In the distance, Souta stared at the monsters pouring out of the spatial cracks, their grotesque forms spilling into the world as enormous tentacles pried the rifts wider.
'Hmmm... So that's how it is.'
Souta finally understood how the Lord of the Wood had appeared in this land. The arrival of such an entity was bound to draw the attention of the higher beings from the Immortal Land. Before long, they would begin arriving at this location one after another.
The Holy Lands had originally planned to launch an all-out assault against the Lord of the Wood, yet for some reason, they had never carried out their plan. Instead, they had merely dispatched a few God-rank beings to the three theaters.
They dared to launch an all-out attack against the Ruler of Gluttony, but they never did it against the Lord of the Wood. No matter how he think about it, it's strange.
