The majestic mountain range was leveled, with only the peak where the World Tree stood piercing the space between heaven and earth.
Centered around the World Tree, ethereal roots spread out in all directions like the veins of a human body. Qiuqiu's Dragon Claw emerged from one of these roots, gripping the golden-haired man tightly.
The dragons fleeing the mountain range witnessed this scene and descended to the ground one after another, prostrating toward the World Tree like zealous devotees offering their most sincere faith to their god.
The golden-haired man, gazing at the World Tree's vast network of roots, showed a color of despair in his golden eyes. His breathing became more and more rapid under the Dragon Claw's restraint, and the golden veins on his face bulged.
"Nidhogg... you can't kill me, as long as you spare me... I will never touch... the World Tree again."
