The Dryad first heard the continuous crisp cracking sounds in the air, and then the air suddenly turned cold.
At this moment, the environment, which had originally been noisy due to the awakening of the [Zy'tl Q'ae], fell silent.
She hugged her arms and looked up with difficulty. "The evil tree is.. Fro... frozen!"
The hundreds-of-meters-tall [Zy'tl Q'ae], which had been ferociously baring its fangs and claws, had already turned into a block of solid ice, frozen in place. The cold air was baked into white mist by the sunlight, sweeping through most of the forest.
This scene beyond cognition made the Dryad stiffly turn her head toward that thin man with a ...treacherous face.
Just now, he had said something, and then the [Zy'tl Q'ae] was frozen!
After the [Zy'tl Q'ae] was completely frozen, Demiurge nodded with satisfaction. The world was quiet; the Supreme Being's speech would not be interrupted.
Momonga, who had been interrupted twice, temporarily gave up the idea of continuing his speech and instead looked at the [Zy'tl Q'ae], the hundreds-of-meters-tall evil tree.
"There doesn't seem to be this kind of monster in ehm... maybe later we can..."
Thinking of this, Momonga picked up the Dryad, who was still in a state of numb shock, with one hand and looked at his best friend. "Let's go talk elsewhere."
"No problem." Helant turned to look at the NPCs on standby and smiled. "Then Momonga and I will watch your performance."
After saying that, the two figures disappeared from the spot.
"Everyone, do you still remember the tactics we discussed last night?" Demiurge turned to look at the other Guardians.
His gaze swept over Albedo, Mino, Herox, as well as Mare and Aura, finally landing on Cocytus and Shalltear.
Just last night, Demiurge had made it clear to all the Guardians that the purpose of this operation was to demonstrate the Guardians' ability to work together, rather than a barbaric display of individual bravery.
But... he looked at the [Zy'tl Q'ae], whose figure towered into the clouds, and a trace of concern appeared on his face. "According to Aura's skill detection, the [Zy'tl Q'ae]'s level is 85. Although its HP has been specialized... you are all level 100. Make sure to hold back during the fight later."
If it were accidentally killed, it would be equivalent to indirectly telling the two Supreme Beings that, as Guardians of Nazarick, they could not even control their own power.
In response, the Guardians looked up at the [Zy'tl Q'ae]. They unconsciously clenched their fists and took a few deep breaths... they had to show their advantage, but also not kill the monster.
As expected of the Supreme Beings, the first test is so difficult!
"Then I'll be responsible for restoring the [Zy'tl Q'ae]'s status. Be careful not to use skills that are too outrageous." Mino, wearing a nun habit, had a serious expression on her cute little face.
Albedo, dressed in full armor, looked solemnly at the [Zy'tl Q'ae]. Her task this time was also quite arduous... to help this level 85 wild monster block skills or magic that it could not handle.
Seeing that the two were ready, Demiurge sensed the two Supreme Beings watching from a distance and said coldly, "Everyone, begin!"
Crack!
In the next second, the ice on the [Zy'tl Q'ae] was instantly shattered into powder, reflecting colorful spots of light under the sunlight.
The hundred-meter-tall evil tree took the opportunity to wave hundreds and thousands of branches and roots, whipping toward the Guardians like tentacles.
The air was wildly churned into turbulence, and the strong winds kicked up dust and rolling stones.
This made Shalltear, dressed in her gown, turn cold. She jumped up from the ground in annoyance. "Is it necessary to kick up dust when fighting? My clothes were bestowed by the Supreme Being!"
The [Zy'tl Q'ae] could not understand what the suddenly flying insect was saying; it only instinctively thrust its roots into the sky, attempting to whip Shalltear to death.
At that moment, Cocytus drew the God-Slaying Blade Emperor and slowly walked toward the evil tree.
With every step he took, the sharpness on his body grew stronger, until he approached the hundreds of roots thrust into the sky because of Shalltear.
"Excellent," Cocytus rumbled, his mandibles clicking. "You have drawn its focus. Now, I shall strike."
He gripped his blade with both hands, his focus narrowing until the world around him slowed.
"[Warrior Skill: Severing Flash]"
There was a terrifying, cold pressure of a Level 100 Warrior. The air around Cocytus's blade began to vibrate as he accumulated momentum, his posture perfectly balanced.
Demiurge's eyes widened. Even from a distance, he could feel the sheer destructive potential building in that blade. If Cocytus struck true, the Evil Tree would be cleaved in half instantly. He looked at Albedo, ready to signal for a defensive intervention.
"Wait," Albedo said, her hand raised. "He has a sense of proportion. Look at his angle. He's not aiming for the vital points."
Only then did Demiurge realize that Cocytus was constantly shifting and adjusting his position.
The [God Slaying Emperor Blade] began to glow with a frigid, ghostly blue light, the elemental power of his [Frost King] passive.
He aimed at the roots that were still gathered together on the evil tree, waved his ice-blue arms, and slashed out a blade light.
"[Secret Art: Kurikara Severance]"
Everyone felt their vision go dark, and then a streak of blade light burning with Frost Fire cut through the darkness.
In just a moment of distraction, hundreds and thousands of evil tree roots were silently severed.
And that streak of blade qi disappeared like a ghost.
"Roar!"
Amid the [Zy'tl Q'ae]'s painful wails, Cocytus slowly sheathed the God Slaying Emperor Blade and nodded to Shalltear in the air.
Looking at the two who could coordinate, a gratified smile could not help but appear on Demiurge's face. It seems these two really took it to heart!
It was not in vain that he had asked the maids of the Pleiades to teach them all night about what unity and cooperation were.
Mino flew high into the sky, her white nun habit fluttering in the strong wind. She held her hands in a hollow grip and pointed at the [Zy'tl Q'ae].
"Maximize Magic: Triple: Blessing of Holy Light!"
Three warm beams of light, comparable to the sun, were condensed by Mino with her vast magical power.
She gently closed her hands, and the three beams of light melted into the evil tree's body like a warm sun.
The next moment, the roots that had been severed by Cocytus grew wildly like dead wood meeting spring until they were restored.
"Herox, let's go left and right to control it!" Aura shouted to Herox and Mare while running to one side of the evil tree. "Mare, hit it with your staff later, definitely do not use magic!"
So-called coordinated combat was to use every possible means to create an opportunity for an attack.
Whether it was luring the enemy or controlling the enemy, it was all a means.
Aura's eyes were sharp. Her and Big Bro Herox's strength was too great. To prevent accidentally killing the evil tree, Mare, who was a mage, could only act as a warrior once.
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