The world of Sicily.

"The roots of the devil tree have spread to our feet, and we have no hope."

In Moya Mountain Monastery, a tall, thin, upright and serious man, holding a wide-handled sword, with some bronze rust on the edge, emitting a faint green light, and the halo covers the man, and the words are indescribable sadness.

At the man's feet was the floor paved with the strongest rocks of Moya Mountain. The cold wind mixed with ice slags on the top of the mountain blew, moistening and frozen the corners of the man's helpless and desperate eyes. With a "boom", he suddenly fell to the ground.

In front is a majestic female statue, sitting on a tall stone chair, with a dazzling gem in the left hand, symbolizing the guidance of light, and a supreme king sword in the right hand, symbolizing the supreme royal power of the ancient Sicily dynasty!

Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong...

An old woman with a wooden stick walked in, hunched over and bent back, her two turbid eyes were covered with white, and half of her face was burned by something, revealing the muscle fibers inside, which was hideous and terrifying.

"The Great Emperor of Sicily is the strongest person in history in the world from ancient times to the present. A thousand years ago, the Great Emperor of Sicily led the world's most elite legion to form an alliance with the Wizard World to fight against a powerful evil invasion of the enemy, and never came back. Now even my life is about to come to an end."

Every time the old woman took a step, a layer of light yellow halo appeared under her feet, and a trace of earth's spiritual energy evaporated from the earth, which was absorbed by the body exuding dead energy, and filled into the wrinkled skin.

The old woman walked to the tall and thin man, bowed slightly to the statue, and sighed softly.

"Its roots tear the spiritual energy gathered here below. Even in the Spiritual Lord's coffin, I can't keep my last breath."

The old woman seemed to be explaining to the man why she came out.

The tall cheekbones were sunken in the eye sockets and the man fainted, and the man said in a low voice: "If the Sicily Emperor had not taken away all the elites in this world and had no news, the lords and nobles were constantly engaged in power wars, and the mainland was in chaos, allowing the devil tree to safely survive the most vulnerable childhood. How could this world fall into its current passiveness!"

"Are you still blaming the Emperor for not taking you away?"

The old woman heard the sorrow in the man's mouth, and looked at the man with white and turbid eyes. It was strange and mysterious.

The man didn't say anything, but just stood quietly, looking at the majestic statue, recalling the perfect woman who had never been tolerated in his eyes. He was just a vibrant and heroic boy at the beginning. Although he has become one of the top masters in this continent, he still cannot forget the appearance of the emperor.

In this world, no one can reach the level of supreme holy power that the Emperor runs through the mountains with his sword.

"You blamed her wrongly. She is my most satisfied disciple. She is delicate and intelligent. You who have already achieved something at that time are left behind because she wants to leave some hope for this world. The Sicily Dynasty signed a contract of fate with the distant and powerful wizard world and could not betrayed. However, the Sicily Emperor also wants to leave hope for the future of this world."

The thick and big hand holding the hilt of the sword tightened, and the man looked at the old woman in disbelief.

"Hope? I..."

Just as they were about to say something, their faces changed at the same time, and they felt the shock of the whole world in horror.

From the ocean canyon to the magnificent sea surface. From the center of the earth to the top of the mountain, from the tiny little to the origin of the world, it seemed like an extremely huge thing was installed in this world. The irritable shock made everything in this world feel confused, as if the end of the world was about to come.

"It would be..."

Lao Ou and the man flew towards the sky together and looked out at the height of Moya Mountain. At the end of the sky, wind and clouds were surging, lightning and thunder were scattered, and a vague outline of a giant was visible.

"The Great Emperor of Sicily!?"

The two of them thought of that name at the same time. According to historical records, the power of the Sicily Emperor had exceeded his personal limits and reached the level of changing the world. Each move was accompanied by the power of the world. No matter how exquisite the move was in front of her, it could not match the power of a sword. No matter how fast the speed was, it was not as strong as her.

That is the realm level that has completely surpassed the sword saint, in that extraordinary realm. The top sword saint is regarded as a legendary realm, and people named it the sword god!

On the Great Emperor of the Fierce Power of the Storm and Clouds at the end of the sky, there is a towering tree that is several thousand meters tall, stretching its vigorous figure, with green branches and leaves. Countless new life forms are reproducing life with this giant tree as the center. The evolution rules are completely different from the Sicilian world.

The swordsman and the old woman were surprised and flew quickly to the other side. Could it be that the Emperor of Sicily?

…………

Opening the 1,000-meter real body, Green opened the loophole of the World Clothes, and looked down at the world tree body in the world.

"Hiss...has it actually grown to this point!?"

Originally, I heard from the World Tree clone that this seed in the Sicilian world had only grown to level three in a hundred years. Green did not take it seriously. He thought it was another easy task like an active world. Everything would go smoothly after opening the loopholes in the world.

However, when Green, who traveled across the void to the Sicily world on the World Tree clone, opened the world's cloak with confidence, was shocked by the perception of the truth!

The torso of this third-level world tree alone already has the size of a seven-ring holy tower life tree, towering into the sky and growing all the time.

Through the surface of truth, powerful perception power passes through the surface of the earth. The root system of this world tree network-shaped tree spreads to the distant end of perception in the world. To transfer this world tree from this world is almost equivalent to transporting it out of half a continent. This is a task that is impossible to complete, even for the current Green!

After half an hourglass time, Green slowly retracted the six black flame arms of the World Clothes, allowing the cracks of the World Clothes to heal again. He wore the head with a horned horn in the face of truth, turned his head to look at the World Tree clone in the void.

Although the energy purity is extremely different, the carrier volumes of both inside and outside the world are extremely similar.

“Is there any difficulty?”

World Tree Will asks.

"No, this is simply an impossible task. The size of this world tree is too huge, and I don't have the ability to help it."
Chapter completed!