches in the middle and upper parts.

It was not a regular shape, but the appearance of charcoal that can be seen everywhere. There was still a last ray of faint red light on it, which was the last rhythm before death. Because the cracks have already covered its charred surface and are still expanding, in a short time, it will become countless tiny fragments, which will be its final end.

Cassia sighed. If the experiment on the world tree pattern had not been successful, perhaps No. 9 could have lived longer. He needed it to attack him with illusions. But it was no longer necessary. After confirming that the world tree pattern could grow and complete itself, the only thing left was a matter of quantity and time.

Time might make Cassia embarrassed, but in terms of quantity, with pollution and uranium-gold columns as energy sources, and a spiritual world that was not worried about being broken as an excellent soil for planting, it would not be a problem at all.

While watching No. 9's spiritual world heading towards the final silence, he imagined thousands and tens of thousands of small world trees growing in the spiritual world, spreading branches and leaves in an assembly line, and using quantity to accumulate and complete the world tree pattern.

In front, pollution had climbed up No. 9's small world tree, and the only light source disappeared at this time, leaving only the gray and black pollution itself. Without restrictions, Cassia's spiritual body immediately returned along the root network. When the body in the real world opened its eyes, the bioelectric induction field of uranium-gold energy was still maintained, and the core of the world was still gushing out huge energy.

However, the pollen seeds that plundered the energy of the entire space had lost control and felt aimless at the moment, no longer posing a strong danger.

And the pollen tornado was still spinning. After all, the No. 9 lying in front had not really died. The organism was full of vitality and huge energy, and only the spirit died. And such a powerful body, placed there, would take a very long time to die.

The extended arthropod spine of No. 9 had fallen to the ground. Although huge energy was still gathering towards it, the dragon-like head-shaped stamens could no longer spit out powerful breath. The gray fluorescent pupils were cross-shaped, and they completely lost their light.

However, the flower bud at the front of the arthropod spine still had a strong life force overflowing!

"Sure enough, there must be some kind of seed in it." Cassia adjusted the induction field and ran to the location of No. 9.

Next was the time to investigate and deal with the pollen tornado storm. In addition to the world tree pattern, he hoped to learn what he wanted from No. 9's body.