Chapter 75: Epic Battle

The disappearance of the Original Sin Holy Sword left the King of Gods, Yuer, without his strongest power. Thankfully, he was already the mightiest deity.

To compensate for the absence of the Holy Sword, Yuer began to gather the world’s most precious treasures, crafting the Divine King’s authority to barely suppress the other deities.

After losing the Original Sin, the God King Yuer declared war on the Giant Kingdom to establish his reputation! Jiang Ping chuckled from the outside, “Is he just shifting the blame?”

With the loss of the Holy Sword, the gap between the gods and the giants diminished significantly. While the gods still held an advantage overall, it was no longer insurmountable.

Battles erupted continuously between both sides, with fallen Titans transforming into various substances, while the gods also perished, becoming laws that nourished the world.

To claim victory over one another, dragons, dwarves, and other beings were created by both the giants and the gods.

Throughout this war of the gods that spanned millennia, countless unusual things were invented by the gods and giants, enriching the world immensely.

In their quest to completely overpower the giants, the gods sought ways to achieve their goal. One day, the Wise God Pro descended the World Tree and walked through the Giant Kingdom, continuing downwards amidst rumors of his fall in the divine realm.

Countless years later, he finally reached the base of the World Tree, grounded firmly, gazing at the endless expanse of the World Tree behind him. He could not help but praise:

“You are the mother of all things and the source of everything.”

Pro couldn’t resist picking up a handful of soil, with the vast Sea of Chaos not far away.

The ocean of chaos was perilous and violent, and neither the gods nor the giants could approach. In fact, no creatures could survive in the Sea of Chaos, except for the World Tree.

The World Tree absorbed the water of the Chaos Sea and nourished the world and its beings above, creating a sustainable cycle.

Seeing the soil, he felt playful and started molding it into his likeness; thus, the human race was born.

The World Tree radiated waves of joy, leaving the gods and giants puzzled. Upon his return to the divine realm, a group of small creatures followed him.

The gods couldn’t help but tease these little beings. One deity mocked the Wise God, claiming that such a weak race was of no use.

“With a single slap, I could crush countless of them.”

However, Pro only laughed, believing these little beings would surely bring something unique to the world.

At some point, a vast world appeared at the center of the World Tree. It was so beautiful! Connecting the Crown of Heaven above and the Roots of the Earth below, whoever claimed this world would control the entire world.

This largest world was named the Middle Garden. For the sake of this world, the gods waged war! The Giant King Mil led tens of thousands of giants to launch a battle of the heavens, along with numerous affiliated clans from both sides.

This was the war of the epochs, a decisive battle for the fate of the world! “This is the first time I’ve seen a fantastical battle; let’s see how it compares to The Lord of the Rings.”

Jiang Ping set up a small stool, grabbed some chips, and prepared a drink, eager to watch this war of the heavens. He even asked Genesis to record it; this could be the best promotional video for the game! It would be uploaded soon.

In the sky, powerful gods wielding artifacts traversed the heavens, radiating divine light. Numerous laws intertwined, unleashing countless world-destroying strikes.

On the ground, towering giants, each reaching thousands of meters, roared defiantly. They swung their crude weapons with immense power, shattering myriad laws—their bodies were the greatest weapons!

Hundreds of thousands of savage dragons followed, launching their challenges at the deities. Their roars shook the heavens as scorching dragon flames swept through the world.

Dwarves, though small and sturdy, also joined the fight, swinging their warhammers.

The liberated elves chose to ally with the gods, each dressed in breezy clothes made of green leaves, raising their bows.

Although physically weaker compared to dragons, their ranged abilities caught the gods’ attention! In the distance, towering trees rushed forward, their massive branches sweeping through, taking down many dwarves with each swipe.

Tree spirits were fierce in battle, but their growth was arduous; even a thousand-year-old tree spirit could stand against a dragon.

This war pulled all fantasy races into the fray, causing an untold number of mighty giants to fall, turning into fertilizer for the Middle Garden. If the gods were unfortunate enough to be captured by giants, they would face devastating attacks! The gods too turned into fertilizer! The feeble humans didn’t even qualify to participate in the battle. Although they had multiplied to tens of thousands, a few dragons could eradicate their entire race! A single strike from a deity could obliterate humanity completely. The humans hid in the shadows, trembling. One artist couldn’t help but record the battlefield, intending to leave a warning for future generations.

Among them was a wise observer, intent on learning from the battle of the strong.

The battle lasted far longer than either side anticipated, continuing for thousands of years. Blood soaked the newborn earth.

Countless powerful giants fell to the ground, and thousands of deities vanished into the sky. Divine powers collapsed, transforming into laws that enriched the world.

With both strongest factions severely wounded, let alone the affiliated tribes.

The fall of dragons was uncountable, leaving survivors like hapless dogs, expelling tongues but unable to breathe fire. They truly had nothing left! The ancient spirits were bent over, dwarves could no longer swing their hammers, and the elves couldn’t draw their bows.

With no other option, God King Yuer had no choice but to negotiate with Giant Mil. Both sides withdrew from the newly reborn world, each free to plant seeds in the vast new world. Whoever’s power prevailed would lay claim to the Middle Garden.

“A Proxy War, huh?”

Jiang Ping remarked that the massive battle had drained both sides. Neither wanted to fight directly anymore.

The gods and giants retreated, leaving behind a battlefield littered with remains. The epic battle came to an end, with a few lingering dragons, elves, and dwarves remaining in this Middle Garden.

Yet no one noticed a group of ragged little creatures cautiously emerging from the other side of the mountain. They slowly appeared before this grand world, their faces filled with confusion and wonder as they gazed at the battlefield. Jiang Ping chuckled, “Looks like humanity is about to step onto the historical stage. The gods and giants never expected it would be this group of little ones who would become the world’s protagonists, relegating them to the corners of history.”

Stirring slightly, Jiang Ping began editing this epic battle with his notebook, planning to upload it to the platform. Everything was ready in no time.

Jiang Ping looked at his own successful work with satisfaction, “With this level of skill, if I were to make a movie, it could easily rake in billions. After all, this is real action with real weapons.

There were various divine arts, massive might swirling, a grand contest of powerful fantasy races, while humanity merely flickered through the lens, peeping weakly at the battles of other races, appearing all the more pathetic.”

After considering, Jiang Ping felt it was better this way. Don’t players love to be the savior, saving humanity from calamity?

Here’s your chance. Make sure to seize it.

Thinking this, Jiang Ping uploaded the game promo, “What should this new game be called? ‘The Worlds of the Heavens: World Tree’? Or ‘The Worlds of the Heavens: Sword and Sorcery’?”

After pondering, he chose World Tree. After all, the initial purpose of creating a world was to cultivate Rahil well.

Soon, a game icon for a title not yet officially launched appeared on major gaming platforms. The icon featured a towering tree, reflecting a photo of Rahil, accompanied by a promotional video.

Countless night-owl internet users, upon seeing this familiar prefix, immediately jolted awake. Without hesitation, they rushed to click and reserve their spots. However, this time, they were met with a reminder that the game was not yet online.