Game of the World Tree

One figure is golden, and behind him there seems to be countless angels of faith singing, and many living beings worshipping.

Another is bright grey, and behind him there seems to be countless blurry figures roaring, and the sound of swords of war can be faintly heard.

The last one is silver-blue, and behind him seems to be surrounded by countless brilliant stars, peaceful yet mysterious.

The entire Pantheon began to echo with ethereal chants, and the brilliance of divine power rendered the hall extremely divine and magnificent.

Suddenly, the golden figure spoke, his voice deep and majestic: "There is a strange aura of divine power coming..."

However, halfway through, his voice carried a hint of surprise:

"Huh? I couldn\'t even sense their divine power. “

Listening to his words, the bright grey figure scanned the audience and said with some surprise:

“There is no new throne."

His voice was hoarse.

After a moment of silence, the golden figure spoke again.

"It\'s a new god... However, they gave up leaving a mark of divine power.”

After that, he looked at the third silver-blue figure.

"Your Majesty Rigdal, where is the newest true god of the Pantheon in these hundreds of years? Why didn\'t you do a good job of introducing the new gods?”

The silver-blue figure was silent for a moment, looked at the bright gray figure, and said:

“It\'s Ullr, the god of winter and hunting."

Listening to his words, the golden figure suddenly looked at the bright gray figure, and his voice carried a hint of dissatisfaction:

"Your Majesty Lord, Ullr is your god, this is your dereliction of duty."

The bright grey figure was silent for a moment, and sighed:

"I will punish him, Your Majesty."

The golden figure nodded, and then suddenly let out a sneer.

"Ullr... Are you still playing with the idea of that priesthood?”

The bright grey figure nodded.

"That one\'s priesthood is very compatible with him. Although I have warned him many times, I am afraid He has not given up.

"Nature and Life?"

The golden figure turned around and looked at the bleak throne behind it.

His gaze was focused on a certain throne engraved with flowers and vines, and his voice carried a hint of jealousy:

"It\'s been a thousand years, and I don\'t know if the curse magic set by that one still exists..."

"Ahem."

At this time, the silver-blue figure coughed lightly twice.

His voice carried a hint of dissatisfaction:

"Your Majesty Iteo, you should remember our agreement a thousand years ago, that one has fallen, and what the Sagas plane needs now is to recuperate..."

"With the current level of the Sagas plane, it is impossible to support our arrival, its plane origin is even more unable to withstand large disturbances.

"As for that one... I have said many times that he is too deeply involved with the Sagas plane, and the gods cannot intervene on it until the origin of the Sagas plane is restored. Or..."

His words changed sharply, with a hint of mockery.

"You want the Sagas plane to collapse?"

"Hmph!"

The golden figure snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Only a moment later, he let out a chuckle.

"Huh? The magic of the Sagas plane increased?”

The silver-blue figure nodded.

"It\'s been promoted. It\'s been a thousand years, and although it\'s much faster than my prediction, it\'s indeed time for the Sagas plane to recover.”

The golden figure was silent for a moment, and looked at the silver-blue figure again.

"Your Majesty Rigdal, I don\'t know exactly what your plans are, but our agreement thousands of years ago will not change."

After speaking, he stood up from the throne, and his voice was low and powerful.

"All existence that threatens the gods must be completely erased!"

Then, he said to the bright gray figure again.

"Your Majesty Lord, please tell Ullr that he can find the newborn true God as soon as possible and bring it into the pantheon."

After speaking, their body bloomed with brilliant brilliance, and then the entire figure slowly disappeared.

The other two figures looked at each other and did the same.

Calm was restored again in the Pantheon.

......

> Ullr’s Kingdom of God

In a small shrine of about 10 million square kilometres, countless prayers are praying feverishly.

In the centre of the Kingdom of God, there is a majestic snow-capped mountain, covered in snow, and a silver temple on it.

In the temple, a majestic figure shrouded in holy light was playing with a delicate divine bow.

Suddenly, his heart moved, and he stretched out his hand and made a gesture outward.

A silver ball of light flew into his hand, and when he touched it, an angry roar suddenly resounded in the temple.

"Ullr! A true God was born! For these hundred years, you will guard the pantheon! You will locate the newborn True God as soon as possible and bring it to the Pantheon! In addition, you have failed in your duty, and the time will continue for another hundred years as a punishment!“

Ullr: “...”

Taking a deep breath, he stood up from his throne and bowed slightly in one direction.

"Obey the oracle of the Lord."

Hearing his words, the silver light seemed to be very satisfied, and then slowly disappeared.

Ullr breathed a sigh of relief and said with some chagrin:

"I didn\'t expect that a true god would be born... How could I have known?"

The Sagas plane has not seen a new true god for thousands of years, so he relaxed his duty, but he didn\'t expect for his duty to come running back to him.

As if looking at something, Ullr looked in the direction where the light mass flew from, and snorted, a little unconvinced.

"Hmph... If I had mastered nature and life, I would not be so subservient to God.”

As the youngest and most promising (self-proclaimed) newborn true god in thousands of years, he has always wanted to be independent and have his own god lineage, but unfortunately the half-orc race is too weak, and his priesthood is also very weak...

"I don\'t know how those believers have investigated, and there has been no news for so long..."

Ullr put down his divine bow and walked around the temple with some impatience.

Suddenly, his heart moved.

“Huh?"

He stopped and gently beckoned outside the temple.

Soon, a thin half-orc soul floated over.

It was an old half-orc, dressed in sheep\'s clothing, a priest.

If Demacia were here, he would find out that he was the unlucky ghost who was stabbed to death by Box Lunch.

Ullr narrowed his eyes, then placed his hand on the top of the priest\'s soul.

In an instant, scenes unfolded in the temple...

This is the experience of the priest\'s life.

Priests are different from other believers.

When becoming a priest, intelligent beings are equivalently, completely opening their souls to the true God.

In this case, once the intelligent creature dies, their memory will be protected by the divine power of the true god, and the soul will still have the memory of his life after ascending to the kingdom of God.

And the true god can also read his memory!

This is the real reason why Eve is guarding against the priests of Ullr!

As he read the memory, Ullr’s expression changed from expectant to solemn, and gradually changed from solemn to doubtful...

After a moment, he lowered his hand and muttered a little dazedly,

“Seven Dragon Balls? Kaleidoscope writing wheel eyes? One Piece\'s treasure?”