I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 811 Humanity: This Home, We Don't Need It Anymore

"what?!"

"'The Seven-Headed Dragon' Tasamet—"

"As expected, there's still a problem with the Dark Demiplane!"

Following notification from the island nation, an emergency global video conference was convened.

After listening to Director Zhu Ya's words, the leaders from various countries who participated in the meeting via video exclaimed in surprise, their faces showing a mixture of pain and despair.

Tired, destroy it!

Even taking a bath in hellish lava would be better than living in constant fear like this.

This isn't just empty talk: those in high positions in this era are all extraordinary; even if their strength isn't that great, they still train hard regularly.

Various injuries are commonplace, but not every little pain will make one cry out – physical torment is ultimately less severe than mental torment.

This is why, in the Dark Dimension, Duriel, the Lord of Pain, is the weakest among the three Prime Evils and four Prime Lords. Moreover, while death is the only inevitable end, conversely, knowing that death is not the end makes it less terrifying.

In any case, given the strength and intellect of these world leaders,

They all firmly believed that even in the underworld/hell/the netherworld, they could still maintain their true selves.

"Everyone,"

It's just an apocalyptic crisis.

For Director Zhu Ya, this was already commonplace.

“You can’t only think ‘demiplane’ is good when you’re reaping the benefits.”

After calmly finishing speaking, the director's gaze swept across the screens in front of him: That's right, the island nation's prime minister is 'unwell,' so the meeting is being chaired by Director Takeya.

"The runes and magic of the Dark Dimension—everyone here has gained something from them, and should also be prepared for the current crisis."

These words left world leaders speechless.

Especially the English: relying on the 'Archangel' Saint Longinus, they made contact with the 'Cloud Heaven' of the Dark Demiplane and secretly gained considerable benefits. In addition, everyone here has played the game Diablo more than ten times, so they are naturally very familiar with the story.

"Shouldn't Diablo have found the Dark Soulstone more than twenty years later?"

Some leaders, unwilling to give up, proposed...

According to the 'plot' they know, in the timeline of the Dark Demiplane, in the second generation of the game: Diablo killed the poor 'King Leoric' and his family, and was then defeated by the 'protagonist' who gathered from all over the world, that is, the character controlled by the player.

However all of this
It's still just part of that fear god's plan!

He had already laid a trap when he possessed the body of the 'Dark Wanderer', the eldest prince Aidan, by having sex with the witch Adria.

Twenty years later, in the storyline of Diablo III, this demon god, hidden within the eldest prince's daughter, followed the 'protagonists' and used the 'Dark Soul Stone' to absorb other defeated demon lords and demon gods, merging them into the 'Seven-Headed Dragon,' which ascended to the heavens and nearly ended the Eternal War.

Although in the end, the protagonist—

In other words, the player says: "I shattered the Demon God's dream with three punches, I'm Little Pineapple, big brother."

"You can learn about the 'story' through the game."

Director Zhu Ya snorted coldly.
"That fear demon that came to this world, wouldn't know?"

Whether in the 'demiplane' or after coming to this world, the actions of that fear god prove that His intelligence, planning, and power are extraordinary.

Treating it as a mere 'game character' is absolutely foolish.

At this point, the director looked at the President of America.

"What did that 'Father of Diablo' say?"

The so-called 'Father of Diablo' was an engineer named Max.

He spearheaded the creation of the game Diablo, and America immediately protected the 'Diablo Dimension' after its existence was confirmed.

"he--"

The blond president shrugged.
"We can only believe that the inspiration came from a dream."

All nations were skeptical of this explanation. If the engineer didn't actually possess supernatural powers, many would suspect that he was the most mysterious and unpredictable 'Angel of Fate' from the Dark Dimension.

"Director,"

The leader of the Great Mao raised his hand slightly.
"Where are the 'heroes'?"

Since demon gods and demon kings have come to their world and have already caused terrifying supernatural disasters;
Mexico, which was blasted into the sea, was merely an unfortunate victim of the aftermath of the battle.

Pikachu's true target is that evil king.

Even when no one knew,

The King of Lies also pulled off a major stunt.

So, who is the game's 'protagonist'?

This is, after all, a problem of their world. Even if they lack 'internationalist spirit,' they still have a thousand-year-old hatred, which is also an important fighting force.

"them--"

The director paused for a moment when asked this question.

Just as the world leaders were on edge, the director provided the answer.

"I'm shopping."

???

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

New Bunkyo District,

"Can you make this gesture?"

On the sidewalk, a high school girl holding a cell phone makes a half-heart gesture.

"Can,"

Making a half-heart gesture, the silver-haired, golden-armored paladin smiled, looked up, and gazed at the camera.

Click,

"Thank you~~"

After taking a photo with this 'cosplay enthusiast,' the young high school girl thanked him and skipped away to run to her companions.

“You seem to be having a lot of fun, Knight Commander Haruka.”

The druid girl 'Yura' standing beside him, wearing a deer helmet, a bark coat, and a withered wood staff, spoke in a complicated tone.

"It's not a bad thing to relax once in a while."

The silver-haired, golden-armored 'paladin' answered casually, because if you really calculated it:
"How long has it been since you last interacted with ordinary people like this?"

The 'ordinary people' in Academy City are all extraordinary individuals, making them the pride of heaven to people in other regions.

But in front of someone, he is indeed just an ordinary person.

No spiritual power?

He is no longer a human being.

?

this problem,

This surprised 'Yura,' also known as Yura.

"You are right."

Thinking about it carefully, Yura used to be constantly on campaigns, and was the most "attendance-oriented" Demon-level superhuman in the island nation. It was only because there were more and more Demon-level beings now, and her focus had shifted to nurturing the Kakaiin family, that she had time to "go into seclusion".

Speaking of,
They have also been 'out of touch' with ordinary people for a long time.

"So, shall we just go shopping today?" "Yes, it's a rare moment of leisure—just go shopping."

In someone's script, the real 'final battle' is about to begin; now the main body and all the 'clones' are relaxing and resting, preparing for the final showdown.

"So, do we need to show a sense of 'strangeness' towards this world?"

In response to Yuluo's question, the silver-haired, golden-armored paladin casually replied:
"unnecessary."

Anyway, this 'alias' will soon step into the center stage, and no matter what he does, others will have to understand and accommodate him.

"what is that?"

"have no idea,"

Having said that,
Pointing to a shop next door, the paladins and druids made various guesses.

In reality, given their 'high and mighty' lifestyles, they were already out of touch with ordinary people, to the point that everything they saw was interesting.

To the Metropolitan Police Department personnel following from a distance, all of this appeared to be a typical sightseeing tour by an "otherworldly boss":
Leisure, curiosity, appreciation?
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Unlike the relaxed demeanor of these two 'visitors from another world,' after the meeting:
"Another world-ending war?"

"Shet!"

"God."

Many extraordinary 'small countries' have become numb, including countries like France, Germany, and Italy: although after each great war, a lot of extraordinary materials, or even extraordinary knowledge, are left behind.

But most of these things have been taken over by island nations, America, Russia, and even Bharat.

That's right, and there's also Bharat.

Some time ago, their country's 'God of Wisdom' and the island nation's 'God of Hunting Demons' fought each other.

The boy named 'Hunter of Gods and Demons' was killed on the spot; and the 'God of Wisdom' of Barat was taken back by his father.

Before that palm, the blue-white planet was as small as a marble—making one wonder if, if that being truly intended to destroy the world, it wouldn't need any 'world-destroying fire' at all; a simple flick of its finger would be enough to end it all.

Before returning to the 'realm of the gods', the 'god of wisdom' of Bharat spread a great deal of extraordinary knowledge.

Although those affected by that extraordinary knowledge were somewhat insane.

But the Balat people have always been the same; whether they were abstract in the past or are still abstract now, it's equivalent to no change.

The Ganges River, which flows through the Ganges Plain, has been transformed into the Ganges Waterfall. The Prime Minister of Bharat declared that bathing in the holy river and engaging in intensive meditation can lead to transcendence!
Many Baratites went to try it and indeed gained spiritual power, which made many countries around the world both hate and envy them: No matter what the Ganges River is like, even if it is a cesspool, as long as they can gain extraordinary power, most people in this world are willing to jump in.

According to the legend of Bharat, the Ganges River did not exist in the mythical era.

At that time, the king of Ayutthaya had no children; through his ascetic practices, he moved Shiva and received the blessing of 60,000 sons.

That's right, it's 60,000! The king, who was overjoyed to receive the blessing, planned to offer sacrifices to Shiva again after his 60,000 sons grew up. It is said that once this ceremony is completed, he will gain power like that of the 'King of Gods'.

Upon hearing this, the Heavenly Emperor exclaimed: "Well, they're coming for me again!"

So they stole the king's offerings and placed them beside a 'great saint' who was practicing asceticism.

The kingdom's 60,000 sons searched in different directions and finally found him beside the 'Great Sage': mistaking him for the thief, they beat him.

The great sage, who was in the midst of ascetic practice, opened his eyes to find himself beaten. Enraged, he used his supernatural fire to burn the 60,000 unfortunate souls to ashes. By the time the king arrived, his son was already reduced to ashes. Having learned the whole story, the 'great sage' offered the king a suggestion:

Water from the Ganges River, drawn from the realm of the gods, washes away sins and allows the princes to be reborn.

So the king began his ascetic practices again; however, this time, his practice was insufficient; it wasn't until several generations later that the royal family's 'King Sincha' performed various ascetic practices before the gods, praying devoutly for an extremely long time, which finally moved Shiva and Ganges Goddess.

The waters of the Ganges flow down from the realm of the gods, landing on Shiva's hair, passing through Bharat, and finally flowing into the ocean.

The sixty thousand princes who had been burned to death were resurrected in the river.

Therefore, in Bharat, washing away sins in the Ganges is a very important thing—even though it often leads to illness, even the youngest son of Bharat's richest man fell ill, it is still a sacred ritual.

Now, when that 'God of Wisdom' vanished, most of the chakra he left behind has gathered in the 'Ganges Basin'.

Practicing here is naturally twice as effective with half the effort: in a sense, it can indeed be considered a 'sacred place'.

Unfortunately, Bharat is now blocking its borders, so other countries have no way to get there.

and so--

"Your Highness,"

In Buckingham Palace in England, a guard in full military uniform respectfully handed over a report.

"Italy, Greece, Macedonia and other countries are accelerating the launch of space rockets to build spacecraft in low Earth orbit."

"What does the Cabinet say about this?"

Princess Charlotte, with the 'Holy Sword' Durandal hanging at her waist, took the report and asked questions as she read it.

"Half and half,"

The Prime Minister walked over and began to explain:
"The first possibility is that they went to Mars to join their 'ancestors'."

With Sparta and the island nation locked in a fierce battle in space, the world now knows that a civilization exists on Mars: a Greek pantheon of gods and humans, much like those depicted in Homer's epics.

Athens, Sparta, Troy, Arcaia, Macedonia
This puts countries like Greece and Italy on the blue planet in an awkward position.

Their 'ancestors' came to attack the island nation, and even a mere prince was enough to put them to a standstill—truly befitting the age of mythology.

The island nation was inexplicably beaten up: If they can't handle Sparta from the mythical era, can't they deal with you Mediterranean weaklings?

Of course, the island nation's government would not directly send troops to the Mediterranean; however, at the previous meeting, it sternly questioned these countries: Don't say it's none of your business. Your civilized pantheon comes to beat people. Shouldn't you descendants give some explanation?

These heads of state are all itching to complain, "We ourselves don't believe in the twelve Olympian gods," but how could they possibly say such a thing?

and so--

"Seeking refuge on Mars is one way to survive."

The Prime Minister's calm analysis
Since the city-states that worshipped the twelve Greek gods were on Mars, it was only natural that their descendants would go there to seek refuge.

"However, whether the other party is willing to take in 'refugees' is also a matter that needs to be considered."

After all, it's uncertain whether people will still recognize them as their 'descendants' after thousands of years.

Furthermore, based on the limited intelligence available, the city-states on Mars still practice slavery.

It's hard to say what happened to them in the past.

Nobody wants to go to a plantation.
He was whipped.

"Therefore, I tend to think that these countries are prepared to completely abandon their homeland—or even the solar system."

Speaking of which,

The English Prime Minister sighed.

For thousands of years, nations fought each other for land and resources.

Now, they are all preparing to flee this planet: should we feel sad, or rejoice at the 'progress of civilization'?
"Do these countries have enough 'space scrolls' to carry supplies in their spaceships?"

Princess Charlotte asked this question.
If we rely solely on human technology to attempt 'interstellar travel' now, it would be suicidal.

But with the aid of extraordinary power, things are different: the 'sealing scrolls' produced by the Isoya family are truly groundbreaking: a small scroll can seal a large amount of matter.

It saves space and makes mass disappear out of thin air—it's practically cheating!
"Ah, Your Highness, this question—"

The Prime Minister chuckled.
Space scroll?

Aren't there many like that in other countries' spaceships?

?

"what is this?"

The eldest princess, realizing what had happened, rubbed her temples.
The 'Great Voyage' of the extraordinary era? Fighting while sailing through the stars, it can be considered a 'return to old ways'.

(End of this chapter)