pappabearbooks Chapter 681 - 41: Land of the End
Chapter 681 - 41: Land of the End
The golden chains of the seal extended from the encircled gate and hand, spreading inward.These chains composed of sealing runes resembled living creatures, almost like golden tentacles, as more and more golden chains burrowed into the gate.
Golden chains forged from billions of seals, a power truly belonging to the realm of "Gods."
Even Ansoo Brage, just a step away from becoming a god, found himself unable to break free from these golden chains due to that missing step.
In the end, he could only let his body be dragged out from the gate, then heavily thrown to the ground.
This enabled Han Zhan to finally see the true appearance of Ansoo Brage.
It was an old man, with white hair and a face covered in wrinkles.
From the outward appearance, there was nothing special about him; he looked like any elderly person in their eighties or nineties.
Upon his appearance, a book floated beside him.
On the cover of that book, in stunning golden letters, were the words: "Ansoo Brage’s Journey to Godhood—Final Chapter: Yongsha Star"!
It should have been an epic saga, but in the end, Han Zhan stopped its destiny abruptly.
"I think we can talk," Ansoo Brage said, looking up at Han Zhan.
"You’ve subdued me now, and I have no means of escaping; I’m just a prisoner."
"You’ve read the books I’ve written, right? I have more books with secrets about the cosmos. If you’re willing to cooperate, I can share them with you."
"Aren’t you curious why Yongsha Star became the Land of the End?"
"Don’t you want to know why the Master of Yongsha, supposedly immortal, fell?"
"I can tell you!"
Undoubtedly, the conditions offered by Ansoo Brage were enticing and tempting.
But as Han Zhan hesitated,
suddenly, a branch pierced through the dimensions of time and space, before anyone could react, stabbing through Ansoo Brage’s heart.
Silver blood dripped down the branch that pierced the heart.
In disbelief, Ansoo Brage widened his eyes as if he couldn’t understand why he would die like this.
Han Zhan watched this scene, having initially intended to move, but paused upon seeing the branch.
He recognized the branch.
It was—the World Tree!
The World Tree did this undoubtedly for a reason, as it transcends ordinary gods; even if Han Zhan had objections, he likely couldn’t change anything now.
After killing Ansoo Brage, two clusters of silver light appeared at the tip of the World Tree’s branches.
The silver light wrapped around two silver star cores, bearing a ninety percent resemblance to the previously seen golden star core.
The World Tree didn’t immediately absorb these two silver star cores.
It controlled the two star cores to reappear before Han Zhan.
As if offering treasures, it showed these two silver star cores to Han Zhan.
Not only that, the tip of the branches gently touched the two silver star cores, and soon a faint silver particle gathered above them.
Forming two different words.
[Travel], [Record].
"This is..." Han Zhan stared at these two silver star cores and their respective words in shock, thoughts swirling in his mind.
"Travel, Record—they seem somewhat similar to the abilities Ansoo Brage possessed."
Ansoo Brage prided himself as an Interstellar Traveler and liked to record his experiences in writing.
Could it be that these abilities are related to [Travel], [Record]?
At this moment, the branch then brought over a larger golden star core, likewise poking it with the tip.
Golden particles coalesced into a third word.
[Interstellar Wanderer].
"Is this what Ansoo Brage wanted to steal? [Interstellar Wanderer], which sounds related to [Travel]."
Han Zhan still intended to study more closely.
The branches of the World Tree had already grasped the golden star core representing [Interstellar Wanderer], along with the silver star core of [Record].
Soon after, it split off a thinner twig, bypassing directions and ventured into Han Zhan’s storage bag, retrieving the damaged Shuttle Gate.
It lightly tapped once, allowing the silver star core representing [Travel] to burrow into the damaged Shuttle Gate and disappeared.
The next second, the once dilapidated Shuttle Gate revived itself before Han Zhan, even more magnificent than before.
A faint silver vortex appeared at the center of the Shuttle Gate, slowly swirling, giving rise to ripples.
Silver particles emitted from the door frame, sprinkling around, with a feeling akin to a sacred heavenly gate.
The World Tree gestured at the Shuttle Gate, then at Han Zhan.
"Is this telling me to return to Blue Star through the Shuttle Gate?" Han Zhan asked instinctively.
The World Tree’s branches swayed up and down, like nodding.
"Can I bring them along?" Han Zhan suddenly recalled something, pointing behind him and emphasizing again, "Everyone."
The World Tree’s branches still swayed a few times.
Permitting all to come.
With the Shuttle Gate fully restored, its core exchanged for a silver star core with the [Travel] designation, its teleportation capability appeared to have greatly enhanced.
Now it all made sense.
The prophecy of the Master of Yongsha wasn’t wrong; he indeed ended the millennial-long [Sand Table War], indeed bringing Yongsha Star’s people to a more peaceful, stable, and prosperous planet.
But it wasn’t Yongsha Star, it was Blue Star!
As for Yongsha Star.
If my guess is right, it should be related to the golden star core [Interstellar Wanderer] refined from the heart of Uda Desert.
If the price of merging with a star core is the complete death of its original host.
Then for the World Tree to traverse endless dimensional spaces, its goal was undoubtedly the golden star core [Interstellar Wanderer].
So, what is the price of merging with a golden star core?
At this moment, Han Zhan’s heart already held the answer.
The answer is, the apocalypse of Yongsha Star!
This is the origin of the prophesized Land of the End!
By now, the World Tree had already devoured the silver star core of [Record], seemingly obtaining the ability to "write records."
A sheet of paper appeared out of thin air, words gradually emerging on it:
"Organize everyone to leave here."
"You have one day’s time."