Game of the World Tree

▪️DEMIGOD VOLKER

The golden hand hesitated for a moment, as if the mysterious figure from beyond the portal had been confused.

Then, everyone saw the arm slowly retract as they heard the sound of “huffing and puffing” as if someone was smelling something…

Upon hearing this peculiar sound, everyone couldn’t help but feel a shiver down their spines.

It felt…off.

Sort of like a bad premonition.

Soon, a destructive energy suddenly erupted from the magic circle, accompanied by an extremely angry roar;

“Damn it! Who is it!!”

The golden hand reached out from the magic circle again.

This time… the opponent’s speed was very fast, and the whole body had been teleported over in an instant.

Everyone finally saw the appearance of this summoned mysterious existence.

It was a giant nearly ten meters tall, with a prominent body akin to a chiseled male bodybuilder.

He wore a sheep skull-shaped helm and a shiny gold and silver fur robe whilst holding a silver axe surrounded by frost in one hand, and a cloak made of gray bird feathers onto his back…

His face was painted with totem-like patterns, which were very enigmatic and arcane-like.

Totem Guardian—Demigod Volker.

He was one of the three Demigod-class divine messengers serving under the God of Winter and Hunting, Uller, and his status was second only to that of a true god!

However, at this moment, the Totem Guardian Volker had completely fallen into a fit of rage.

Tainted…

He, a powerful demigod level being, was actually defiled by the filth of the mortal world as soon as he teleported over!

Goddammit!

Who was the daring imbecile whom had the gall to dared to do such blasphemous sin against him!

This… was simply an insult to a demigod like him!

They must pay the price!

The other party must definitely fully pay the price with their lives!

At this moment, Volker even felt that the task given to him by the Hunter god could be postponed for a little bit.

He must first find the guy who had dared played tricks on him, tear his body to shreds, then extract his soul, before purify it into the purest raw energy to feed it to his hunting dogs!

His furious expression made Volker even look more sinister, as a demigod energy keeps converging around him, making the whole space around him change color in his hue!

The magical level of within Saigües has not yet been fully replenished. Henceforth, the maximum supportable power any Deity can use is only at the demigod level.

Not only that, but it can only be barely supported as it is.

When Volker had gotten angry, the space around him seemed to also been affected as well and started to become chaotic because it couldn’t withstand the violent energies fluctuating from him. Even the clouds in the skies were stirred into a huge vortex, which was particularly a spectacular scene.

All the mages and priests within the vicinity felt that the elemental mana in the air was becoming restless, and their control of magic was vaguely disturbed…

At the same time, a frightening pressure radiated with the Totem guardian Volker at its epicenter.

Unlike the vestige of Uller before, this time around, Demigod Volker actually came in person in his true form.

He could fully release his true pressure!

And this terrifying power almost made all the nearby Orcs lose their ability to move and could only tremble where they stood.

If the players were not far away, then they would have also lost control of their bodies as well long ago.

But even so, they felt a deep fear from the bottom of their hearts, as their whole bodies seemed to move much harder.

Both sides consciously stopped fighting and began to retreat slowly…

When this high-leveled being had descended, the situation of the war was no longer something that any weaker beings could intrude upon.

And in the sky, the black dragon Meryer, who was still toying with the hellhound, widened his dragon eyes instantly.

Looking at the dazzling aura emanating on the totem guardian, the Dragon couldn’t help but to exclaim:

“Dem…Demigod!”

Meryer quickly ended his bullying and slapped the hellhound away with one paw, then turn around and run away with his tail tucked between his legs.

His small wings flapped quickly, just like when he bumped into Evé the first time…

“Lord Totem! That is the enemy’s black dragon!”

Seeing the black dragon trying to escape, Jùshān immediately shouted.

Dragons can hold grudges for a lifetime.

The Caverock tribe has offended the Black Dragon, and they must not let the other party go lest they face his wrath once again in the nearby future!

Upon hearing the voice of the high priest, Meryer’s dragon face turned stricken:

“Bastard! This Lord will eat you sooner or later!”

Meryer cursed and flew faster, vowing in his heart that he will return someday to punish this whole tribe.

“Hmph!”

Volker gave the fleeing dragon a cold glance, then waved his hand lightly.

A silver light shot out from his hand which then turned into a rope, shooting towards Meryer like a arrow…

Divine Lock.

This is a skill that all higher beings who can control divine power could acquire.

Seeing the Divine Lock reach him in an instant, Meryer was once again binded to death just like… when it first met that evil tree god.

Meryer:…

The dragon instantly lost his flying ability and fell down, burying himselfin the soil face first.

“Aooh~ Why do you gods all use this annoying move!”

“This Lord is so angry! I’m really angry!”

Meryer struggled in the crater he created while whimpering in grievance.

Players:…

“F*ck…! This boss easily defeated the black dragon in seconds? What kind of monster is this? Why does it feel more powerful than that silly incarnation we fought with before? Could this guy be the divine envoy that Miss Saint talked about?”

Demacia stared with wide eyes at the enraged Volker.

“This boss mob…it looks like we can’t beat it, right? Let’s retreat for now. We’ve already gained a lot of benefits in this battle. C’mon guys, let’s escap..I mean, a strategic retreat for the time being…”

His voice sounded a bit cowardly.

However, what puzzled Demacia was that no one responded to him.

He then looked around and found that everyone had already moved far, keeping a distance of at least twenty meters away from him.

Demacia: …

“Who was it just now?”

After catching the Black Dragon, Volker’s deep voice sounded again.

However, everyone could hear the suppressed rage in his tone.

He was like a volcano about to erupt, which is extremely terrifying!

Seeing the enraged Totem Guardian, Jùshān’s felt relieved, as he pointed excitedly to the hill in the distance and shouted.

“Lord Totem guardian! It’s the elves! It’s those elves on the hill that besmirch you! They used a catapult to throw some feces onto you!”

“Elves? Catapult?”

Volker’s voice carried a hint of surprise.

Then, his gaze swept towards the direction where the players were situated.

Seeing the boss’s threatening gaze fell onto them, all the players once again moved away from Demacia by a few more steps.

Many players even picked up their looted equipments from the ground and began to move stealthily towards the teleportation array, ready to retreat when things went south…

In an instant, Volker saw clearly Demacia standing next to the catapult, holding a stick dripping with an unknown liquid, and a nearby…bucket emitting a pungent smell.

Demacia: …

He quickly dropped the foul stick and coughed twice, saying:

“Ahem…uh, I have something to do, I think I need to go offline first!”

After speaking, he turned and ran towards the teleportation array…

“Humph!”

Volker coldly snorted again and waved his hand lightly, as another silver divine lock shot out like a bullet as it flew directly towards Demacia!

The divine lock was extremely fast and it easily bound Demacia in the sight of all the players

With a pitiful scream, Demacia was pulled back by the divine lock towards the Demigod…

However, just as Volker was about to catch him, another crisp icy snort came from above as another golden divine lock shot towards the Totem Guardian this time!