Chapter 484: Chapter 286: The Art of Flame River_1
 

“Save me…or not…” The God of Life’s will gasped, almost causing Negris to fall over.

“What do you mean? Do you still want to be saved or not? What’s the situation over there?” Negris yelled at the Heart of Life through his thoughts.

The God of Life’s will was leisurely, showing no signs of panic, but its message was quite urgent: “These bugs, they’re parasitic in my body and roots, you reminded me of that, and I went to check, they’ve surfaced, gnawing at my trunk, and probably in two days, they will have completely nibbled me clean.”

“Kvada, if they’re going to eat you entirely in two days, why are you dawdling while talking to us? Get to the point fast, will you die if you do?” Negris, growing frantic, quickly asked Ange, “Ange, move to the Elf Forest as fast as you can.”

“Okay.” Ange opened the door and exited the carriage, took a few steps and pulled out the Staff of Heaven, ready to activate it.

With a pop, a portal opened in front of him. Ange stepped in and vanished before everyone’s eyes.

The ones left behind were the Pope’s guards and entourage, their jaws dropped in surprise.

“Was…was that…the Door of Heaven?” Someone quietly whispered amongst the group.

Anthony had no choice but to step forward and jokingly said: “Ha ha, Lord Ange has been summoned by the gods and has gone to Heaven. Keep this a secret, be sure to swear an oath of secrecy in the Chamber of Secrets when you get back, got it?”

“Yes, Your Eminence!” The guards unanimously shouted.

Anthony’s words, ‘when you get back,’ ‘go by yourself,’ were very cleverly used. By the time they returned to the base camp, the news of Lord Ange being summoned by the gods, passing through the Door of Heaven and returning to Heaven had already spread.

When the news spread, the curious onlookers, upon facing guards who had just sworn an oath of secrecy, began to concoct various versions of the legend in their heads.

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Ange stepped through the teleportation portal, returned to the Holy Kingdom, bathed in the Holy Light, and was transported to the Resting Abyss again. His landing point was within the World Tree Windshield Forest; a few steps later, he ended up in Demon Valley.

Through the teleportation array of Demon Valley, he teleported directly into the Elf Forest. Even though he had to teleport twice, it was the fastest way to reach the Elf Forest.

Stepping out of the teleportation array, the first thing Ange saw was a sky filled with insects. These insects were extremely small, even smaller than mosquitoes, but they were everywhere.

All the elves gathered around the teleportation array. Elf wizards raised a protective barrier, cutting off those fluttering insects.

The ground inside the barrier was covered with insects, and there were a few skeletons left—nothing but bones. Judging from the slender skeleton, it was clear that they belonged to elves.

The elves had already suffered casualties under the onslaught of the insects, and that was inside the protective barrier.

However, the main target of the bugs was not the barrier. They covered the sky and earth, diving towards the flowers, trees, birds, and beasts, and anything alive couldn’t escape their coverage.

If this continued, the entire forest wouldn’t stand a chance against them and would be gnawed to nothing.

Outside the barrier, several ‘bug people,’ their bodies enwrapped in insects, ran back. They were encased in insects, as if beekeepers covered in bees, only with more insects, densely packed, and much more revolting.

Simultaneously, they all vibrated, and the insects on their bodies died from the strong fighting spirit, then dropped down pattering to the ground.

As the insects fell off, a stunning face was revealed—it was Elf Queen Galadriel and her guards. A layer of fighting spirit shone on her, ensuring the bugs couldn’t reach her skin.

After shaking off the insects, Galadriel and the others rushed into the barrier, anxiously saying: “We can’t get through, there are too many insects.”

“What’s the situation outside now?” Aistolia asked inside the barrier, her bright and sharp eyes flashing.

“The small World Trees are almost devoured. The God of Life has released a white mist to keep the insects away, but I can see from a distance that its leaves are falling. If this continues, it will be bald again soon,” Galadriel said with deep unease.

Suddenly, Galadriel and Aistolia turned their heads in unison, looking towards the teleportation array method. Obviously, they noticed Ange’s arrival.

“Lord Ange!” Galadriel exclaimed in delight, “You really came fast.”

Aistolia also respectfully greeted him, her face showing a complex expression.

Negris eagerly asked: “What’s the situation? How is the Tree of Life?”

“We don’t know, we couldn’t get through. There are too many bugs. Besides these tiny pests, there are some large mantis-like humanoid insects, with very sharp scythes on their hands, which sneak attack us from among the insects.” Galadriel spoke with urgency and frustration.

Not just her, but all the elves seemed to have a similar frustrated expression, as if they had seen a cockroach in the toilet.

Indeed, having insects cover the sky and land was absolutely maddening.

Negris turned to Ange and said: “Contact the Tree of Life and ask about its situation. It says it’ll be nibbled clean in two days, ask if it has any solution to eradicate these bugs.”

“What? Two days?” Galadriel and Aistolia were visibly startled at first. When they saw the Heart of Life in Ange’s hand, they exclaimed in shock: “How come the Heart of Life is in your hands?”

Ange replied casually: “The old tree gave it.”

The expressions on Galadriel’s and Aistolia’s faces were extremely complicated. The Tree of Life’s most precious core, which no elf had ever received, was given to someone else by the Tree of Life…