We Live in Dragon’s Peak

A vast underground space in the Heavenly Mountains. A gigantic pillar that supports the heavens and the earth. From the ground, many pillars grow to support the pillars, and beams extend from the ceiling.

We were reminded of something that looked at that huge pillar.

It was a spirit tree.

If there were a spirit tree reproduced in stone, it would be represented by such a magnificent figure.

Then, I saw a pillar like a spirit tree that supported the underground space, and it came to my mind.

To the truth of Thrasher's story about the Ghosts.

"The first question I had was, what kind of fruit can I get from the sky?" That's what it is. But if you put my assumptions to the test, you'll solve the mystery as well. "

A large spirit tree grows higher than a cloud. And the leaves of the branches spread everywhere, and made an umbrella of mercy in the sky.

You can pick fruit from the spirit tree.

The fruits of the spirit tree are richer and sweeter than any fruit, and the seeds are as beautiful as jewels.

"Suppose the fruit of the sky is the fruit of a spirit tree." Is the merciful giant you talked about a secret word that shows the spirit tree itself? We know that. [M] "The existence of the spirit tree is not like a good thing to say." That's why you and your ancestors taught and passed on the story of the existence of the spirit tree, which was rephrased as "giant", from the Serene Clan. "

Take a breath and listen to me, Thrastal.

"Besides, dead animals rot fast." And yet, it's strange that a giant who extinguished the lights of life has existed for a long time. ”

Even the dragon race with the power to overwhelm other races, the postmortem flesh quickly decays and returns to nature. And yet, according to Surat Tal, the hermit race existed until the culture blossomed, right?

After all, there's only a sense of discomfort.

"But if the giant was really a spirit tree." Unlike animals, plants don't decay much when their lives are exhausted. If it's a grasshopper, it's still better if it's a spirit tree. "

Is it a lifetime? Are you sick? Or did it wither due to a different cause? Either way, the spirit tree is always more dead than alive.

Therefore it is not surprising to us that there was a spirit tree in the land, and it was withered and fallen.

"From here on out, it's my reasoning." I wonder if the Underworld didn't really exist? But there were kind people who lived under the roots of the spirit tree. "

Even in the Forbidden Territory where our mansion is located, there was a spirit tree more than 2,000 years ago. And at the foot of the mountain where the spirit tree was growing, there were kind-hearted people living in peace.

What if there existed in this land those who lived with the spirit tree?

"They lived in peace in the land even after the spirit tree had withered and fallen. I'm sure they were really good people. There are no bad people in your story. That's why I think. Death is near. I want to have mercy on the spirit trees that were dying, on those who lived with me and will continue to operate."

But the end of life is bound to come.

"We know the mercy of the spirit tree, and conversely, the rigour of nature." But I don't know. If the gentle heart that thinks of people turns into a cultivator on the verge of their own death. Even if it's a spirit tree, it might touch negative emotions. Well then, what if the spirit tree had left a cultivator at the end? "

I looked up at the ancestral giant wielding huge arms towards Mistral.

"The ancestors have been taught that negative emotions such as resentment, envy, fear and despair condense after a long time and come from there. And you're also one of the negative emotions."

What if the spirit tree withered and withered?

It was as good as a spirit tree. Even the negative emotions inherited by just one tree may be enough soil for the ancestors to be born.

Thrastal, who had been silently listening to my guess, let out a squeezing voice from the back of his throat.

"You...? How far do you know?" Why are you doing this..... "

Thrastal carved a deep wrinkle between his eyebrows and looked up to explore me in a deep breath.

"How do you know?" Even so, we've had a lot of experience. I've learned and experienced a lot of things in it. And that's why it's so clear. If you keep hiding the truth like this, I think you'll have the worst consequences of losing something important. "

We're running out of time.

I couldn't let Mistral take on the ancestral giants forever.

Even in a monotonous and dull move, the opponent was ancestral. If Mistral doesn't keep up her efforts, she'll be late.

“Speaking of which, that ancestral race is quite different from the other ancestral races we know?”

I answer to Thrastal, who says, "What is it?"

"Since birth, the ancestors have had a lot of knowledge and tremendous magic power, and they are terrifying." But that ancestral race might have amazing magic power, but it doesn't look strong at all, does it? I'm yelling, but I don't say people's words, and my movements are monotonous. "

In response to my words, Thrastal also turned his gaze to the ancestral giants.

A giant roars with anger.

Mistral attacked as Nemir unleashed an ash roar to intercept her.

A meteor-like tail flows from the pitch-black one-handed stick, blowing off the head of the ancestral giant.

Shockwaves spread across underground space, violently shaking buildings and those fighting on the ground.

The giant leaned back and put one hand on a giant pillar, and immediately began to regenerate his head.

The giants of the ancestral race were threatened by regeneration, but their attacks were simple, and their magical powers were weaker than those of the giants' demon kings and Charlotte.

Thrastal finally opened his heavy mouth as he watched the ancestral giants and the overwhelming Mistral and Nemir.

"That's... it seems different from the legendary giants I know."

What do you mean?

While sending the second chicken run to Yufeiria, Nina and Sefina, I asked.

Thrastal turned his gaze back to me with determination.

"I guess I should tell you."

That said, once you take a big deep breath, thrastar.

"You're right." A giant who can penetrate the clouds that once existed in this land is a spirit tree. "

From there, the family of Thrastal was taught by the Phoenicians, and it was a true story passed down from generation to generation.

As I inferred, the spirit tree was once rooted in this land.

Of course, if there was a spirit tree, there would have been a guardian.

However, at one point, the Guardians were defeated by the arrival of evil men.

According to legend, it was a pitch-black monster that played the Guardian's attacks.

Is that an evil race?

"... you really know everything." But we don't know that much. "

The Guardian was defeated by the Evil Clan. Nevertheless, the Guardian finally took the evil race with him in the form of a matchmaking.

After that, there was no new guardian, and the spirit tree lived with the kindhearted.

But at the end of the day, peace comes. The spirit tree gradually lost its vitality, and eventually withered and fell.

Yet people lived by the withered tree.

"But it didn't last long."

The incurable disease began to spread rapidly.

At first, the body stopped moving as expected, and when the symptoms progressed, the whole body solidified like a stone, leading to death.

Is that an incurable disease of the Underworld?

Yes, the incurable illness of the Phoenix began to spread after the spirit tree withered away.

According to Thrastal, the term "Underworld Race" is a secret term that collectively refers to people of various races who lived under the roots of the spirit tree.

"The air on the ground was polluted, and the ghost tribe suffered from incurable diseases one after another. So people fled underground."

The contaminated air faded near the spirit tree for some reason.

Therefore, people moved to the basement where the spirit tree roots were once strung up to escape the polluted air.

"The air was clearer underground than on the ground. But it didn't seem to be completely over."

"Still, the people who lived here didn't move to other lands, did they?"

"Yes, the Phoenix wanted to live and perish with the Spirit Tree."

Maybe he was proud.

Those who were allowed by the spirit trees and lived peacefully under the roots penetrated their captivity to the end.

So, what about that ancestral giant?

"It's said that people moved their livelihoods underground, and some time later, they were born in this vast underground cavity."

You're an ancestor who was born with the polluted air outside and the inherited spirit trees as the root of his soul.

"I don't know that much about it, but I think you're probably right."

It is said that the birth of the ancestral giants was initially followed by a great chaos.

However, the giants of the ancestors were intelligent and gentle, and acted to protect the underground Phantoms.

According to legend, the Dark Ones interacted deeply with the guardian giants and coexisted peacefully in this underground city for a long time.

"But the giants today are rampaging like there's no reason, right?" I can even see myself breaking the ruins of an underground city. ”

A regenerated giant swings down a giant hammer. A hammer that slipped through the Mistral with its fluttering flaps of flames and spare wings shattered the buildings of the underground city ruins that once protected it.

The roaring giant of the ancestral race with his eyes shining red could not even feel his intelligence.

Looking at the situation, I make further reasoning. [M]

"Maybe, but..." I wonder if that giant has been absorbing the negative emotions around him since he was born? "

Even after the birth of the ancestors and becoming the guardian of the underground city, the incurable disease that devoured the underworld did not heal.

Perhaps the resentment bequeathed to us by the evil race that shot the guardian of the spirit tree survived the birth of the ancestral race?

Oh, I see. The ancestors had the instinct to protect the Underworld because they absorbed the thoughts of the Spirit Tree and the Guardians.

Instead, I couldn't absorb the negative emotions of the evil race. When I think about it, I feel that the events that happened a long time ago suit me.

"And as a special ability of the ancestral race, did you have the power to absorb the negative emotions around you even after birth?" If the ancestors inherited the thoughts of the Spirit Tree and the Guardian, they would try to save the Dark Ones from incurable diseases. "

That's why the incurable disease that once spread on the ground has slowed down underground, isn't it?

But that ability led to miscalculation later.

A few years ago, a large army of demons dived through the gates of hell and entered the ruins of an underground city.

The Underworld had perished, but the ancestral giants existed as guardians of the underground city.

Then, a spectacular battle was fought between the demons and the guardians, and the demons lost more than half of their lives on the way, and were annihilated on the way back.

"But too many curses and negative emotions left behind by tens of thousands of demons have been absorbed, and the giants of the ancestral race have begun to run rampant." I've lost myself in the dark curse, lost my intellect, forgotten my instinct to protect the city, and become a creature that can only eliminate those who invaded the underground. ”

Thrastal, who had a deep wrinkle engraved between her eyebrows, nodded bitterly in my words.

"Once a giant of the ancestral race who was supposed to be the guardian of the Underworld and the Underground City. But not anymore. I think if we leave it like this, we will sooner or later destroy all the ruins of this underground city."

"What do you mean..."

For generations, Thrastal, who continued to guard the gates of Hades and inherited the legacy of the underground city, was despairing.

On the contrary, knowing the history of the truth and understanding the secrets of the Underworld and the identity of the giants of the ancestors, I have a clear mind when I decide the policy.

"The Underground City Ruins with the Dark Tribe. And a group of ancestral giants and monsters. I've finally figured out what I'm supposed to do here. Perhaps this is the guidance of the goddess. The goddess must have been worried too. The end of the kindhearted people who lived here is so terrible, and those who have traveled to the goddess's lap will be sad."

What are you talking about? and I nodded convincedly as I received Thrastal's gaze that I was struggling to understand.

Then, I lowered it from my neck and took out what I had cherished in my nostrils.

I answered Thrastal's question without hesitation.

"This is a spirit tree branch." I got the tip of the branch where the young leaves just sprouted. "

Thrastal was surprised by my words.

But it was too early to be surprised.

Ares-chan.

"I'm fucked. I'm fucked."

Pokkun, looking at Ares-chan, who was a toddler girl beside me, thrasher opened his eyes even bigger.

"This land is surrounded by spirit trees." That's why I'm looking forward to working with Ares-chan, who is the spirit of the spirit tree. "

It's all yours.

Ares nodded.

When I heard of the spirit of the spirit tree, Thrastal hardened like a stone statue.

"Come on, this is where we come in!"

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