The so-called cocoon means a temporary state.

It indicates that its original form is about to undergo drastic changes.

And this ability to change is the real power of the cocoon.

At this moment, the cocoon of the tree created by the World Tree Seed completely cracked a gap that could be seen in the naked eye.

Inside it was empty, only its body was left.

The nearest manager, the blurred woman, instinctively let her perception explore the inside of the cocoon.

As a result, what she could perceive for the first time was just an empty shell made of tree bark that was exactly the same as the surface.

Its texture looks yellow and rough, as if it has witnessed countless years and left traces.

The body of the true god who was trapped in the past and the extremely important seed, which was originally given by Wang He, completely lost its trace in the cocoon.

This fact made the entity of the Rainbow Dragon, the ghost-like manager woman, pull back from her inexplicable feelings.

She killed Wang He with her own hands, but things were not as smooth as they thought.

Reason made her calm again.

She instantly forgot Wang He and shifted her focus to the matter itself.

She acted a little puzzled.

Where exactly does the existence inside the container reach?

She turned her head and turned her eyes to another manager.

The existence hidden in the fog like steam appeared not far away from her at some point.

It expressed her the same incomprehensible meaning in a unique way.

“What the hell happened?”

Even these two "saints" have no way to know.

When you are mysterious and come into contact with something more mysterious, you can only become a confusing person.

This is how the world is.

When you think you are standing at the highest peak, you are just a grain of sand and dust under this vast sky.

When you think you are at the lowest point, you are just a frame in this long river of time.

pride?

sad?

There is no need for anything.

Like countless others, you have no essential difference to the vast mystery.

The manager in the fog felt a little unhappy.

He hasn't felt this feeling that he couldn't control for countless years.

Anxiety and uneasiness, these emotions that should not have appeared in the manager, emerge from the depths of his memory.

The seeds of the World Tree made him feel once again: their so-called high-level existences are actually not the masters of the world.

"But soon, this will change."

The manager in the fog smiled.

What they seek and the world they seek will be the same as their current plans, and will inevitably arrive smoothly even after going through twists and turns.

They are the inevitable winners in this victory or defeat!

From the moment the first dice was thrown, success had already turned to them and had already chosen them!

He took action.

The mist all over the manager seemed to have been suddenly blown away by the invisible wind.

What is revealed is not a figure, not a creature, it exists, it is just an object.

It is just as transparent and similar to a crystalline hexagonal prism.

A special "power tool".

No matter which angle you see it, as long as you focus on it, you can see living worlds through the crystals.

It seems that countless worlds exist inside this prism.

His voice suddenly appeared in this space.

Strangely, no matter where it is, its sound source seems to be right in front of the individual.

His language seemed to have magic. Once a creature heard it, it would irresistibly stop all movements, all thinking, and even stop their "world" itself.

And everything that stops is just for listening to focus and eliminate distracting thoughts.

"I am breaking through the reality of the fog."

This sentence, with endless power of some law, fills the entire space except the virtual woman.

Even the world itself seemed to be listening to his words, and thus completely stopped.

This law is not about time stopping, but about allowing the world to follow its curiosity and yearning for reality.

This is not an aggressive trick, but a technique of using the law to search.

Let the laws spread throughout the space. Then let the laws themselves perceive things that they cannot perceive.

With the combination of the law called "real", this search technique is perfectly in line with.

Because of this, he is the best part of the many high-ranking existences.

He was arranged to protect here, which was a resolution that had been decided long ago, and it was necessary.

In the chess game, when one piece is put down, every piece afterward has been thought of in advance.

This is the prophets and energy of the saints in the observer's organization.

reality.

There is no hypocrisy, no concealment, no "unknown", this law will make everything reveal its true appearance.

It is precisely because of this that he is so disgusted with the exception.

Disgust cannot be recognized and cannot be called "real" - the world tree.

And that special body that has never been cut off in any era, represents variables.

He eliminated the existence of the last special body.

The administrator of the true law.

A world is added to the hexagram crystal.

The true law covers the entire territory.

In this situation, almost in a moment, he received real feedback.

The hexagram that seemed to contain the world suddenly adjusted its orientation, and a certain world was magnified and reflected a person's shadow.

Looking closely, the man was not someone else, but Wang He, who had been crushed and melted by ice and fire not long ago!

In other words, it is a creature with the same appearance as Wang He.

Unfortunately, Wang He's shadow moved and disappeared after only one moment of existence.

The hexagonal prism crystal rotated around and then stopped working.

It seems that the location of the "Wang He" can no longer be noticed.

However, this was enough for him.

"The seeds of the world tree are nothing more than that."

With a satisfied smile, he had completely captured the trajectory of a humanoid creature transformed by the seeds of the World Tree.

It is not unaware.

The conclusion reached by this meeting of the Saints is correct.

Therefore, it will inevitably become their prop.

"The truth is peeled off in the fog and appears in front of the mirror!"

The hexagonal prism crystal suddenly exploded into countless crystal dust!

Then, the explosion range seemed to be locked and became the shape of a sphere.

If anyone can look at it with a microscope, they will find that every crystal dust illuminated by the light refracted from each other is a microcosm of a world.

It will reveal the reality of a world.

In the center, on the smallest crystal dust, the figure of "Wang He" was stripped and isolated.

He has been bound by "reality".
Chapter completed!