The situation was already going exactly as Suho and Woojincheol had expected.
Tutatatata!
"Target found!"
A helicopter pilot shouted.
A helicopter squadron carrying French special forces was heading towards the area where Elvenwood was
discovered.
[This is headquarters. Begin attacking immediately.]
"All right!"
Wedge-
The missile flew.
A missile flying straight towards the giant tree hit the pillar of Elvenwood.
Kugu-gung-!
"That's a hit!"
Part of Elvenwood exploded.
After the death of the Apostle of Paradise, Elvenwood no longer had the strength to resist.
It wouldn't have been like this originally.
Originally, Elvenwood was a sacred tree for elves, and throughout its long history, it was a monstrous tree
that bred and ate elves.
But the Elvenwood that emerged on Earth was a little different.
Elvenwood, which was 'contaminated' by the mana of the outer space, was a mutant that sprouted and w
as planted by the Apostle of Paradise.
When the Apostle of Paradise died, the orphaned monsters were completely at a loss as to who to attack,
raise, and eat.
The result is now.
Cookie Cutter!
"Another hit! There's no response from the tree!"
Numerous fighter planes continued to attack the monster that had suddenly appeared in France.
The missiles they were launching were no ordinary missiles.
A specially crafted magic cannon made by grinding magic stones and magic crystals from the dungeon.
This missile was an explosive capable of inflicting significant damage to demons.
Of course, the production cost for each one was ridiculously expensive… … .
But look.
Wasn't it worth investing so much money in research?
Krrrr!
The sound of the tree collapsing with the explosion was so creepy, like the howling of a monster.
The helicopter pilot, who had come all this way with a very nervous face, finally let out a sigh of relief at t
he sight.
"Ha. It's not as bad as I thought… … ."
but.
It's still too early to feel relieved.
"Up, danger! 12 o'clock!"
In an instant, the helicopter pilot turned the steering wheel sharply.
Hundreds of demons suddenly burst out from between the piles of fallen trees.
They were the beings who had been living in hiding within Elvenwood.
Kwaaaaak!
The winged demons rushed towards the helicopter.
puck!
A horse struck the helicopter's propeller.
The helicopter lost balance and shook.
"Shit!"
Then, countless figures poured out from the ground and attacked them.
They were villains hiding in Elvenwood.
"Headquarters! This isn't just a tree! This is the enemy's stronghold!"
-All units, immediately initiate joint operations with ground forces!
The battle intensified.
Elvenwood fell easily, but the beings hiding within were no joke.
Similar things were happening all over the world.
USA.
The United States even mobilized strategic bombers to destroy Elvenwood, but the situation quickly beca
me chaotic due to the demons and villains that emerged from within.
The soldiers could not help but be bewildered by this unexpected turn of events.
"… … Could it be that we disturbed the beehive where they were quietly hiding?"
It was a moment of self-loathing, wondering if I had done something in vain.
but.
Boom-!
Suddenly, with a huge explosion, the demons and villains pouring out of Elvenwood were swept away like
waves.
and.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Of course, it's right to find them first and kill them all before the b
ees multiply."
… … ?!
Just one room.
The man who had swept away all the enemies in the area with that one blow grinned like a mischievous c
hild and said.
The eyes of the soldiers who witnessed his identity grew wide.
"Thomas Andre!"
"They said he was arrested for murder… …!"
"Why? Are you picking on me?"
Shh.
A gray-haired old man.
A muscular old man with snow-white hair that resembled a lion's mane, waving his huge fist in front of hi
m, was standing there, perfectly suited to the description.
Wearing flowing shorts and sunglasses, as if he had just come out of a resort.
"Yeah, I survived!"
The surprise was short-lived, as the soldiers let out exclamations of relief mixed with relief at the appeara
nce of Thomas Andre.
Thomas Andre!
His muscular bulk and the magical power blazing from his body were a source of fear when he was the e
nemy, but when he was on the same side, he was never this sturdy.
Recently, he was a prisoner who was taken to the Hunter Management Bureau on charges of murdering
American S-class Hunter, Christopher Reed.
But for some reason, Thomas Andre, who should have been locked up in prison, showed up with the Hun
ters from the Administration Bureau instead.
"Master! I've taken care of the other side too!"
Bring all your scavenger guild members with you!
And China.
China was quickly gaining control of the situation under the leadership of Liu Zhikang, but it was having a
hard time because of the large number of Elvenwoods compared to other countries.
The area was a huge field bordering North Korea and Russia, and it was a huge apocalypse that even Chin
a had already given up on and left alone.
But with the sudden appearance of the Elvenwoods that suddenly appeared there, it was no longer possib
le to just watch.
Because of the vast amount of information coming in from all over the world, we have come to know that
the trees are actually 'bee hives'.
The cave where countless villains and demons were hiding was like a time bomb that could explode at an
y moment, so if left alone, there was no way of knowing what would happen.
While the military and hunters fought desperately against Elvenwoods that appeared all over the world.
"… … This is interesting."
Inside the Kremlin in Russia.
Yuri Orlov sat leisurely in front of his monitor, watching the chaos unfold around the world.
All around the world, everything that had been hidden in Elvenwood was pouring out at once.
"Apostle of Paradise, I never thought that weed-like thing would really die."
Looking at the current situation, there was no need to check it directly.
The apostle of paradise died, and this is the result.
"Hmm. Then the cognitive impairment that has been hanging over our country will also disappear. This is
going to be quite a problem."
Yuri Orlov rubbed his chin with an embarrassed expression.
He had no intention of mourning the death of the apostle of paradise who had been his collaborator.
Rather, he just clicked his tongue, saying that he was a loser who always acted so smart, but ended up d
ying in a foreign land.
Even if the Elvenwoods that were being grown all over the world were discovered overnight, didn't the fru
its of their labor already become Russia's assets?
However, the future was the problem.
"If this happens, 'they' will start moving too."
The Apostles of Itarim.
For convenience's sake they are called that, but strictly speaking they were the 'apostles of the Itarims'.
Since they each served different gods, they were both invaders of the same Earth, but at the same time,
they were in a relationship of checking and competing with each other.
And from now on, they would inevitably flock to Russia, China, and North Korea.
To claim the achievements of himself and the apostles of paradise.
To claim the fruits of Elvenwood that had lost their owner.
and....
"No."
A cynical smile appeared on Yuri Orlov's lips as he pondered for a moment.
Anyway, a dead guy is still a dead guy.
Shouldn't humans play with other humans?
Maybe other countries have already figured out that Russia was behind the Apostles of Paradise.
It would be difficult to present evidence, though.
Anyway, after considering all the situations openly.
Yuri Orlov took a sip of red wine and stood up.
Clang!
"Now that it's come to this, why don't we take this opportunity to make some new friends?"
* * *
Suho moved forward without hesitation.
The flower pots that had lost their owners collapsed in front of the Guardians' army, unable to hold back t
heir momentum.
Suho uprooted all the trees he could find and threw them into the shadow dungeon.
[Keeeek! I can see your hand! Can't you work faster? We need to process the logs quickly and send them
to the afterlife sea!]
Ber traveled to the Shadow Dungeon and handed over the Elvenwoods to the Shadow Dwarves.
The shadow dwarves cheered as they saw the sudden influx of work materials.
[Kuhahaha! I never thought I would see so many of the legendary elven sacred trees, even though I had n
ever seen one before!]
[Who on earth grew so many of these rare trees!]
[Who was he? His name was Apostle of Paradise?]
[Apostle of Paradise? Wow, that's truly a great talent! If he hadn't been a bastard from outer space, I woul
d have captured him and made him plant trees for the rest of his life!]
The Shadow Dwarves were licking their lips at the knowledge that the Apostle of Paradise with such a de
vilish talent was already dead.
But that only lasts for a moment.
[What, what is it? Why do you keep coming in?]
[It's never ending!]
[Elvenwood… … there were this many?!]
The shadow dwarves let out sighs of happiness at the overwhelming onslaught of enemies that continue
d to pour into the shadow dungeon.
And then, under Ber's harsh whipping, he began to move his hands briskly.
Any longing for the Apostle of Paradise had long since completely disappeared.
He didn't have enough hands to just trim the trees he had already grown.
Because most of my compatriots were already floating on the sea of the afterlife, leaving only a few work
ers in the Shadow Dungeon!
[Oh, oh! The master is chopping down trees faster and faster! I can't keep up with him!]
[Euracha!]
The Elvenwood logs they had worked so hard to trim were gradually transformed into the keels of ships fo
r the afterlife.
And as soon as it was trimmed, it was transferred intact to the sea of the afterlife through the 'Hell Gate' t
hat Harmakan had dug.
[What, what is this? These things all of a sudden?!]
Then it was the turn of the demons and dwarves in the afterlife sea to be surprised.
The keel made of Elvenwood, which was a blessing in disguise, continues to fall endlessly!
Until then, the king of demons, Lord of Gluttony, Essil, who had been riding on a ship made of the finest
keel, quickly changed ships.
Above all the keels, the one made of 'Alfheim' is particularly large and thick.
Woohoooooooooo-!
Then, all of a sudden, the shadow dwarves who were with Essil became incredibly excited and began con
structing huge ships at a crazy speed centered around Alfheim.
The keel is the most important pillar that makes up a ship.
If it was Alfheim, they would be able to build ships much larger and more powerful than they could even
dare to imagine.
Of course, a ship is not complete just because it has a keel.
In order to match the level of the keel, a huge amount of auxiliary materials were needed.
But wasn't it decided to procure it locally anyway?
[Hahaha! Come as you please! You dregs of the afterlife!]
Suddenly, only the weeds of the afterlife that had been eyeing the demons that had entered the afterlife
sea until now began to die.
As soon as they were caught, they were turned into materials for Alfheim.
[The Demon King's Battleship, Alfheim]
In that unknown place, a legend began on the sea of the afterlife.