Crash!
With Bradley's final strike, the sound of shattering glass echoed through the air. A dazzling light erupted from the previously indestructible barrier.
"Did we succeed?" Bradley muttered in surprise.
"Looks like it," Orson replied, though his voice lacked excitent.
A fleeting vision of the Earth Elf Queen appeared, her tearful eyes carrying a serene smile. Her image dissipated like a gentle breeze.
Monts later, the [Tree of Rebirth] began to wither rapidly. Its vibrant branches and leaves fell away, and the once-majestic tree started crumbling, rotting into fragnts of decayed wood.
"What the hell?!" Orson practically scread, his composure breaking. "That's my golden goose!"
The scene defied logic—why would the tree crumble after they'd gone through the painstaking process of breaking the barrier?
Bradley and Orson exchanged stunned glances. All their hard work seed wasted.
"Seriously, gods? You let us have the fruits but won't give us the tree? What's with the double standards!"
A system notification popped up.
"Congratulations! You have perfectly cleared [The Secret of Ascension]. Would you like to broadcast your achievent to the regional server?"
"Use anonymous mode?"
The ssage didn't lift Orson's mood.
Clearing the dungeon perfectly was aningless if the tree itself was gone.
Orson had grand plans for the [Tree of Rebirth]. He'd envisioned transplanting it to the guild's future base, where its fruits would boost the HP of all guild mbers by at least 3,000.
In the early stages of the ga, where most players struggled with low health, such a boost could shift the tide of battle and secure dominance.
"This is bullshit!" Orson couldn't help cursing.
They'd managed to gather 20 fruits from the tree—an incredible haul, no doubt—but it paled compared to the potential of cultivating the tree itself.
The server broadcast followed shortly after.
"Regional Announcent: Players Orgod and Money Traveler have demonstrated unparalleled wisdom, perfectly clearing the legendary dungeon [The Secret of Ascension]!"
"Rewards: 10 Talent Points, 30,000 Fa, 200 Gold."
The announcent shook the server.
Earning 10 Talent Points was no small feat. Unlike attributes, talent points directly enhanced skills and could significantly amplify a player's combat potential.
"Well, at least the consolation prize isn't bad…" Bradley, basking in the spotlight, tried to cheer Orson up.
"Wait! Look—there's sothing glowing in the wood!"
Bradley's words snapped Orson out of his disappointnt. His sharp eyes spotted a faint green glimr among the decayed wood.
"There's treasure!"
The two rushed forward. Without the barrier, the debris was easy to clear.
In the center of the rubble lay a small, vibrant sapling—barely the size of a pinky finger. Its jade-like texture shimred, surrounded by an ethereal mist and faint magical runes.
Orson carefully picked it up, his hands trembling with excitent.
[Tree of Rebirth Sapling]
Quality: Divine
Description: A branch of the first tree in existence, reborn every millennium.
Properties: Produces six types of divine fruits:
- Fire: Life Fruit
- Water: Mana Fruit
- Wind: Agility Fruit
- Earth: Resistance Fruit
- Darkness: Critical Fruit
- Light: Luck Fruit
Cultivation Requirents:
- Rootless Water
- Heavenly Divine Soil
Note: Without proper cultivation, the sapling will only bear Life Fruits.
"Oh my god… it's a divine item!" Bradley yelled, his excitent turning into an unrestrained cheer.
The potential of the [Tree of Rebirth] was staggering. The other fruits, combined with the Life Fruits, could grant a player an unparalleled advantage in every stat.
Orson took a deep breath, struggling to contain his excitent. The sapling wasn't just a stroke of luck—it was the start of a potential ga-changer.
Even more importantly, he knew exactly where to find the required cultivation items.
"Rootless Water is in the Northern Desert Forbidden Zone. Heavenly Divine Soil is in the Imperial Capital, at the Holy Light Cathedral."
Orson clenched his fists.
Both locations were incredibly dangerous and far beyond his current capabilities. The Rootless Water was located in a fiery hellscape where anything unprepared would be incinerated instantly.
The Heavenly Divine Soil, on the other hand, was guarded by the Holy Light Dragon—a creature of imnse power that protected the Empire's most sacred treasures.
Dragons in Infinite Dinsions—be they low-ranking or apex predators—were notorious for their overwhelming strength.
Still, Orson had no intention of giving up.
"One day, I'll claim those items." He carefully stashed the sapling in his inventory.
With the dungeon complete, Orson and Bradley returned to the frozen plains outside.
During their absence, the area had grown crowded. Dozens of players had ventured into the snowy wilderness. Most had reached Level 20 and unlocked advanced classes.
A few had yet to finalize their class awakenings, holding out for hidden or superior options.
As the two prepared to teleport back, a commotion caught their attention.
"What the hell, healer?! Are you trying to kill ?!"
"Knight, calm down! My skill is a little... unique."
"Unique my ass! Every ti you heal , my health plumts! Are you cursed?!"
Orson and Bradley froze, watching the chaotic scene.
A small party was locked in battle with three elite snow wolves. Their healer—a petite, panicked priest—was at the center of the turmoil.
Bradley rubbed his eyes in disbelief. "Is that priest… dealing damage to their tank with healing spells?"
Orson nodded, equally bewildered. "Yep. Their knight's health is dropping every ti she heals. I've never seen anything like it."
The party was struggling despite having three awakened players. The healer's antics had turned a manageable fight into an uphill battle.
Their knight chugged health potions desperately, cursing loudly:
"You're killing here! Are you a healer or a serial killer?!"
"Wait, wait!" the priest stamred. "My skill requires your HP to drop below 90% before it works properly! Just trust !"
The party's archer growled, "Trust you? After this disaster?!"
The wolves were slain, but the party quickly turned on their healer.
"I've never t such a god-awful priest in my life. Soone shoot her!"
Panicking, the priest bolted. "Please, let explain! I promise it gets better once my skill activates!"
"Activate this!"
The archer loosed a [Triple Shot], aiming straight for the priest's back.
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