The World Tree

The Royal Capital and sacred grounds of the elves, Elven Gard (Fuck it! I don't want to think hard on the names), home of the World Tree, and pride of the elves.

With the World Tree's influence on the surrounding area, it created the famous Royal Woods. The forest is unique for its absurdly tall and thick trees, and rare magical herbs grow within these parts often.

It is unknown to many, except the Noble Families of the Elves, that the World Tree cleanses and blesses its situated land and air. The tree even gives birth to nature spirits, born from its fruits. It's called World Fruits. (Creativity 100%)

The spirits are also a critical aspect of nature; they nurture the land that surrounds the World Tree. They are the blessing that the tree gives; the hands and feet of the tree.

Of course, spirits also tend to venture off and spread the tree's blessings elsewhere. They fertile the soil, clean the air where they travel and even allow themselves to get contracted when they spot someone worthy.

However, what happens when the World Tree disappears from the world? The mana that gets produced from the core of the planet doesn't get cleaned and processed.

The mana emitted from the core of the planet is too potent, raw energy. The robust and unruly mana are the creators of monsters that are a danger to everyone.

Therefore the Elves do not engage in needless warfare and instead place their efforts in taking care of the World Tree. For having the racial talents with nature magic, they tasked themselves as the protectors of the World Tree.

Alas, human greed and stupidity surpass all, infinite and insatiable. Humans knew the existence of the World Tree and have seen the elves' bountiful harvests all year long.

There's also another title for the country of elves, the breadbasket of Barithea; the elves hold 60% of Barithea's crop export.

And this is where humanity's greed focused. Human Kingdoms wanted land closer to the World Tree; they wanted to become closer to its blessings. So much so, kingdoms and empires go to war over the neighboring lands of the elves.

However, the wars stopped when a triumphant empire emerged from the wars and united under one flag. They remained quiet after their victory, healing their wounds and gearing to take the entirety of the blessing.

Eventually, this one massive Empire wanted the lands of the elves—under the excuse of population increase. The so-called talks happened, but they failed since the Empire's goal wasn't one meager plot of land. They wanted the country and its elves to serve them!

And so, a massive war broke out. Droves of mages and fully-armed knights stormed the Royal Woods, pillaging Elven villages left and right.

The elves, of course, fought back. They should and must; it's their home.

Unfortunately, the countless numbers of Humans were the leading factor to the unstoppable invasions. There were only a hundred thousand elves, while the Humans held millions; the difference was unfair.

And this brings us present-day Elven Gard, covered in smoke and flames. Knights roamed the place, gathering as many elves as they could; they were the best gardeners, after all.

The World Tree was still standing strong, but every elf with the knowledge knew that it would soon die and wither. The Nirvalen family escaped with its core, after all. Meaning the blessings that the Empire wanted are already gone.

The Nirvalen Family may have escaped weeks ago, but it's only been today that Elven Gard collapsed under the might of the Empire's numbers. You could say that humans fucked each other to win.

And currently, the mages and knights of the Empire are trying to storm the entrance of the World Tree. The World Tree is two kilometers in height and thick enough to make it look sturdy and unshakable.

However, with the combined might of bombs, magical fire, and the bombardment from flying ships, the massive doors of the tree were about to break open.

The Duke, leading the army entrusted by the Emperor, had a grin on him. They gave him full support since they expected gains after conquering the World Tree's lands. Any many who fails with this type of support should end themselves because of incompetency.

The Royal family and surviving elves have already bunked down inside the tree, spending the few scant hours they have left in silence. Morale was gone. Some were already casting suicidal spells that burn life essence for a short power boost.

However, before they could cast such spells, the constant bombardment on the tree's door stopped. Instead, a voice filled with anger resounded.

"YOU DAMN BAGS OF FLESH DARE DESECRATE BOOKS!? SUCH SINS DESERVE THE REWARD OF DEATH... with a side of experimentation."

[Outside, Some minutes ago]

Kara has arrived in a blitz of worry, especially when she saw large columns of smoke from afar. She was a bit late since she massacred every company of knights and mages she encountered, a few seconds each company.

And upon arrival in Elven Gard, she was distraught! The only thing standing was the World Tree! All the potential books within the others buildings, gone!

What? Do you think Kara wouldn't care for those books outside of the World Tree? Of course, not! She would hoard any amount of books and read them for herself!

But the sight before her is soul-wrenching—ashes created by the second from the raging flames. Imagine the secret potion recipes a grandmother elf had stored or wicked curses that a black sheep of some family had!

The potential knowledge, gone!

Due to all these thoughts ringing out in her mind, she voiced out her anger. "YOU DAMN BAGS OF FLESH DARE DESECRATE BOOKS!? SUCH SINS DESERVE THE REWARD OF DEATH... with a side of experimentation."

Her voice got infused with mana, and she didn't bother controlling the output! Her voice traveled through the ears of everyone, the Duke included.

When they saw the perpetrator of the voice, they saw an Angel of their dreams. The Angel had a unique halo to the side and four majestic wings, a heavenly sight.

But it was all ruined when the Angel erupted a massive magic circle above her. The beings of Barithea aren't like the Humans of Earth; they can easily sense mana.

And the amount of mana they are sensing from Kara's attack was enormous; the mana felt like needles pricking their skin. It doesn't feel like coke anymore.

Upon activating the spell, hundreds upon hundreds of chained spearheads descended from the spell's circle and homed in on the Empire's army.

Yep, they were the Chains of Heaven, used to stab the heads of mortal flesh.

The Duke witnessing this, immediately retreated. He knew the Empire had provoked an unknown entity, an entity of great power. Humanity wasn't magically talented, but they advanced through magical science instead.

Combined with their easy breeding, it became a straightforward route for success in war. While others learned years in the art of magic, they went a different way.

However, they never created personal guns. They instead invented flying masses of ships, massive cannons, and their masterpiece, the flying Capital of Barithea.

Anyway, when the Duke thought he could escape easily, he was wrong. Kara, with her chains, dragged him to her. From her eyes, she noticed that the Duke had mana circuits, different from the mana cores that every other pleb had here.

Kara wasn't interested in a mana core of a person; she had a way of creating it for a person, after all. But what she didn't know was the creation of mana circuits for a person.

Well, Kara also wanted to know the difference between Earth's and Barithea's humans, so many things to learn!

"M-Mons-!" but before he could say anything annoying, Kara placed him in a stasis spell. The spell had nothing to do with time; it merely stopped everything. The degradation of cells, bodily movement, thought, everything.

She then began reading the memories of the Duke, and the knowledge gained made her drool. "Hehe~ a flying city! A perfect place to plant my World Tree! I'll remodel it too! Those pesky dirty flesh bags dirtied it, tsk!"

"As for the citizens? Oh, well. I'll follow their doctrine or saying, might is right! Innocent elves got killed and displaced, so my actions might as well be a lesson for them.

It certainly is out of the goodness of my heart, yup! It has nothing to do with me wanting a flying city as my base. Yup! Truly, righteous."

After musing to herself, she sensed all the elves and spirits in the surrounding area and inside the World Tree. As she did so, she teleported them all to where Aerys was.

She couldn't bother explaining what just happened, anyway. Too bothersome!

Kara was already drooling in place, just by thinking of all the books inside. But before she could relish her work, she teleported the Duke back to Earth, inside her funhouse in the secret forest. In that particular 'house' — no normal being can escape it.

Since Kara still had an open portal running, sending him there was dirt cheap.

With everything out of the way, Kara barged through the doors of the World Tree and automatically stored every book she passed through. Yes. Kara invented a spell where she senses any book, and upon nearing the books, they get stored in her dimensional storage.

While all this was happening, outside the tree, the chains of heavens were piercing any soldier it found. The chains, after all, are under the will of Kara.

Who would've thought the owner was blissfully expanding her collection of books while doing a massacre. It took some hours collecting all the books and for the brutality to end as well.

After she did so, Kara was now outside the tree, staring at it like a gigantic piece of material for crafting and potion-making. Well, it is, sadly. She happily looked at this while mounds of bodies formed just below her.

'Sung Jin-Woo only had barks of the World Tree; I have A World Tree itself. I wonder if the leaves are different? If someone smokes those leaves, would they ascend to Godhood? Research is needed.'

"Anyway, let's store you for now, shall we?" she happily said. If the tree had a soul, it'd probably prefer to get burnt to ashes and pass on peacefully.

*Swoop!*

When the tree got stored, a massive crater was left, and the perpetrator was blissfully happy.

"Now, the Flying Capital is next!" she exclaimed and sent a mental transmission to Aerys about her plan.

[Aerys' Place]

A large group of elves and spirits just got teleported to Aerys' place. He didn't know what to make of it. But he didn't need to since the elves hugged each other and were happy that the World Tree's core was safe.

They have already given up on the old World Tree, only if they knew of its current fate they might protest... just a bit.

The spirits were the size of only several inches, the tallest being 4-inches in height. The spirits acted like children, zooming across the elves and even bumping on them from time to time.

Some elves were confused about the current situation, but they could only wait for their supposed savior. The recently rescued elves from Elven Guard, only those outside the World Tree saw Kara; the ones inside didn't see her.

When Aerys thought Kara was soon coming back, he got a mental transmission of Kara's new plan. He could only hoot in annoyance.

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(CHEERS)

AN: BTW, Think's name in NGNL is Nilvalen. I accidentally spelled it as Nirvalen, but I kept it as Nirvalen.