Will of chaos

After telling Vanessa to take care of the enemies outside I enter the tower, outside I wasn’t able to use my Aura unless I tried more rudely, but I didn’t do that so I wouldn’t risk attracting a powerful Undead by chance.

I always have to be very careful as with my luck the chances of bad things happening are quite high.

As soon as I entered my Aura was separated from the outside, that means I could now spread my Aura all over this place while being unable to feel the outside.

After a few seconds, a real-time image of this entire place pops up inside my head.

“So there are only 4 people, but the 3rd seems to be the one I’m looking for.” (I)

“< Blood Crystallization >” (I)

I could see everything perfectly inside my head, that means I could use my Enhanced Crystallized Blood Needles to hit my targets with precision.

Thanks to that I killed three people, two people who were on the 7th floor seeing the destruction Nix made before leaving and one person hiding in a closet to stay alive.

I kill all three and walk over to the third person I don’t recognize, he’s on an underground floor as far as I can tell, so I head up the stairs that are already in the next room.

Thanks to my Aura I can see this whole place clearly, thanks to that I can walk around here as if I had lived here for years.

It only takes me a few minutes to walk before I reach the great underground hall where it’s just me and a young-looking White Elf man, by the jewel on his forehead I can tell he’s a High Elf.

He was kneeling on one knee, he was panting and groaning in pain with blood coming out of his nose and ears.

He was facing a white door with five crystals attached to the door, the crystals had one in each corner and one in the middle, the corner crystals were off, but the middle one was glowing purple.

“(I can feel traces of cursed energy in the unlit crystals and a strong concentration of cursed energy in the glowing crystal.)” (I)

“(This High Elf’s aura is smeared with curses, even his body is apparently scarred.)” (I)

I look closer and see that the hand on the floor has a purple Rune glistening with the flesh wrapped around it darkened with open wounds.

“(His mana is high, but his Aura weakened like that of someone nearly dead, that doesn’t make sense.)” (I)

“I don’t know you, what happened to my subordinates?”

“They’re all dead.” (I)

“…”

“So that’s what you came here for, what’s behind the door?” (I)

“Hope, hope to save this continent from destruction.”

“Maybe not today or tomorrow, but after more than a hundred years there will be a disaster of no return.”

He’s doing his best to speak normally, but I can hear the tiredness in his voice, he’s also trying to get up, but he doesn’t have the strength in his legs.

“A strange way to seek hope at the sacrifice of hundreds of people.” (I)

“So that’s why you came here? Is that why you killed my subordinates? All because of the Blood Demons?”

“Yea.” (I)

“You fool, you caused the ruin of this continent and all that for a race notorious for being bloodthirsty.”

“Blood Demons are barbaric and savage, it wouldn’t be wrong to say that they participated in almost every war on this continent, any war record will have mention of this Wild race somewhere.” 𝗼𝐯𝗹．𝐞𝘁

“Why should I so dryly believe what others have written? I’ll know the truth as soon as I talk to them, which I imagine you didn’t.” (I)

Cough Cough Cough Cough

“It doesn’t matter if it’s true or not, they would be the best sacrifice, it would greatly decrease the number of people sacrificed.”

“I usually don’t care about other people’s problems, I already have too many problems to deal with.” (I)

“But I don’t like to hear the word sacrifice, it’s always used to kill innocent people with the convenient excuse of good reasons.” (I)

“Funny to hear from a Vampire, your race feeds on the blood of the living using them as sacrifices to satisfy their hunger.”

“I’ve never said I’m a good person, I’ve killed many people and will probably kill even more in the future, but I have a clear conscience knowing that I’ve never killed an innocent person.” (I)

“I drink the blood of my enemies or I go hunting monsters for blood, which I do is the same as any hunter or adventurer.” (I)

“When I kill someone I don’t tell lies to justify what I do, can you say the same High White Elf?” (I)

“It’s easy to say words like that without knowing the facts, the Elves have been hiding for centuries that the World Tree is dying, in a little over 100 years this continent will be doomed.”

“What are hundreds of Blood Demon lives in exchange for saving the entire continent?”

“I know I’m doing something unforgivable, I know I’ll be remembered as a monster, but I can’t just sit around and DO NOTHING!”

“(So it was really about the World Tree…)” (I)

I look at the back of my hand where the seed of the World Tree is stuck, then I look at the pitiful man who did terrible things for a useless goal.

I still have the Elves’ envoy inside the Dungeon, he seems to know the reason for my visit, it seems that others were sent to different places where I could go to meet me, they seem to know the reason for my visit, so why not I understand this person not knowing anything.

He was trying to do something good the wrong way, his plan was flawed from the start.

From what I’ve heard from Elf Queen Luthien and World Tree Spirit Luth of the Illusory Forest Elf village on the Morror Continent, the World Tree of that continent’s damage is to its outer shell, its true body, and its Spirit.

A type of damage that would be difficult for even the gods to do anything about considering the World Tree has a power level compared to the Gods.

I don’t know what’s behind the door, but it wouldn’t work, all his efforts were futile from the start.

Sigh

“What’s behind that door?” (I)

“The only thing that might be able to save the World Tree.”

“The Fragment of a God.”