Evolve from a Tree

1These alien Outsiders had crossed over to take over the origin of the world, stealing away all its resources. They had always been competing with each other, and many of them had even turned their brains into dog brains. It could even be said that they had a blood feud.     2

    

However, it was not enough for these non-humankind beings to form an alliance due to the appearance of Lothar Empire and its lobbying. There was an invisible hand controlling everything behind their forming an alliance.    

    

That was Ansuras, who was known as the Immortal Taboo, the source of eternal disaster.    

    

Hearing this, the faces of these non-humankind leaders changed. Someone could not help but say, "Immortal Taboo: Eternal Calamity — Ansuras!?"    

    

This title seemed to have some sort of magic to it. All of the noisy sounds in the hall quieted down, and the wide hall became so quiet that one could even hear a pin drop.    

    

An indescribable feeling of oppression enveloped everyone's heart as they heard the faint sounds of prayers and sacrifices resounding in the silent hall.    

    

The big guy, who called Ansuras by his first name, fell out of the sky as if he was hit by a speeding truck. Blood mixed with his internal organs gushed out of his mouth.    

    

True Gods could not speak their names straightforwardly. True Gods would usually die a miserable death if they spoke out their names directly. If a true god was capable of doing so, how could the Evil God possibly do such a thing?    

    

Thus, in this fantasy world, one mustn't shout "defying the heavens" or "defying the heavens" every single time, because a catastrophe would soon befall them. Death would be the lightest punishment after that …    

    

These non-humankind elders looked at their own eyes, noses, and hearts, as if they were old monks who were in a meditative state and had turned a deaf ear, not seeing the tragedy that was happening in front of their eyes.    

    

It was just spitting out blood. He would have just spat it out, and with his physique, he wouldn't have died.    

    

Only after the cold wind disappeared and the whispers faded away did the big bosses who knew about these ancient secrets start to discuss about it carefully using sound transmissions.    

    

"If that being really revived, we should immediately return to the original world."    

    

Ansuras was none other than the black robed man sealed in the bronze hall.    

    

However, this statement was not accurate. Rather than saying that the black-robed man was the source of the eternal calamity and the Forbidden Area of Death, it was more accurate to say that he was just a projection of Ansuras.    

    

The real Ansuras was still sleeping forever, his nameless body was still sealed underneath the bronze hall.    

    

According to the rumors, the moment Ansuras revives, the world that he has set his eyes on will fall into endless chaos. The boundary between life and death will become chaotic, and the dead will become immortal disasters, spreading the word of death and chaos.    

    

This process will never end, and it will never stop until the world is exhausted.    

    

"No, if that being really awakened, we wouldn't have been unable to sense anything. He is only close to awakening, but he is still very far away from that."    

    

It would not be an easy thing for an existence like Ansuras to wake up from eternal slumber. Even though that foreign race had just called his name and lost half their lives, Ansuras had already woken up.    

    

If he really wanted to wake up, that reckless alien was not as simple as just losing half his life.    

    

"I don't think this Unique Religion has such great ability. Appearing here should be a clone of him.    

    

Although he is the source of the eternal disaster and won't be able to die due to the taboo, I'm afraid that just his clone isn't an opponent of this unknown existence? " Another alien was sent a question after receiving the sound transmission.