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Chapter 1249 - Chapter 1249 Chapter 812 The Collapse of Consciousness

Chapter 1249: Chapter 812: The Collapse of Consciousness Chapter 1249: Chapter 812: The Collapse of Consciousness Negris flew over and stretched out his claw, trying to poke the unicorn’s sharp horn.

“What are you doing? Get your dirty claws off me,” the unicorn shouted menacingly.

Negris was startled, “You can see me?” Aren’t these creatures of light only able to see the Little Sapling and the Tree of Life?

“Why wouldn’t I see you? You’re just a yellow, shit-colored four-legged lizard. Do you think you can become invisible?” the unicorn said disdainfully.

By now, Negris had grown immune to being called a lizard and retorted hands on hips, “And what are you? A colorful horse?”

“You’re the horse, you yellow lizard, you’re the horse, you are!” the unicorn yelled back.

Their bickering talents didn’t even come close to Lightning’s, and Negris felt nothing. He exaggeratedly twisted his neck to the side so his short arms could reach his ear hole. While digging his ear, he asked, “So am I a lizard or a horse?”

“You… you… you…” the unicorn got so angry, it couldn’t finish a sentence and exploded into fragments.

Negris was shocked. Was his arguing skill that powerful? Had he actually caused his opponent to explode? Was everything okay?

Anthony hurriedly stepped forward and spoke loudly, “To the beautiful, pure unicorn elf, I’m terribly sorry for intruding into this peaceful world. My companion is just a juvenile dragon who hasn’t seen much of the world and got a bit scared. Please forgive its naivety and ignorance.”

Negris played along as usual, immediately widening his eyes and showing an expression of ‘innocent ignorance,’ though his acting was not very convincing and he looked somewhat foolish.

But maybe it was indeed purity, as not far away, the light reconvened into the shape of the unicorn, seemingly half-suspiciously sizing them up.

“Nice to meet you, pure elf. Earlier you said this place is the Consciousness Space of the Tree God. Is the Tree God you mentioned similar to my companion here?” Anthony asked.

True to his reputation as the old God Stick, able to speak the language of the living and communicate through soul vibrations with the Undead, Anthony’s words quickly warmed his relationship with the unicorn, emphasizing his “two companions.”

Their ability to enter here was solely due to the Little Sapling. The God of Life has also mentioned that there was the presence of a parent plant here, so these creatures of light must be related to the Tree of Ten Thousand Realms.

Among his companions, not only was there the ‘naive juvenile dragon,’ but also two related to the Tree of Ten Thousand Realms.

The unicorn also recalled this. Its gaze fell on the God of Life, asking curiously, “There is the aura of the Tree God on you. Are you the child of the Tree God?”

“I guess so, and who are you?” the God of Life asked leisurely.

“That must be it then, your tone is just like that of the Tree God,” the God of Life’s tone reminded the unicorn of some unpleasant memories, and it said in a sad tone, “I am the guardian elf of the Consciousness Space, my name is Awuli.”

Negris said in the Soul Network, “Awuli means ‘rainbow’ in the ancient Elvish language.”

Anthony was startled, “You understand ancient Elvish?”

Negris, with his tail perked up, said, “Of course! Please loudly call out my divine name–God of Knowledge.”

Ignoring him, Anthony then asked, “Is this the Consciousness Space of the Tree God? Why are you here?”

Awuli tilted her head and asked confusedly, “If not here, then where?”

Anthony blinked thoughtfully.

This question is quite tricky. Normally, upon hearing this question, one would say they are here for some reason, but Awuli was puzzled as to why Anthony would ask such a question. In its cognition, being here was a given.

Is it really a given? The Tree of Ten Thousand Realms is dead, yet its Consciousness Space is teeming with creatures made of light. Does that make sense?

It doesn’t make sense. Normally, whose Consciousness Space can exist independently?

However, Awuli didn’t have this knowledge. She felt it was perfectly logical for these creatures of light to exist, as well as for Ange and the others to arrive. That’s why she was puzzled by Anthony’s question. If not here, then where?

Realizing this, Anthony immediately changed tactics, explaining, “What I meant was, besides you, is there anyone else here? Where is the God of Tree?”

Awuli said puzzledly, “You’re weird. This is the Consciousness Space of the God of Tree, a part of the tree god’s consciousness, and yet you ask where the tree god is? The tree god is right here.”

Anthony hesitated for a moment, then tentatively asked, “Do you know that the tree god has already died?”

Awuli’s eyes widened incredulously, standing frozen on the spot.

As a creature outlined by light, when it widened its eyes, the colorful light swirled around in them, making it seem like it was about to faint any moment.

After quite a while, still frozen in place with eyes whirling with light, Awuli’s entire outline suddenly collapsed, breaking into countless points of light that fell to the ground like sand.

At the same time, the entire colorful world, all the light collapsed, turning into countless points of light. It looked like a world built from sand that suddenly collapsed, scattering about, leaving only that gigantic tree still standing in the center of the space.

“What’s going on? What did you do? Why is everything falling apart?” Negris could no longer pretend to be ignorant and urgently asked.

With a sorrowful face, Anthony remorsefully said, “I punctured its self-cognition, causing it to detach from the Consciousness Space, and then it just collapsed. Remember what the elder told us about the Consciousness Space of the Divine Aspect of Light?”

The first time Ange encountered the Divine Aspect of Light, he had experienced a battle in the Consciousness Space, where those floating and sinking shadows were completely unaware that they were not normal creatures.

Like the crops simulated in the Simulated Magic Formation, if they were conscious, they would think they were real plants, not simulations. If they knew this fact, their cognition would be disturbed.

This Awuli was the same; it knew this was a Consciousness Space and knew it was the guardian spirit of the Consciousness Space, but it didn’t know what the Consciousness Space represented, because for it, being here was simply natural–the world itself was natural.

However, it clearly knew one thing: this was the Consciousness Space of the God of Tree, but Anthony’s words had informed it of a fact–the tree god had already died.

This was the most cautious probe by Anthony; he didn’t directly say, “You are consciousness abstracts,” but simply that the tree god was dead. Unexpectedly, Awuli still couldn’t bear it, causing the entire Consciousness Space to collapse.

“Ah?!” Negris didn’t know what to say. Could it collapse just like that? That was just too–something?

Ange had been silently observing, and suddenly turned to look behind him.

Everyone hurriedly looked back, only to see a massive snake head squeezing through the still-open entrance to the Divine Realm, staring with vertical pupils, shocked at the light-formed giant tree in the center of space, urgently saying:

“It’s the Spirit of the Tree God, the Spirit of the Tree God, my goodness, look what we’ve found? The Spirit of the Tree God, the legendary spirit that can control the Tree of Ten Thousand Realms if found, oh my, after tens of thousands of years, we’ve found it. Quick, quick, quick, inform the will of the Void.”

The moment the giant snake finished speaking, a colorful lightning bolt tore through the space, striking it fiercely.

The snake’s vertical pupils lost their vigor, slowly turning round, as the consciousness also faded from its body.

At the other end of the lightning, an angry unicorn snorted colorful breaths, the light slowly outlining its robust form.

Compared to the previous slender stature, the silhouette of this unicorn now resembled a heavily armored muscle war chariot.