Surviving The Fourth Calamity

Chapter 274: Chapter 77 Hill’s First Divine Artifact

Hill turned his head and asked the white wolf standing beside him, ”There are so many big trees here. If they turn into Treants, will it work?”

”Here, everything is quite suppressive to the Magical Beasts and plants other than the master,” said the white wolf curiously. ”They find it hard to awaken consciousness. If you can manage it, go ahead! I won’t be coming back anyway.”

Hill nodded; he thought the same.

No matter how strong, one wouldn’t cherish a place that confined them for ten thousand years. This wolf god was already unimaginably rational.

Probably because Magical Beasts can sleep for long periods, if it were humans, they would have gone mad long ago.

The Wood Elemental Spirit, having received permission, happily pounced into the tall woods.

Hill also sat and looked at the moon overhead.

In this secluded space, who knows how, only the moon and the sun persisted.

Perhaps it was the lake water and the wolf god who used all their willpower to preserve their only kin.

Otherwise, even with the demigod, the spring water goddess wouldn’t have cared about her injuries and would have killed him the moment he appeared in the world.

Hill looked at the silent white wolf. He also understood this heavy love, right? Otherwise, how could he obediently hide for ten thousand years?

The lake water and the wolf god took so many demigods to the Abyss, yet none returned. Was it because they discovered the Spiral Pearls?

Who knows what horrendous price they paid to send the Spiral Pearls back to the world’s ocean.

Hill quietly thought about that Abyssal Gate opening in the sea.

Was Bex nearby when he discovered the Spiral Pearls?

However, the wolf god and the spring water goddess’s child, Hill frowned, what do they look like?

Time’s up. Hill recalled the Wood Elemental Spirit. They had tried for a long time but failed to awaken a single Treant, feeling a bit disheartened. He suspiciously glanced at the white wolf; this demigod had some peculiar thoughts.

Maybe being confined for too long, he seemed overly interested in anything amusing.

Hill thought that the Undead Tribe might suit this demigod’s taste.

Hill initially thought the Spiral Pearls would emerge after absorbing the power left by the lake goddess on the shell bed, but it seemed only streaks of light flowed on its surface before it settled back into silence.

No one knows how long it would take to hatch; Hill felt the Divine Soul lacked too much power.

The white wolf demigod hesitated for a while but still let Hill keep the Spiral Pearls. He thought he might not take good care of the child.

In the end, he decided to entrust this domain to Hill as a nurturing fee for the Spiral Pearls.

Hill, full of surprise, followed the wolf god to a cave and walked out of a winding mountain path. Hill turned around, only to see an oak tree. A small oak tree with a half-meter diameter and three meters high waved its branches, as if telling Hill: Yes, you just walked out of my body!

”This is a relic fragment of the Goddess of the Earth,” said the white wolf demigod indifferently. ”The earthy scent on you is strong; you should be able to use it! My brother and I could only barely use it. For us, the treasures of the Moon God are more suitable.”

So, do you still have the Moon God’s relic?

Wait, aren’t you and your brother Earth Deities?

Hill was extremely surprised; wolf-type magical beasts are moon god’s followers? They can only use Earth Magic? And your brother gathered a group of earth demigods as subordinates?

The earth demigods strove their whole lives, only for the Moon Goddess’s awakening?

Hill fell silent; he seemed to have misunderstood something.

The spring water goddess was genuinely simple; the wolf god didn’t seem to be.

The white wolf quickly taught Hill how to store the oak tree in his mental sea.

”You have already received the payment,” the white wolf finally said. ”So, take good care of this child! I’ll find some matching water relics!”

You demigods from ten thousand years ago, are you all this rich? Hill felt his jealousy was about to grow a lemon tree.

Hill was suddenly startled as the Moon Tree Seeds directly rushed into the branches stored in his mental sea.

He quickly stabilized his emotions and looked around.

As he expected, towering mountains, sprawling ranges, and extremely tall trees surrounded him.

He couldn’t let this demigod have any doubts about him. Despite his gentle demeanor, the demigod deeply despised humans.

That’s why the nurturing fee he paid was so high—it was to repay Hill for the news that he could leave.

He would rather pay more than owe a favor to a human.

Even if this human was beloved by nature, it wouldn’t make him a close friend to the white wolf.

The relationship between humans and Magical Beasts could never be good.

Just like the Magical Beasts in Hill’s Domain, why hadn’t they contracted with humans for ten thousand years but suddenly fancied the Undead Tribe?

It wasn’t just because the leader of the Undead Tribe, William, had given their deities a fair judgment.

It was also because these humans don’t belong to this world, having no blood of the original betrayers. Calling them humans is a misnomer; they are more like elemental people with souls.

In the eyes of the Magical Beasts, Hill, deeply loved by nature, was half human with weak human bloodline, so they could ignore it and treat him as a Spirit of Nature.

Hill floated gently, one hand holding onto the demigod’s long white fur as he followed the white wolf down the mountain.

The white wolf glanced back, and Hill gave him a completely unapologetic smile.

If it weren’t for being with him, Hill would have flown by now!

The white wolf demigod could fly too, but for some reason, he just wanted to walk down the mountain.

Maybe after being confined for so long, every new picturesque scene was intriguing and worth savoring for him.

But Hill wasn’t interested at all.

He just wanted to check out the situation in his mental sea!

In Hill’s mental sea, the oak branches had already stretched out their bodies. As soon as Hill entered, they readily accepted him as their master.

The moment Hill’s soul entered, the oak branches clung to him, extremely cheerful.

From its chattering and disjointed words, Hill summarized a few points.

First, the Goddess of the Earth, the Moon Goddess, and the Sun God encountered a formidable enemy, and their relics were destroyed but did not perish completely; they only entered a deep sleep, uncertain of when they would wake.

Hill asked repeatedly, yet it couldn’t clarify who the enemy was.

It was just a small branch of the World Tree Artifact of the Earth Goddess, shattered too completely, and had been blasted away from the artifact. It knew nothing else.

At that time, there were no elves yet!

But it knew there would be because the World Tree bore the seeds of the elves.

All three deities planted their branch.

Second, being a branch of the World Tree, the Moon Tree Seeds naturally belonged to it from the start, so they entered its small internal space directly.

Just like the Elf Tree the Earth Goddess planted in the World Tree, Hill’s Moon Elf Seeds could also be planted in the branch. The sunlight and moonlight there were the purest, beneficial for the birth of elves.

The oak tree muttered that back then, the Earth Goddess wanted to call them Star Sprites to correspond to the Sun and Moon, but it couldn’t work. It seemed that the name Star Sprites was not allowed to exist.

Hill suspected there existed Star Sprites in the starry sky, extremely powerful, surpassing these deities and even the entire world in strength.

So long as they didn’t let the name Star Sprites appear in other small worlds, no small world would allow its appearance.

Third, the white wolf held an intact Moon God’s relic. They were actually Howling Moon Silver Wolves.

The Moon Goddess’s favorite children.

Just like the Earth Bear of the Earth Goddess.

Since the three gods originally had good relations, the Earth Bear and Howling Moon Silver Wolves also got along well. This white wolf wouldn’t harm Hill; it could sense Hill’s bloodline.

The wolf god gave all the Moon relics to his little brother because he didn’t want the Moon Goddess’s awakening to fail completely.

Other than them holding the Moon God’s relic, any other deity wanting to touch the moon would have to break the defenses on the moon.

And any deity capable of that didn’t need to tamper with the moon to strengthen themselves.

And the most crucial point—within this small world, the growth of plants and animals was restricted before. The wolf tribe had no interest in adding kin to the earth.

So no matter how hard Hill’s Wood Elemental Spirit tried, it was impossible to awaken the intelligence of these trees sealed by the relic.

Hill could only manage a wry smile; this white wolf would surely get along with the Undead Tribe.

Hill’s Water Elemental Spirit had also been growing stronger over time.

Their Clan Leader had been crouching in Hill’s Water Materials warehouse, seemingly about to advance.

Only Wood Element, Hill’s water element wasn’t even as strong as wood element, but because the World Will required water element!

The feedback from fixing the World Rules was all water element.

The water elements connected to Hill’s mental sea naturally benefited a lot.

While the wood element had always stagnated.

The advancement of Wood Elemental Spirits relied on various trees. The older they were, the more they could return.

In Hill’s small valley, the number of Wood Elemental Spirits was actually the first to be saturated. Even though they were the least in number, their Clan Leader had already begun to prevent his clan members from cultivating.

Hill could now place all the elements into this World Tree branch, including the water element. The power emanating from the temple would certainly be beneficial to them, not to mention the Earth Element, as it originally belonged to the Goddess of the Earth.

However, the relic fragment directly told Hill that once an intelligent life form entered, it couldn’t move or be stored in his mental sea, and it had to stand on the ground.

If Hill really wanted to awaken the treants inside it, it was best to find it a good place.

Hill asked what it was like in the hands of the Goddess of the Earth.

The relic fragment straightforwardly retorted, what’s the difference between the Goddess of the Earth and the Earth? As long as she stood, she was the earth.

When Hill asked further, it knew nothing.

It merely said that as long as the sun and moon above and the earth below existed without fracturing, the three gods were just asleep. If they truly perished, the world would collapse.

Hill helplessly felt that his questions only grew with each answer.