Game of the World Tree

"Damn! Did I hear him right? Did he trigger a hidden plotline?"

"Does this game really have a hidden plotline?"

"Demacia, how did you get so lucky?"

"What's the plotline?! What's the plotline?!"

The players continued making remarks and asking questions.

Demacia and the other three players felt exceedingly pleased as they stood on top of the oak guard's shoulder and looked at the tiny players below.

"Yes, I'm really lucky!"

"Ha ha ha! We will stop talking with you guys and go to see the goddess in the temple!"

"We will come back and talk with you guys again! Ha ha ha!"

"Go to see the goddess?"

"Can it be true?"

"Is the goddess Eve?!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah! Why didn't I trigger the plotline?! I'm so envious!"

"What's the plotline?! For the goddess to be directly involved…"

"It can't be the main storyline?"

"The reward must be very rich…"

"This is too enviable!"

The players' voices were full of jealousy.

Berserker did not pay attention to other players, and continued to walk silently towards the Temple of Nature in the front of the central square.

As he advanced, the players followed behind him with excitement and curiosity like trailing ducks.

"Hurry and follow them! Let's see what's going to happen!"

"The oak guard is so handsome!"

"Hurry up and take a screenshot! Take a screenshot!"

"What's the plotline? Please tell us about it…"

"Slow down! Slow down! I want to climb up too! I want to climb up too!"

There were even excited players who wanted to climb up Berserker's leg…

"Hum!"

With a deep cold hum, Berserker glanced icily at the player who tried to climb.

Powerful coercion swept through, which instantly made the player tremble and fall back to the ground.

Immediately, silence fell over the players.

After a few seconds, the players were in uproar again!

"Damn! The coercion is so powerful!"

"It's horrible… What's the oak guard's power level?!"

"Is it beyond Iron? Is it Silver as mentioned in the profile?"

"It's so scary!"

"I was almost scared to death by that glance just now."

The players all broke out in a cold sweat and calmed down. They did not dare to offend the oak guard anymore.

Berserker soon came to the Temple of Nature with Demacia and the three other players.

At this moment, Alice the saint, who had already received Eve's oracle, had been waiting for them there for a long time.

Berserker got down on one knee again. Demacia and the others jumped down from him along the trunk.

After the four players went down from his back, Berserker stood up again. He chanted a spell with cadences, and his body slowly shrank…

In an instant, he was now only four meters tall.

Looking at the quiet, reliable oak guard before her, Alice smiled sweetly.

"Praise the Mother of Nature! Welcome back, Your Excellency, Berserker."

She drew a tree symbol on her chest.

"Praise the Mother of Nature! Your Highness, Saint Alice."

Berserker reciprocated the greeting.

Alice nodded and then turned to bow to the four players. But when she saw Demacia, her smile faded.

Sighing lightly, she said,

"Come with me, the ceremony is ready."

Then she turned to walk inside the temple.

Demacia smiled awkwardly and then winked at his teammates before following Alice in tandem.

Before entering the door, he paused again, thought for a while, and then turned on the video recording option in the system.

Berserker walked at the end of the group. He paused slightly at the door and said to the players who followed him,

"Idle people are not allowed to enter."

His voice was too deep to be rejected.

After saying so, he entered the temple and closed the door.

"Damn! It's so mysterious!"

"I want to see it!"

"Get on the window! Get on the window! The window is not closed!"

In a moment, numerous players either got on a window, went to the corner of the wall to listen in, squinted their eyes to look inside through the crack between the door and its frame…

Inside the Temple of Nature.

Demacia and the other three players looked around at everything curiously.

Although this temple was also built by the players, the four men did not participate in it. This was the first time for them to come inside.

Because the temple had just been completed, it was still very empty, with only a small altar and a holy statue of the goddess.

The altar was engraved with a mysterious magic circle, from which a faint wave of divine magic was emitted. In the wave, there was a power that could soothe people.

Even the excited Demacia and the others gradually calmed down.

Alice and Berserker came to the statue and got down on one knee respectfully. At the same time, they drew a tree symbol on their chests and said piously,

"Praise the Mother of Nature. Praise the Goddess of Life. Praise the Great Master of Elves--Eve Euktrahill!"

After these words, the two turned to look at the four players.

Demacia and the others froze for a moment and then reacted. They got down on one knee in the same way and drew the symbol like the indigenous believers, while shouting,

"Praise the Mother of Nature. Praise the Goddess of Life. Praise the Great Master of Elves--Eve Euktrahill!"

As soon as they finished singing praises to the god before them, the statue on the altar immediately burst with a golden light that enveloped the people…

Demacia felt that a wonderful force was pulling his consciousness. His vision suddenly went blank, while the control of his body was deprived in an instant.

He was shocked.

With an indescribable sense of weightlessness, Demacia gradually regained control of himself.

His vision slowly recovered.

When Demacia opened his eyes and saw clearly where he was, he was suddenly unable to close his mouth in shock.

He found himself in an incomparably towering temple with vast space and huge stone pillars carved with exquisite, complicated patterns on both sides.

This temple seemed to be located in the starry sky. Deep, magnificent galaxies could be seen through windows on both sides. The galaxies seemed extremely mysterious and bright.

Faint prayers and chants came from the void, which sounded holy and mysterious, turning any listeners subconsciously peaceful, awestruck, and filled with admiration at the same time.

In the front of the temple, there was a high platform with mysterious, austere script drawn and magnificent drawings engraved on the side. The content of the drawings included nature, life, and elves…

Above the high platform, there was a magnificent divine seat made of golden stones, vines, flowers and branches.

A graceful figure emitting holy light all over was sitting on it with dignity.

The ancient god--Eve Euktrahill.

She was wearing a white divine dress dotted with flowers and grass. On her head there was a delicate, luxurious wreath. Her long, silver hair reached her waist. Her beautiful, mysterious purple pupils were shining with divine glory. Her perfect, exquisite face was like a dream…

Holy light was with her like the most devout servant.

She sat there, one hand holding her smooth chin and the other hand tapping slowly and rhythmically on the armrest of the divine seat. With a faint smile on her lips, she was amiable yet dignified.

She looked at these people with deep, bright starry eyes that could cover the entire galaxy.

"The chosen ones, we meet again."

Her voice was ethereal and holy.