My universe in a bottle

Wow!

In the world, Herodotus finally fell.

Towards death.

No one knew why he showed a free and gentle smile, as if he had seen something at the end.

He had no regrets and looked very peaceful.

The new Abyss Demon King Talus was forcibly bound by Herodotus with vines, and failed to stop Herodotus's final gift to his side of the elves in the end.

Minnis got the legacy.

It records all the gifts that Herodotus spent his life exploring, as well as the most precious gift, the next new ideology beyond "integrated consciousness" - the crystal core.

"You can't kill me!"

The next moment Minnis was blending into the tree, dragging the tangle.

The abyss side was completely silent.

"I still haven't killed Herodotus, taken away his last crystal core, and cut off the hope of the elves. That power has been inherited by him."

"Herodotus, after all, saved this land with his life and hindered our counterattack."

When the war reached this level, and both sides were close to the destruction of the world, they finally chose to cease the war.

The world is riddled with holes and needs a breather, and no one wants to die together.

Abyss withdraws its troops.

This blitzkrieg, which could destroy the world, is beginning to end.

Elf world.

Taking into account everything today, it seems like a long century has passed for everyone.

Herodotus alone entered the tenth floor of the abyss, endless cities were destroyed, the ancient monarch who was summoned returned, the hands of demons inherited from the past were left behind, and the war started from the bottom of the abyss to the crystal wall of the sea under the sunshine, and then to On the World Tree with flames reaching into the sky, both worlds are completely unable to bear the price.

When he came back to his senses, the entire battlefield was in a mess.

Blah blah blah!

"Quickly put out the fire!"

"Save the World Tree!"

Burnt trees everywhere turned into black charcoal, the sand and stones were also blackened, and some walls of the crystal wall were also covered with a hazy gray black.

Fortunately.

After the fire was extinguished, although the ancient elf tree was scorched, its surface was only charred.

It can grow new branches and leaves just like an old tree after a lightning strike.

After the abyss army retreated, Minis used the "Elven Torrent" to control the ancient elven trees, transforming countless branches and blocking the world passage at the junction.

And turned the junction into a tunnel surrounded by woods and vines, and a vine seal appeared on the tree gate.

Before Herodotus died, he used his life to deduce that the combat effectiveness of this magical "Elf Torrent" was not very strong. He just merged into the World Tree to escape and control the World Tree.

But in a strategic sense, it is terrible.

Control the world tree and cover the world tunnel into a tree tunnel.

In the future, if the opponent wants to pass through, the elves can float in and out of the tree trunk tunnel at any time to attack the enemy.

"Is the war over?"

In the desolate land, the human race Archmage Anthony was in a daze, with a sense of trance lingering in his mind about the aftermath of a disaster.

There were unsuppressible sounds of pain and wailing all around. Some people were holding the corpse of their friend and howling.

Almost everyone lost everything.

After the complete withdrawal of troops from the Abyss, refugees across the land stared blankly at the empty, charred land, and began search and rescue work and rebuilding their homes.

The elves cannot return to the tree and can only temporarily make their home under the tree.

"The war will only stop, the war will never end."

Selideen, the natural guardian of the elves, stood on a burnt stone with four hooves, looking at the withered black World Tree high up:

"The ancient trees of our elves have been turned into black coal, and all living beings have been reduced to charcoal. How can the abyss world not be a devastating blow? Their cities are no less destroyed than ours."

Soon, the heroes of the elves led the elves to perform magic, and the vines gradually built into temporary tree houses.

There may be no winner in this war, and the price paid by both sides is too tragic.

Or maybe both sides are winners.

Because the civilization of the times broke out during the war and advanced several classes in one breath, after the post-disaster reconstruction, there must be a brand new civilized landscape.

And this battle may have been inevitable from the beginning.

There is a dark forest between civilizations, and the outbreak of racial conflicts is inevitable.

The choice of the elves was decisive and correct.

Even if they don't destroy 99% of the power of the Abyss first, after the Abyss grows, their ambitions will inevitably explode, and then they will be more likely to take action against the elven world.

"The king of that era, Herodotus, has finally left." A human warrior showed pain and said, "The gods have almost lost their power."

"But a new god has come to the throne."

Another warrior raised the metal spear in his hand, looked at the lonely figure on the top of the tree, and said: "At the last moment, I seemed to see a huge hazy shadow coming in the light of the sky."

"It's an illusion," another person said.

Everyone felt the horror and cruelty of war.

But they can never change anything. The people at the bottom can only lick their wounds silently and endure all the suffering.

While the world was in bleak condition, the entire civilization began to rebuild.

The top of the entire world tree.

Only the Holy Dragon, the Pope, and a dozen priests who had never left home were left in the Church of Light. They had not been exposed to the war from beginning to end and maintained their status.

As for the gods who lost their divine power in the war, they lost too many brains and souls.

The more than 6,000 gods quickly ushered in aging and lost their former glory.

But Minnis inherited a incomplete gemstone core, and now his wisdom is stronger than before.

"Yes, this is all the wisdom of the gods condensed together."

"Our power has never been lost, it is just concentrated on you."

"We are in the tree and have no further use. We can't help you."

The old gods didn't say much.

The horrific war and the departure of Herodotus made them feel unprecedentedly tired.

Now that their wisdom has disappeared, they are no longer worthy of being scholars who study the creation of life, and they do not want to stay in the trees.

The gods offered to say goodbye.

"We are too old. We feel that our lives are coming to an end, and our mental energy is no longer strong. We feel tired all the time. It is better to live on the ground and help us revive the entire era."

"This world tree can only be repaired by yourself."

"From now on, Mills, you will be the only true god of creation in the tree!"

They all laughed.

"Leave it to you, my brave and powerful emperor."

The gods suddenly remembered that this man had also been an emperor canonized by the Holy See.

Facing Minnis, who was now on the throne for the second time, they began to declare their oath of allegiance as before.

They shouted:

"I will always be loyal to you, my Majesty! As your think tank, I have opened the way for you, and now I have completed my mission of clearing the way for you!"

"We have completed our mission and are leaving. Please continue to lead this era and stride forward."

The sound suddenly resounded throughout the top of the World Tree, passing through the elven tribe that was rebuilding elves on the withered and charred trunks, falling to the earth, and passing through countless new eras.

Minis stared blankly at the gods who were packing their luggage and preparing to descend from the World Tree, "Are they all leaving?"