Chapter 1870 Heaven-Shaking <TOC> Chapter 1872 Wild Growth
Translator: SumTLMan
The earthquake lasted a full five minutes, and the ground beneath their feet also developed noticeable cracks.
Freud looked worriedly toward the distance, wondering if this terrifying quake affected just one region or the entire Wilderness of Dreams. If it were the latter, what would the situation be like now in Initial Heart City?
“Angel?” Sanders’ voice brought Freud’s wandering attention back. He turned his head to see Angel, who had been closing his eyes all this time, finally opening them.
“What is this new power…?” Sanders asked eagerly as he saw Angel awake.
Although Angel opened his eyes, the shocking scenes from before still echoed in his mind, leaving him somewhat dazed. Faced with Sanders’ question, Angel replied subconsciously——
“Tree…”
Tree? What tree? Both Sanders and Freud looked at Angel with confusion.
While they were puzzled, a whisper as faint as a mosquito’s buzz continued to escape from Angel’s lips: “… Civilization.”
“Civilization?” Sanders was momentarily stunned, then quickly realized: “Could it be——the Tree of Civilization?”
The new power is the “Tree of Civilization”? A flicker of surprise and doubt crossed Sanders’ eyes. If Angel’s mumbling were true, the implications of this name alone were staggering.
A suffix like ‘civilization’ implies a complete, enlightening, and historically dazzling collective consciousness!
From the perspective of the Wizarding World, anything associated with ‘civilization’, be it in spirit or material form, is no small matter.
Not everything can be related to ‘civilization’, and as far as Sanders knows, there are only a few such things. For instance, the Source Fire worshipped by the Laudsourcians is a kind of ‘Fire of Civilization’.
Now, Angel spoke of the “Tree Civilization,” startling Sanders as well.
Is this power… connected to the level of civilizations?
Sanders’ face kept changing. If it truly were the Tree of Civilization, then this diffused power, even if not a core power, is not just a peripheral one.
Freud was also somewhat bewildered at this moment. Although he did not think as much as Sanders, the mere term “Tree Civilization” gave him a sense of immense weight. Just hearing about it felt like carrying a heavy mountain range.
“Civilization, civilization,” Freud sighed deeply. What he actually wanted was to make the Wilderness of Dreams closer to reality, and the hardest reality benchmark to establish in the Wilderness of Dreams is civilization.
Civilization is not a drifting duckweed, easily constructed. And now, he seemed to have let his desired vision dissipate so lightly.
Just thinking about it made Freud feel as if his heart was bleeding.
After a while, Angel, who had been in a daze, finally regained his spirits. At the same time, Sanders immediately asked the question that puzzled him the most: “The Tree Civilization you just mentioned, is it the new power that has dissipated this time?”
Freud perked up his ears, eager to know the answer.
Angel pressed his slightly swollen brow, strained from the deluge of information, and then sighed deeply: “Yes, the power that dissipated this time is the Tree Civilization.”
“Tree? Is it related to the Power Tree? Is it a core power?” Sanders asked again.
Angel shook his head: “Although both are trees, the Power Tree exists independently of all laws and is unrelated to the Tree Civilization. As for whether it is a core power…”
Angel hesitated slightly as he spoke, seemingly pondering his words.
At this moment, Freud’s heart had risen to his throat, filled with immense unease. If what had dissipated was indeed a core power… even if Angel forgave him, he couldn’t forgive himself.
Angel: “From the perspective of the Nightmare Domain and the Wilderness of Dreams, this Tree Civilization is not considered a core power. It might even be more peripheral than the previous Celestial Cycle.”
This statement finally settled Freud’s anxious heart. However, just as he breathed a sigh of relief, Angel added a caveat.
“But from my personal point of view, the significance of this Tree Civilization is actually very great,” Angel said, sighing long.
Sanders, after a moment of silence, asked, “Is it because of… Civilization?”
“Yes,” Angel nodded, his thoughts returning to the Tree Civilization information he had seen before: “If it were just a plant, even a towering giant tree that could measure the heights of heaven and depths of earth, spanning the entire Wilderness of Dreams, it would still be okay.”
“But it’s not just a towering giant tree; it’s also a tree that initiates civilization, a Tree of Life.”
“Civilization, to the world itself, may just be ripples and splashes in the eternal River of Time, insignificant in their birth and demise. But for those who see the Wilderness of Dreams as their world, it is crucial. It can lead to glory or disgrace.”
Angel, though merely expressing a sigh of emotion, conveyed a message that somewhat shocked Freud.
“Setting aside civilization, are you saying there’s a colossal tree that has touched the borders of the Wilderness of Dreams?”
Angel nodded: “Yes, this tree, in its majesty, rivals even the Eternal Tree.”
A titanic tree that splits the earth’s crust, soaring skyward!
Angel’s description made Sanders and Freud realize that the earthquake that lasted several minutes earlier was probably caused by this gigantic tree breaking through the soil and growing towards the wind.
Sanders, having not yet seen the immense tree described by Angel, could only imagine it based on the Eternal Tree. However, more than the tree itself, he was now curious about “civilization.”
Without much surprise, Sanders could almost conclude that the unknown variable he had been unable to solve and the reason for Freud’s unsuccessful endeavor was tied to “civilization.”
“This civilization, it’s hard for me to explain… Let me show you instead.”
With that, without Angel having to say more, Sanders and Freud understood and logged out from the Wilderness of Dreams, returning to reality.
Angel did not leave immediately. Instead, he turned back and concealed the main core of the Nightmare Domain, bound by the green runes, within the mist before departing.
Two minutes later, Sanders and Freud logged into the Wilderness of Dreams.
According to Freud’s thinking, after entering the Wilderness of Dreams, they should have arrived near the “Sky-High Giant Tree” mentioned by Angel. However, to his surprise, upon entering, he saw no trees, still enveloped in mist.
Could it be that he was still in the same place? Did he enter the Wilderness of Dreams too quickly for Angel to reposition his landing point?
As he was considering whether to exit and re-enter, Sanders beside him suddenly furrowed his brow: “We’re not in the same place, take a closer look at this mist.”
Without hesitation, Freud followed Sanders’ suggestion and observed the surrounding mist.
Upon closer inspection, he indeed noticed something different.
The mist seemed similar to before, but here, the mist had a faint green hue, mixed with green particles about the size of dust.
“What is this?”