Spellcasting Heavens

Great Dark Goddess, please send me your grace and save my poor child.

Praise you, supreme Lord of Darkness, please allow me to offer sacrifices to you in exchange for your generous rewards.

Strength! Please grant me strength! Your humble followers need help!

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Listening to the prayers that echoed in her mind day and night, Musa rubbed her brows a little, and a trace of exhaustion appeared on her beautiful and mysterious face.

Although she has been a god for some time, she still hasn't fully adapted to it and is often annoyed by the endless sounds.

Of course, this fatigue is more psychological than mental.

After all, her time to become a god was too short, and no real god had ever been born in this world before. She had no experience to draw from, so she had to slowly explore everything by herself.

But it’s all worth it!

In just a few months, the number of mortals praying to the Dark Goddess has exceeded millions. Even though some countries have explicitly banned the teachings of the Dark Church in public, many people have spontaneously organized themselves and secretly continued to follow one path after another. A transportation hub spreads.

Perhaps it won't be long before those temples that worship false gods will lose the support of the people and eventually decline and die.

But these are not the most important!

The most important thing was that she felt the power of gods for the first time. The difference between them and mortals was beyond words.

She was even secretly glad that she took the lead in killing the original God of Darkness before he had time to absorb the power of faith.

Otherwise, once the other party starts to influence believers on a large scale, with just a holy sword, the result may be completely opposite.

Power! I need more power! Only with enough power can I be qualified to challenge that guy...

The newly born Dark Goddess murmured to herself while staring at the portrait hanging on the wall.

The person painted in the portrait is none other than Zhang Cheng.

There is no doubt that in her mind, this mysterious man who has always been firmly in control of his own destiny is the biggest threat, the opponent who needs to be defeated and defeated the most.

Just when she was looking at the portrait and was slightly lost in thought, she suddenly felt a strong throbbing deep in her heart, as if a voice was calling her name.

No hesitation!

She immediately obeyed the direct call, left the newly built and still very rough kingdom of gods, and appeared directly in the depths of the earth.

moment!

An incredibly spectacular picture appears before your eyes!

I saw extremely thick tree roots extending deeply into the hot core of the earth, continuously extracting energy from it. No matter how hot the surrounding red magma was, it could not harm the tree roots at all.

As a goddess who had seen the Tree of Chaos with her own eyes, Musa immediately realized that these were the roots of the towering tree.

It has been closely integrated with the planet. Any attack that attempts to harm the Chaos Tree will directly cause the star core to be severely damaged, or even cause the entire planet to collapse and break into countless small pieces.

Damn it! So this is why I've been so nervous lately! That guy... that guy actually usurped the power of the entire world without saying a word! Musa stared at the astonishing energy transmitted in the roots of the tree,

He cursed through gritted teeth.

She couldn't believe that her plan had gone bankrupt before it even started.

what to do?

What can be done to destroy the Chaos Tree without damaging the core of the planet?

The Dark Goddess couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Before she could figure out what to look for, she suddenly heard a deep voice echoing in her ears: Come...come to me...I can give you an answer...

Who? Who are you? Musa looked around vigilantly, trying to find the source of the sound.

Hehehe, don't you remember me? That helpless little girl in the dream? A deep voice made a string of laughter of unknown meaning.

When Musa heard this, her face suddenly changed, and she suddenly released her astonishing divine power, shouting loudly: In the name of the goddess of darkness! Don't pretend to be a ghost! Get out of here!

It seems that you are more fragile than you appear on the surface! Do you know? The weakness hidden deep in your heart will not disappear when you become a god. Come on, wake up your dusty memory, and then come to find me, you know where am I.

As the last word blurted out, the sudden and strange sound suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

Wake up the memory? Ah! My head! My head hurts!

The Dark Goddess seemed to have been stimulated by something, and she knelt down in the middle of the hot speech with a look of pain on her face.

fortunately!

Magma is like bath water to the gods. It does not cause any harm, and even the clothes on the body are not set on fire.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe a few hours, maybe a few days...

When Musa stood up again, there was a strange brightness in her eyes, and she murmured to herself: So that's it! It was not a simple dream at all, but a forgotten memory, a piece of my life. A mortal that has not yet been abandoned. Now, I know where you are.

The next second...

She passed directly through the thick crust and appeared out of thin air on the canopy of the Chaos Tree. She pursed her lips and said to the only fruit hanging on the branch: It's you! You weaved that dream when I became a god!

Ah! That's right! You finally remembered it. How do you feel, after getting rid of the weak and humble self before? Aarons, who became the fruit, asked with a half-smile.

It's terrible! Because you peeked into the depths of my heart without my consciousness. Tell me, who are you and why do you have such powerful psychic power? The Dark Goddess's face was a little gloomy.

She has always been conceited, but she never dreamed that she would unconsciously expose the secret she had hidden in her heart, and the object of the exposure would be such a strange fruit.

Hahahaha! Who am I? As you can see! I am the fruit conceived by this tree of chaos! I am one of the greatest creations of the master! To a certain extent, I represent the planet itself Will. Irons laughed and told part of the truth.

As for the other part, even he himself was kept in the dark. Only Zhang Cheng, who was hiding behind the scenes and planned everything, knew it and would never tell anyone.

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