Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?-Chapter 1000 - 658: Golden Tree (Double-Length)_2
He considered his attitude towards people rather gentle, a conservative among the City Lords.
So, those Demon Dragons over there should be resolved within the Dungeon.
But before that, the mess needs to be cleaned up.
The battle with Younka earlier caused such a commotion, although he couldn't see it from the Imperial Capital, he could feel it—there were bound to be many injured inside.
"I'm a City Lord with humanity; of course, I should handle such matters."
Saying this, he looked at Radagon.
At the same time, people watching every move of Radagon exclaimed, "Look, what is he doing!?"
The Full Moon Queen's moon had just slowly dissipated, and now only Radagon remained floating mid-air in the night's sky.
Since earlier, he hadn't moved, just quietly hovering there as if in a daze.
But no one would think he was truly in a daze. How could such a formidable being be described with such an insulting word? Rather, it should be said that a God was overlooking the mortal realm.
Now, having gazed down enough, his body made a new movement.
The golden light entwining his left arm didn't fade with the end of the battle; instead, at this moment, it appeared even more dazzling and brilliant.
No, this light seemed to be getting larger!
The radiant gold enveloped Radagon's body entirely, making the surroundings of Black Stone City as bright as day, bathing everyone in the pure light.
The body of Radagon, in the center of the golden light, was altogether unclear, seemingly merging into the light itself.
It was then that those in the glow, sensitive in their senses, felt something unusual.
In the previous battle between Radagon and Younka, people felt from the light a force able to dictate the world's operations, like unshakeable law—stern yet perfect—reducing those who defied the rules to dust, while bestowing indiscriminate blessings upon those who followed them.
But now, this golden light carried a somewhat different feeling.
Still stern, still perfect.
Yet behind this seemingly rigorous law, a trace of... gentleness seemed to reveal itself?
Yes, gentleness.
Those bathed in the golden light felt as if they were in a spring breeze, their bodies relaxing involuntarily, feeling touched inexplicably without knowing why.
If the earlier golden light was like a stern patriarch, then now it was showing children tolerance, gentleness, and goodwill—emotions revealing a touch of humanity.
When confronted with sternness for too long, receiving a shred of kindness makes one feel overjoyed, doesn't it?
But such gentle light didn't seem likely to emanate from someone like Radagon, who should be more fierce.
Could it be the awakening of a second personality?
"Look, something is flying out from the golden light!"
The people of Black Stone City cried out in surprise.
The dragons, brawling in the Imperial Capital, paused their struggle, turning their heads in unison to look—a peculiar rhythm of sorts.
Within the light illuminating the night's sky, a soft, almost white golden beam detached, flying towards the fields outside Black Stone City, leaving a trail of gold in its wake.
Finally, under the gaze of the people, that small bundle of golden light landed, disappearing into the soil.
"What happened?"
"Did it suddenly disappear?"
"What's going on?"
Though unclear about its purpose, the lack of unease spread among the crowd. Rather, after being touched by the golden light, it was as if they had undergone spiritual control, leaving only peace in their hearts.
"Snap!" Gong Qiying snapped his fingers.
Suddenly, from the ground where the golden light had landed earlier, a beam of light shot up into the sky!
Everyone could see it, standing out conspicuously like a beacon.
In the next moment, that slender beam, insignificant against the vast sky, began to change.
Fine, flowing light turned to golden threads rising from the ground, weaving layer upon layer over the central beam, resembling a reverse golden waterfall rushing skyward!
But it wasn't a waterfall—the golden light flowed upwards, and at the "river's" end, the light erupted, spreading freely in all directions, finally settling down, crisscrossing.
It looked like... a tree?
More golden light flowed upwards, forming the trunk, becoming branches, and finally hanging upon them, turning into ethereal golden leaves.
"Wait, that thing..."
"Why do I feel like I've seen it in the Dungeon..."
"Isn't it that, that thing!"
A magnificent tree connecting heaven and earth, illuminating the entire sky, suddenly appeared on the land of the Warrior Country!
The people shouted out its name in perfect unison, as if by instinct:
"Golden Tree!?"
It's the Golden Tree! 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎
The Golden Tree, one of the most iconic, debated, and beautiful sights in the Sain Dungeon!
The Golden Tree stood tall upon the land!
"Actually, it should be a Prayer named [Little Golden Tree]."
[Prayer: Little Golden Tree]
[Queen Marika's hidden Prayer, a gold with nothing but gentleness, no law]
[Creates the phantom of a small Golden Tree, continually restoring the life force of those around it]
