Chapter 1059: Chapter 929: New Allies and Eliminating Tumors

Aiven, who kept activating "Heaven and Earth are One" the whole time, was like a ghost, not drawing any attention from the master of this place.

But when he stood by the Spring of Wisdom and crouched down to scoop water,

he found that the spring water seemed like invisible light quality, quietly slipping through his fingers without leaving a trace.

There was no surprise on his face, instead showing a look of "just as expected."

"Mimir is indeed a good being; if I hadn’t met this God of Giants in the Endless Ocean, this step of the plan would have been difficult to advance."

He opened his palm, revealing three ancient-looking pottery shards.

Each shard depicted a distinct image of a giant, two men and one woman.

These were gifts from the God of Wisdom, Mimir, representing permissions belonging to Mimir himself, the God of Chaos, Mars, and the Goddess of Destiny, Cashdela, regarding their respective birthplaces.

With the fall of the Goddess of Destiny, the God of Chaos mostly residing in chaotic timelines, it wasn’t difficult for the God of Wisdom to obtain these.

With a gentle shake of the pottery shard in an almost invisible light, Aiven finally touched the real spring water, the core of the Netherworld.

In the Wizard’s Secret Realm: Central Courtyard, the tangible Life Tree Branch seemed to express its intense thirst for the spring water.

"However, there’s one thing to settle first."

He looked up.

Roar——!

With a thunderous dragon roar, the ground beneath them suddenly began to tremble violently. However, the three springs that were gently flowing seemed to not exist in this world, completely unaffected.

"Heh, even while asleep, Nidhogg isn’t too slow to react."

The figure shrouded in divine light behind Aiven chuckled softly, not taking the master of the Netherworld seriously.

The two stood motionless, quietly watching as a colossal entity squeezed out of a gap in the darkness with the wailing of countless souls.

The source of the Nether River was originally the sleeping place of the Jet Black Dragon, the Dragon Vein Ancestor, the Guardian of the Nether River, Tier 5 Dragon King Nidhogg.

Whatever they wanted to do here, they couldn’t avoid this guardian of the Netherworld.

"Who dares to invade the Netherworld?!"

The fierce giant dragon emerging before them had a body so dark that light couldn’t escape.

The menacing dragon head was covered with a pale bone helmet, with three vertical horns on the center line and three curved dragon horns on each side.

Its dragon eyes were completely black, with a golden slit pupil in the center.

Withering, decay, slaughter, dead silence... countless traits associated with death spilled freely from its being, making any human who takes one glance drop dead.

Normally, grown dragons are about twenty meters long, but this Tier 5 Dragon King exceeded a hundred meters, stepping into the realm of large species, creating an overwhelming sense of oppression.

Before even clearly seeing the intruders, the Jet Black Dragon’s massive claws struck down fiercely.

Clearly, Nidhogg had full confidence in his power, empowered by the mighty authority granted by the Netherworld, he feared not even the incarnation of a True God.

Screech——!

"You, so brazen about having me protect you as a bodyguard."

As Aiven slightly stepped back, the tall figure accompanying him stepped forward, spreading large platinum wings to firmly shield them.

Thunk!

The contact between claw and wings produced a muffled sound, as if the strike landed not on wings, but on the vast void of the cosmos.

Even the Jet Black Dragon’s wild strike, granted by the Netherworld Authority, was firmly caught by the lavish wings.

Nidhogg, whose attack failed, had bloodshot eyes, completely disregarding who this blocker might be, preparing to strike with full force.

It seemed a fierce battle was inevitable.

But from behind those platinum wings came a faint voice:

"Heh, with the Era Catastrophe nearing, do you wish to die or live, forever trapped in the Netherworld?"

The body of the Jet Black Dragon abruptly froze.

...

Slurp.. Slurp...

Three sturdy roots extended from the void, plunging into the three springs, constantly drawing the precious spring water, yet the water level of the three overflowing springs remained unchanged.

Sigh!

The ever-growing Life Tree let out a satisfying sigh.

As did Aiven, who was one with it.

Feeling the power surging within, and the Life Tree subtly growing a second canopy and a second Space Secret Realm, his heart was filled with immense vigoration.

Behind him stood the "Royal Authority Angels" invited by Aiven to safeguard the situation, and the silent "Jet Black Dragon".

No matter whether the ruler of the Netherworld is inherently good or evil.

Due to the deep binding with the "World Consciousness", it’s even less likely than the "Sea Monarchy" to collude with the Evil God.

Moreover, since he can’t leave the Netherworld, it’s naturally impossible to hide "Behind the Door".

Originally, even he thought he was already "beyond saving, waiting for death", but suddenly receiving a lifeline from Aiven, how could he not grasp it tightly?

Even if there had been a "small" misunderstanding between the two, and the factory standing by the Nether River still operates at full capacity, shaking hands is not a difficult option for him.

The transaction concluded more smoothly than expected.

However, the strongest ally Aiven mentioned to Liweina was not himself, but...the World Consciousness itself!

As the "Life Tree" swiftly grows, it gradually establishes a stable connection with a vast consciousness, warm and nurturing like a mother.

The essence of spiritual operation in this world is a secret that even the highest-level worker True God finds difficult to fathom, including "Sea Monarchy" Hekater.

However, "God of Wisdom" Mimir, the giant, is an exception.

From Mimir’s mouth, the secret of the three springs was revealed.

Helping Aiven roughly outline that grand "Spiritual Cycle" with the Material World and Spirit Realm as its core, using human souls as the bridge and vehicle.

In the cognition of gods.

The extraordinary power of countless material worlds in the universe comes from the "Spirit Realm Sun", while the souls of intelligent beings are the anchor connecting the Material World and Spirit Realm.

All souls born in the Material World, even ordinary people completely devoid of extraordinary power, continue to grow throughout their decades or centuries of life, in knowledge, skills, experiences, emotions... always progressing.

Many wizards and philosophers consider each person’s life to be a journey of cultivation.

In this process, letting the seed soul, initially as blank as a white sheet, gradually grow into towering trees, acts as the most precious wealth of the world.

Even the souls of intelligent beings are absolute hard currency in the hands of various demons of the Lower Realm.

Going further.

From the Second Law of Thermodynamics we know that matter cannot spontaneously transform from chaos to order in a state of unconsciousness.

In other words: a heap of iron ore won’t become a car, nor a pile of wood into a house... 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

For the world to keep advancing its level, the aid of intelligent beings is absolutely indispensable.

And souls reaching the end of life will, in the divine realms of many Death Gods, gradually disintegrate with the passing of time, winds, and rains.

Leaving the worldly possessions behind to enhance the power of this mysterious space.

Only the Soul Origin (Life Essence), already returned to its roots but fundamentally different from birth, enters the Nether River, flowing with the river water to the true Netherworld of this world.

With the help of the Nether River, the "World Consciousness" absorbs its most essential parts for self-growth and world advancement.

While "seed souls" will embark on a new journey at a certain point in the future.

Completing a vast spiritual cycle.

Just as the orderly operation of nature in the Material World is fundamentally energized by the sun, the "Spirit Realm Sun" is the original impetus for such a spiritual cycle.

Therefore, even with the "Epoch Cataclysm" occurring once every five hundred thousand years, the World Consciousness itself continues to grow.

In the Evil God’s conspiracy, as long as the "World Consciousness" can help, everything will resolve itself.

If the vision succeeds, there might be a chance to revert the situation by personal power!

"Hmm?"

However, Aiven soon discovered a wide gap between theory and practice.

Before the second layer of the Life Tree’s canopy fully forms, the accessible water from the three springs has already dwindled.

He couldn’t help but look back at the Jet Black Dragon, who despite the pact, showed a blatant smirk of schadenfreude.

"Hahaha, concerning this world’s essence, fetching water surely requires prerequisites.

The power of the three springs naturally cannot arise from nothing; every departed soul arriving at the Netherworld contributes part of its strength."

Nidhogg’s mouth twisted into a cruel expression, the words hissing from between his teeth like a chilling wind:

"So, only massive deaths! The souls of countless intelligent beings returning to the Spiritual Cycle will make the springs gush more, especially if they’re extraordinaries or even gods.

Of course, if the ’World Consciousness’ chooses to lift restrictions, it is possible. Yet, hmm hmm..."

Upon hearing this, Aiven’s expression became overcast and indecisive, momentarily uncertain.

At this time.

The grand and vague consciousness suddenly took the initiative to touch the "Life Tree" once, in a fleeting contact, throwing a word into Aiven’s heart.

"Help me...eliminate the tumor!"