Hero Creator: The Last Hero
Ch. 20 — Last Juggernauts

A barrier that destroys a barrier, territory or Territory strongly destroys Acnologia's Territory. A terrifying power that was demonstrated a thousand years ago.

World Tree, the place where the origin of the fairies including the Spirit Tree was born. No one knew where the mother of the fairies was, not even the first Spirit created in the form of a giant tree knew it.

“You may have forgotten about this, Acnologia!” Sylph stretched out her arms and deployed large roots to ensnare Acnologia.

Acnologia flies away from the deployed roots, despite knowing that it is futile. Inside a Territory there was almost no chance of escape. He needed to destroy it with a stronger power or a stronger Territory.

“Free only.” Sylph measured her hands, immediately a large tree moved, what looked like a face emerged from her large trunk.

The tree that was even in size reached the sky, now moved to attack him. Something that could even shake Acnologia, the existence of the tree became its greatest fear.

In an instant, dozens of roots pierced through his body, even his Dragon Core was pierced by those roots. Terrible, one matching word describes it.

“Not ... just crush ... my core ... but also suck it ..” Acnologia does not speak well.

The pain spread to the corners of his body, an experience he had very rarely obtained. During these years of silence, he simply spent time sleeping and gathering strength.

Hoping to defeat even a God, in fact he lost all the power he had accumulated a thousand years for this one battle. Really, if he knew it would be like this, he would prepare a very powerful and mature strategy.

It is true that negligence leads to defeat, an understatement gets him killed. Hate to admit it, man turns out to be very strong from his shadow.

“This is the end of you, Acnologia.” Sylph stretched out her hand and gripped the air firmly.

Along with his clenched hand, something within Acnologia was shattered. His strength stored within it burst out and was immediately absorbed by the giant tree without lagging behind in the least.

“Tree of the World, the mother of all the plants and fairies of this world. His strength was able to absorb other powers and even the soul of his target. You won't escape.”

The first tree in the world, the giant tree between heaven and hell. You could say, from this tree the seeds of trees in the world come from. Those who disappeared would return to him, even the Spirit Tree also came from him.

Yggdrasil, the world tree. Various names have it, but all living things in the world will immediately know it if it is Yggdrasil. How not? A being made of light is born of it.

“If the angel is the fruit of the world tree or known to Yggdrasil, we fairies are the flowers that fail to be the fruit. Trees growing in the universe are the result of falling leaves, Sylph said.

Undine and Sylph-level fairies come from flowers that fall before they can become fruit, so they are suitable to be called creatures that fail to become angels.

Not many knew the story, only the fairies and those who escaped the cruel incident a thousand years ago knew about it.

Although Sylph was extremely happy not to be such an existence, but because it was also what made them unable to oppose the heavens.

Being neutral is not their desire. But participating in the Ragnarok war is also not their desire. Such ambiguous, neutral circumstances may not be a bad choice.

“Padalaan ... Only products ... Failing from the World Tree. How can ... Make it as ... Territory!” Acnologia is covered in blood.

From where the roots pierced his body, to the blood that came out of his mouth, he was approaching a dying state. Before reaching the next stage, he wanted to hear what he wanted to know.

But the World Tree, it is absurd that it is the realization of the power of Sylph. The mother of plants and angels, how can it form in a Territory?

“I didn't ask him to, but he gave me this power. Territory is not difficult to get. There are many ways, starting from a skill, R**une Stone, even soul changes and foreign powers such as Rigel.”

“Fruit falls not far from the tree, but the flower that fails to become a fruit does too. World Tree loves us fairies, she gave a small part of her power to me through the Spirit Tree, to protect my people.”

In short, the World Tree is not a form of realization of its power, but a small part of the power of the World Tree in the form of Natural Controlling skills and develops to realize the Territory.

Rigel has three territories. The Sea Mastery of Hydra, the Land of Death that came from the Necromancer ability, as well as the Void's Vapour.

Sylph likely bears a resemblance to him, there are many parts of power that he is hiding. For some reason, Sylph did not want to reveal her cards any further than this.

“Kharghahaha, as it is. Too bad ... Just so you know, this ... Not ... Ends ..”

Along with Acnologia's weakened voice, Sylph turned around waving her hand, immediately the plucked roots sprouted tiny spines from Acnologia's blood and left her torn to shreds.

Not quite getting there, a gigantic spear of light pierced through the Territory and split the Acnologia's two bodies. The World Tree faded, Sylph who returned to her normal state knelt respectfully, smiling gently to her mother's World Tree.

There is no need to be dramatic, their meetings and breakups are so short that there is no emotional turmoil whatsoever.

Sylph realizes that the spear Hero, Takumi has withdrawn his powers. He did not receive the curse for not using fully the power of the curse. Somehow, he seemed to have partially controlled the Idler Curse.

For Ozaru, he still hasn't returned to his humanoid form, lucky he didn't go berserk and cause chaos. But this is not happiness. In this fight, they had to witness the extinction of the Giant race.

Sylph approached Gahdevi. His giant body began to smoke and crack, his death was confirmed. Sylph looked on sadly, had she known that Legia's last lineage was still left, it wouldn't have been surprising if Sylph would have helped her stay alive.

“Last giant, descendant of Legia, Gahdevi. I swear I will make your name, your race, as a meritorious creature who destroyed Acnologia and played a major role in the future war of Ragnarok. I promise to keep the world in mind that you once existed.” Sylph gave her last respects.

Coinciding with him, Garfiel and Leo reached the location. They were very late, watching the gigantic body with a face familiar to them, tears welling up.

“Not possible, right? Uncle Gahdevi, dead? A person as strong as him was defeated by that lizard?” Garfiel was the least able to accept his death.

In the underground city, Darkness. Very few people cared enough for the slaves. Gahdevi, who was also a fighter like him, often used the money he could to feed large quantities of food to slaves.

He did not buy slaves and set them free, because they would eventually be caught again. Because of this, he chose to distribute food and care to other slaves.

For a man like Garfiel who fought to save his brother, Gahdevi was like a savior.

“If I were faster, this wouldn't happen!”

The crying became more so, Leo who was a little crying could only remain petrified. Sylph gave her sympathy. Anyhow anyone will know that tears will not bring back life.