A different world game? A different world game!

Tower of Trials.

This towering, extravagantly designed building is currently attracting everyone's attention.

At its apex, almost all of the Night's Watch's high-ranking combatants are gathered.

Areris, the Tower Master, several dragons, Leilia, and others were all in this world.

On this enormous platform high in the clouds, Kana stood right in the center.

The entire platform is now completely covered in silver, as if it has transformed into a strange maple forest composed of silver tree trunks and blood-red leaves—the Silverwood Blood Maple Forest, which aptly describes the current appearance of this area.

In the center of the platform, a huge tree rises from the ground.

With his eyes closed, Kana hung in mid-air, blood-red threads hanging from the tree wrapped around his body, making him look like a manipulated puppet.

Six divine spears of different colors floated silently behind him, while the Frost Lord was not beside Kana at this moment, but was held in the hands of Alyris.

After all, this weapon is not suitable for use in the current situation.

"Godlike! Kana has really left us far behind." Looking at the scene in the tree, Leilia couldn't help but mutter to herself.

Once upon a time, her strength was on par with Kana's, but now, an insurmountable gap has appeared between them.

Several enormous dragons sat quietly around, their gazes fixed intently, never wavering for a moment.

They were both ensuring the safety of the ceremony and taking this rare opportunity to observe and learn.

Keep in mind that these are all powerful beings at level fifteen. The Earth Dragon, for example, has already stood before the Divine Gate; other dragons are also making their way toward the Divine Platform to varying degrees.

Take the undead dragon for example; it has even vaguely glimpsed the gate to the divine realm.

For powerful beings of their caliber, the insights and experiences gained from witnessing Mokana's ascension ceremony are undoubtedly invaluable.

The other legendary experts simply watched quietly, but this scene alone was enough for them to gain something from it.

After all, such a scene is extremely rare.

In most cases, the ritual of becoming a god is performed in complete secrecy.

After all, whether it's an enemy or a teammate who isn't entirely trustworthy, they could secretly sabotage the ascension ceremony.

However, Canna seemed completely unconcerned about it.

Emotionally, he had complete faith in his companions; rationally, interfering with his rituals would not only be pointless but also have disastrous consequences.

At this moment, the crimson threads on Kana's body began to slowly rise upwards.

Kana, who was originally hanging halfway, was pulled by an invisible force and straightened up like a puppet, hanging steadily in mid-air.

The ceremony officially began.

In an instant, everyone's expression became extremely serious.

The Silver Maple Forest swayed on its own even without wind, the blood-red leaves rubbing against each other, making a rustling sound, as if whispering mysterious stories.

A silver arm suddenly stretched out from the ground, and then one after another, more and more silver arms broke through the soil, quickly covering the entire forest.

As these arms appeared, they scrambled out one silver doll after another around them.

These dolls resemble humans and at first glance seem unremarkable, but as they move slowly forward, blood-red threads outline unique patterns on their bodies.

They moved with steady steps, gradually approaching the large tree in the center.

Then, countless blood-red threads hung down from the tree branches, so numerous that they seemed to form a heavy curtain.

These silk threads gently wrapped around the dolls, binding them tightly, and then slowly lifted them upwards. The dolls were arranged in layers, some high and some low, with Kana at the very top.

Silver liquid gushed from Kana's heart like a continuous stream of water, and more and more of the silver liquid completely enveloped Kana, eventually forming a huge silver egg.

The crowd watching below held their breath, completely silent, even their breathing unconsciously slowing and softening, as if afraid that the slightest movement might disturb this sacred ceremony. The giant silver egg floated in mid-air, with countless threads hanging down, crisscrossing and outlining numerous intricate patterns. Upon closer inspection, these patterns resembled vivid murals, meticulously depicting every detail of Kana's experiences from the beginning to this moment.

A tremendous amount of energy begins to converge here.

This energy comes from beyond the world; it is a powerful force that even the world itself cannot stop. It originates from the mysterious and vast astral plane.

The astral planes are blessing those who are about to become gods, continuously pouring immense power into them.

A surging, powerful force rushed in like a tide, making the surrounding air extremely viscous. When people waved their arms, they could clearly feel a sense of stagnation.

The surrounding energy was so concentrated that it seemed ready to solidify at any moment. In fact, this magic had already begun to gradually turn into a thick liquid.

The magic continued to gather, condensing into a concentrated liquid along the blood-red threads, and slowly dripping onto the silver giant egg.

As drop after drop of magic was infused, the blood-red painting on the surface of the silver egg began to shimmer with a soft light. The vivid blood-red color, set against the silver, did not have the slightest sense of evil; instead, it exuded a strange and holy aura.

More and more magic is converging here, like rivers flowing into the sea, endlessly.

Finally, a magical vortex formed on the entire surface of the giant egg, spinning wildly and drawing in the endless energy of the astral plane.

The energy of the astral plane continued to pour in, but at this moment, the surrounding air was no longer just viscous, but became suffocating.

Because all the magic is converging towards the giant egg in the center.

The entire silver eggshell surface is gradually transforming from a material form into a pure energy creation.

And those puppets hanging on the trees at varying heights, under such a high-energy baptism, also began to undergo some wonderful changes.

"when!"

A crisp metallic clang suddenly rang out, a sound that seemed to pierce through everyone's souls, causing everyone present to involuntarily tremble.

A crimson rune exuding a mysterious aura appeared on the surface of the silver egg, then instantly merged into it and disappeared.

Others might not understand the meaning of the runes, but the dragons saw them clearly.

This rune represents the authority of power, is strong proof of becoming a god, symbolizes control over the rules, and can also be called a divine office.

As this mysterious power merged, the surrounding environment instantly fell into a magical vacuum, and not a trace of magic in the air disappeared.

The silver maple forest below vanished rapidly in the wind like a dream, eventually merging completely into the silver giant egg.

Of all the trees on the platform, only the central tree still stands proudly.

The blood-streaked dolls swayed gently in the breeze, their varying heights creating a silent dance.

The enormous silver egg at the very top also began to show obvious changes.

The top started melting first, and the melted eggshell seemed to be concentrated before gradually disappearing.

The first to emerge was Kana's head. At this moment, Kana's face exuded a sacred and majestic aura, and his originally jet-black hair had turned completely silver-white, with streaks of blood at the ends.

A bright red line, tinged with blood, stood out prominently between his brows.

As the melting continued, Kana's body gradually became visible.

Those perfect muscle lines are like a sacred work of art meticulously sculpted by the most outstanding artist, every part of which exudes unparalleled power and beauty.

When this perfect body was fully presented before all intelligent life, the word "perfect" spontaneously came to mind.

This is the perfect body of God.

Kana slowly opened his eyes.

A hint of bloodlust lingered in his golden eyes, with silver light flickering within them.

His eyes were not devoid of emotion; reason had not suppressed his feelings. He was still his true self. (End of Chapter)