Lord of the Truth



*Rumble*

The sky trembled, and the cracks in it increased. Earthquakes hit the ground like never before, even lakes formed whirlpools, and the wind formed hurricanes. The whole area around the battlefield seemed to be in a state of utter chaos; no, the entire planet seemed to be suffering one way or another.

But everyone's eyes were still focused on the gigantic ghostly creatures up in the sky. Their presence and figures struck terror into the hearts of the Mighty Sages already. If these creatures came to fight, then the battle was over; No, THEY were over. They felt like ants just by looking at these existences! They were sure they would all be annihilated with a single wave of any of those creatures' hands.

*buzz*

The moment everyone had been waiting for came. The gigantic ghostly creatures started to raise one of their limbs and point downwards; abnormal strands of laws began to seep from their hands towards the battlefield!

"Ahh... AHHH…"

"G... Go... Let's get out of here!!"

The soldiers of the Sixth Legion held out for about an hour in front of the Giant Bud and the Buds legions in an infernal battle during which not a single one of them thought of breaking the formation, but now each and everyone started running in a random direction!

"Hahaha, do you realize how small you are now that you stand in the presence of the Wizards of Greenland? There is no escape for you today." The giant bud laughed hysterically and struck the ground with its feet

A wall of ancient roots shot out in an instant and surrounded the battlefield, then rapidly rose up until it was difficult for even sages to fly above!

"HAHAHA! Yes, Yes!! This world shall be mine! MINE!!" The giant bud now doesn't look much worse than when it first appeared, all the heavy injuries that Jabba suffered to inflict on him are mostly healed.

"NOO!!!!"

"Leave me! Please leave me alone!! Please, no, I don't want to end up like them!!! AAHH!!!!"

At that moment, while the members of the Sixth Legion were busy trying to dig up the roots to escape, they heard desperate cries, screams in the language of the Greenlanders.

When they all looked behind them, they saw a strange sight. All the law strands sent down by the gigantic ghostly creatures -or the wizards- were concentrated in five adjacent cores in the center of the battlefield, each of these cores forming what looked like octopus tentacles and starting to pull the high-level buds towards them... These cores were attacking the buds and not the soldiers!!

Whenever a Bud approaches a sufficient distance, his consciousness disappears from his eyes entirely, and it stops screaming before it is thrown like a piece of garbage by the tentacles toward the core.

The remaining buds all fell into a state of panic and joined the soldiers of the Sixth Legion in trying to find a solution to escape from the Ancient Roots Prison!

The strange, chaotic situation left the minds of the soldiers of the Sixth Legion unable to comprehend what was happening. That short battle that started just about an hour ago had so many turning points that they could tell stories about it for several generations to come!!

But the shocks did not stop there. At that moment, a voice shook the entire area, "Hoffenheim, You dare? You are harming what you have sought all your life to obtain!!"

The giant bud looked up with a crazed smile, "Why don't I dare? Didn't you see that they were about to kill my first Warlord? Isn't it normal for me to make another one?"

Another voice resounded in the sky, "Stop this foolishness now! The Warlords are indestructible, and you know it; if you just stood there quietly, that vile creature would lose his strength then you would have been able to trample on him easily! Are you really going to use this nonsense as an excuse to make five more Warlords?! You have already halted the Refinement process for thousands of years by creating your first Warlord, but you want to multiply that period five times? No, you're going to cause permanent damage to our world like this! You're insane!!"

"Hmph, you should have agreed to send help from the beginning, you didn't want help, and now you're stopping me from helping myself? Do you think I'll wear myself out in this war and then come and finish me off? Damn you all! I don't need you anymore; I can protect myself by myself!"

A third voice appeared, this one trying to pretend to be a little calmer, "Be careful, Hoffenheim, the use of the planet's wizards violates the laws of nature, it causes damage to the laws of the world and thus damages the soul of the world… Wasn't it enough for you to make one Warlord? Damaging the world's soul is a clear breach of all that we stand for. If you don't stop making the five new Warlords immediately, you will make us all your enemies."

*bzzzzzzzztt*

"AAAHHHH"

"Taking me as an enemy? Hehe... HAHAHAHA, I am the one who will come after you! I want to see how you will stand up to my six warlords!" The giant bud on which Hoffenheim flies opened his hands wide and laughed loudly, "After I finish you lot off and clean the world of the humans, the world will be mine alone. In that case, what if I have to wait for another hundred or two hundred thousand years to continue the refinement process? At least I will no longer have to compete with you old things and wouldn't have to worry about the human rats plotting against me. Everything will be mine and mine alone!"

"Hoffenheim, you stupid scum! This can't be something you came up with during this war. Is that what you were planning all along? Do you think the world spirit will forgive you after killing every intelligent creature? Didn't you remember how we were punished for what we did to the Treant race? The world spirit would undoubtedly kill you for it!! And what would you do in the refinement process if you were to do it Alone? We've been helping each other to refine the world spirit for two hundred thousand years, yet we haven't reached a quarter of the way tell today, and now you've sacrificed all your accomplishments in the refinement process in order to summon the Wizards effect and create more Warlords, you think you can start over by yourself? There is no immortality in this world; you will die Before you get to anything!!" A new voice yelled forcefully, though it was trying to hide; anxiety and anger were evident in its voice, "Secondly, do you think we're a fish on a cutting board? You will not be able to defeat our combined armies even if you have six warlords!"

"Hmph, you dare threaten me with the world spirit? Even if I kill you all, There is no way that the spirit would punish me by killing the last intelligent organism in the world, it may just give me several tribulations to vent its anger and then start trying to produce another intelligent race, but we will see if it succeeds while I am here! As for what I will do after eliminating you, it has nothing to do with you, And also... Hehe, you say if I won't be able to defeat you? And you are going to stop me from using what exactly? I know all about you, old fellows. We haven't spent hundreds of thousands of years together in vain. Look here, these strangers have armies that can crush you all but look at them now," Then the huge bud pointed towards where Robin was standing, "Look! They came from a different world, ready to conquer us all, only to die at my hands alone. Look at the despair in the eyes of my enemies!! Look at the--- Hmm?"

When the Giant Bud looked at Robin, he found him smiling.

No, not just smile. 

This smile wasn't trying to show off defiance or confidence.

Robin was practically grinning from ear to ear, staring at the five cores with his bright eyes.

At this moment, The True Beginning Emperor, Robin Burton, was like a little kid who got a new toy.