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Chapter 247

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There were many reasons why creatures in this world could become gods.

Perhaps it was because they were born with good luck, or perhaps it was because of hard work. Helga's case was probably due to the combination of both.

This witch's strange ideas about the family emblem didn't just include fusing the Guardian God and the World Tree together.

The essence of the earth was to bear, but it was also good at separating.

For example, on Helga's soul image, the World Tree and the honey badger were embroidered on Helga's skirt. On Jon's soul image, the World Tree and the black bird resting on the tree were engraved on his tuxedo.

This was a very powerful way to express soul energy. At first, Jon didn't know about it, until he studied the mysterious culture and the era of gods more deeply.

While his admiration for Helga grew day by day, his understanding of the World Tree Emblem also grew.

For example, when he couldn't unlock the soul seal in the stone piece, he immediately thought of using the World Tree to solve the seal.

However, he didn't have the key back then, and the power of the portrait wasn't enough. Without someone to guide him, he couldn't send the stone piece into the Demonic Fairy Castle.

Now, Perrenal's craftsmanship was top-notch. Even according to Helga's standards, it was just a little bit away from incorporating the law of space.

However, this law wasn't necessary in the first place.

Seeing that the elves in the garden had stopped, Jon stood up from the stool and shook the stone piece in his hand.

The garden elves had already dispersed. Jon walked on air to the tree, leaned against the trunk, and slowly sat down.

He opened his palms, closed his eyes, and started chanting a long spell.

Delaire waved her magic wand in the air, commanding the garden elves to spread out and protect Jon.

While Jon was chanting, the stone in his hand also floated up from his palm. The words engraved on it gradually faded, turning into a transparent ribbon that hung towards the branch of the World Tree above Jon's head.

Behind the stone, the half of the World Tree carving also glowed, gradually sinking into Jon's forehead.

In Jon's ears, the sound of waves suddenly sounded.



After an unknown amount of time, Jon awoke from the blurred and obscure whirlpool. He felt that his soul had been occupied by exhaustion. At this time, he was not as clear-headed as usual. His brain was only left with a grogginess.

He couldn't even remember what he saw in the dream, but he remembered a hoarse whisper and a ghastly darkness.

He seemed to be … having a nightmare.

However, the memory of this "nightmare" was like alcohol exposed to the sun. It quickly evaporated into the air and then disappeared without a trace. Soon, he even forgot about the darkness in his dream.

If not for the gentle glow of the World Tree still enveloping him, he would have probably forgotten that he had dreamt and just treated it as a nap.

He returned without success.

Jon sighed and picked up the glowing and swollen stone from the air.

The stone was opened, but he didn't know what kind of memory was sealed in it by the senior of his family. It actually made Jon almost lose control of his soul.

It was really too strange.

"What kind of information is it? Even the curse of the Age of Darkness couldn't be more powerful, right? "

Jon looked at the stone in his hand with a headache. The records of the Age of Darkness were, of course, chaos and disorder. However, the only problem was that he didn't understand why the senior of his family wanted to investigate the history of the Age of Darkness.

That history had nothing to do with the World Tree!

He lowered his head. The World Tree carving on the stone flickered with a green light. It was a color that symbolized life, but now it looked like a terrifying virus left behind from the Age of Darkness. It made people feel uneasy.

In fact, Jon didn't know why he wanted to decipher the contents of this stone. Maybe it was because of a moment of impulse, or maybe it was because Grindvall did something.

This thing had a strange attraction to him, making him very curious about what was recorded in it.

Curiosity killed the fish.

However, because Jon didn't seem to understand the records, the records were still stored in the stone.

Seeing that Jon had woken up, Delaire, who was floating in the air, landed. Beside the Elf Leader, a black swallow without feet flapped its wings, announcing its existence to Jon.

Jon reached out and touched the head of his Guardian Angel. He didn't know why this black bird was here, but when he thought about it, it had something to do with why he didn't subconsciously use the traces of the laws in his dream to understand the soul code sealed in the stone.

"Thanks, Blackie."

The black Guardian Angel let out a clear cry, then turned into a black light and drilled between Jon's eyebrows.

Jon was no longer sensitive to the uniqueness of his Guardian Angel, because Dumbledore's Undying Bird Fox was the same. It wasn't strange for a Guardian Angel to become a life form.

The only problem was that with Jon's current strength, he couldn't make his Guardian Angel become a pure and complete body like Dumbledore.

"Your Highness, are you leaving?"

Jon nodded. With the key, he could enter and exit the Demonic Fairy Castle at any time, so there was no need to stay in the castle for so long.

However, the stone could be placed here.

"I'll leave now. Put this here and hang it on the tree. I think you can do it."

Delaire nodded, carefully growing a flower from the ground and wrapping the stone in it.

As the Elf Leader of the Garden who was personally bestowed a soul by Helga, Delaire inherited Helga's talent in nature magic, and because of Helga's dominating ability in this space, her nature magic was very powerful.

However, this wasn't what Jon needed to pay attention to now.

… …

When Jon opened his eyes again, he was already in his room.

He looked around and saw that Stephen was next to the fireplace, sleeping on the sofa under a blanket.

So Jon quietly got up from the bed and looked at the magic calendar on the table. A day had passed.

The dream in the Demonic Immortal Castle took up almost a day's time.

Sighing helplessly, Jon walked out of the door, washed his face with the Clear Water Spell, and then quietly left the training ground.

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