I Ascend to the Divine Throne through Arcane Means

Lonely Mountain City,

The aura released by Lis spread recklessly throughout the city.

The sun's rays pierced through the turbulent clouds above Lonely Mountain City, causing the white clouds in front of the Royal Palace to suddenly tremble.

The aura of Lis went unnoticed by those below the Legendary Realm, but everyone in the city could see the immense phenomenon appearing before the Dwarf Kingdom.

The first to appear in the sky was a touch of lush green, a color deeper than emerald and more vibrant than spring buds.

When the first branch appeared in the air, the trees in the entire Lonely Mountain City seemed to sway slightly, as if in worship towards this direction.

A gigantic, unimaginably vast shadow of a verdant tree slowly emerged from the center of the ripple in the sky.

It was as though it stepped out of an ancient myth, countless green leaves manifesting in the air, bursting into tender new buds in an instant.

The trunk was as robust as a giant pillar connecting heaven and earth, each pattern like a mysterious rune carved by the years, telling ancient stories unknown to people, with spiral grooves filled with the ancient memories of the Gaia World.

The enormous canopy blocked out the sun, its lush branches and leaves seemingly capable of encompassing the whole world, each leaf twinkling with lively light like the radiant stars in the night sky, casting soft and holy illumination.

Every leaf appeared as a miniature world carved from emerald, with liquid life force flowing through its veins.

When the shadow of the World Tree Yggdrasil covered Lonely Mountain City, all living things heard a resonance from the depths of their souls, as if hearing the whisper of the first wind across buds at the dawn of the Gaia World.

The first to notice the change was Dwarf King Preston, sitting upon the Black Iron Throne.

He was sitting with eyes closed on the throne, with a pile of unread documents on the table before him.

In the moment Lis released the surging aura, the war axe engraved with complex runes beside the throne suddenly emitted a clear hum.

"Who is it?"

Preston instantly opened his eyes and stood up, looking ahead with a somewhat grave expression.

This Legendary Aura was not extraordinarily powerful to him, nor did it exhibit any hostility.

But who in Lonely Mountain City would dare so recklessly to challenge the Dwarf Royal Court?

At this moment, Preston sensed a unique ripple appearing within Lonely Mountain City.

His expression changed, and the war axe by the throne immediately flew into his hand.

With a flicker, when Preston reappeared, he was atop the royal palace.

He saw with his own eyes that towering giant tree, whose canopy seemed to cover the entire Lonely Mountain City!

"This is... the projection of the World Tree Yggdrasil!"

Preston's beard trembled fiercely with excitement, and he tightly gripped the war axe in his hand.

At this moment, all those who had reached the Legendary Realm felt the eternal pressure from the World Tree, as if a slumbering deity was slowly waking from the source of the river of time.

At this moment, the shadow of the World Tree gently began to sway, countless green lights streaming down from the canopy.

This light, like a thin veil, gently enveloped the entire Lonely Mountain City.

The once hard and cold stony ground faintly exuded a trace of warmth and vitality under this light. Even the dust hanging in the air seemed to be given life, transforming into tiny golden particles that danced and frolicked in the light.

The dwarves in Lonely Mountain City were busy as usual, scattered across various corners of the city.

Some wielded hammers in front of the forging furnace, sparks flying; others moved ores in warehouses, heavy footsteps echoing through the narrow streets; still others gathered in taverns, drinking heartily, laughing and chatting loudly...

However, the moment the shadow of the World Tree appeared, it was as if a pause button had been pressed on the entire Lonely Mountain City, and all sounds came to an abrupt halt.

The dwarves stopped their actions, their eyes filled with shock and awe.

The usually steadfast and courageous dwarves had expressions of disbelief on their faces, and at this moment, they seemed like devout believers, involuntarily setting down their tools and cups, slowly kneeling, and deeply bowing towards the direction of the World Tree shadow.

This was not faith, but a heartfelt adoration for the origin of life in the entire Gaia World.

At this moment, a faint green glow, like ethereal starlight, floated down gracefully from the leaves of the World Tree.

They were like nimble elves, dancing gracefully in the air, then slowly entering the bodies of the dwarves.

When the green glow touched the skin of the dwarves, a warm and gentle power instantly spread throughout their bodies.

The hunched backs of the elderly dwarves gradually straightened under the nourishment of this Power of Life.

They felt a warm current flowing through their bodies, dispelling all aches and fatigue as if they had returned to their youthful vigor.

A young dwarf craftsman, whose face was somewhat soot-darkened, now became rosy and radiant. He gently clenched his fist, feeling the surge of power within, filled with joy and gratitude.

The dwarf children excitedly jumped around, chasing the green lights. They reached out, trying to catch the lively luminous points, their laughter echoing in the skies over Lonely Mountain City.

Nourished by this Power of Life, they felt their bodies becoming lighter, as if they could fly through the air like birds.

As time passed, the shadow of the World Tree gradually faded, but that abundant Power of Life remained forever within the dwarves' bodies.