Evolution Begins With A Big Tree

Chapter 1060, The Angel Form

Translator:  Ashish

Translation Checker: Silvain

After half a day, the tremors from the Garden of Eden finally alerted the Angel Clan.

To be more precise, the Angel Clan had finally stormed into Eden. Their arrival was mighty and overwhelming, like a tsunami.

Pristine white wings stretched across the horizon, while delicate feathers drifted through the air like celestial swans.

The scene was utterly surreal.

Each and every Angel’s face was filled with urgency and a hint of fear.

Eden was the slumbering place of the Angel Clan’s Imperial Artifact, the very foundation of their legacy. And now, such a sacred and important place had encountered an accident.

The shockwaves from Yu Zi Yu and the Imperial Artifacts penetrated through the Small World, Eden, shaking even the entire Lumina Sanctis.

Were it not for the ongoing Void Army invasion, and the unknown race, akin to Colossal Trees, rampaging and slaughtering without restraint, countless Angels Lumina Sanctis would have rushed here at once.

Nonetheless, despite the enemy at their doorstep, the sheer number of Angels storming into Eden was still staggering.

“What happened!?”

“Where is the Angel King!?”

“The Imperial Artifact—is it unharmed!?”

…

Exclamations rang out, their voices drowning Eden in a sea of chaos.

However, moments later, as countless Angels laid eyes upon the devastated Small World, everyone fell into a collective silence.

The sky had been torn apart.

Pitch-black fissures, like deep scars, marred the sky.

The land was utterly devastated.

Once a breathtaking paradise, the continent now lay in ruins, scarred with deep gashes as if slashed by a celestial blade.

These were the remnants of the Wind of the World, leaving the once verdant land riddled with wounds.

However, at this moment, the Angels’ hearts were not focused on the destruction. Instead, they turned into streaks of light, shooting straight toward the heart of Eden, toward the legendary island that never falls.

Fortunately, as always, the island still hovered high above Heaven.

Though from afar, it looked like a battlefield had raged upon it, the island still remained.

With this, the chances of something truly catastrophic had greatly diminished.

A wave of relief washed over them. The rushing Angels exhaled a long, deep breath, their tense expressions loosening slightly.

They believed that so long as this island remained unharmed, all would be well.

After all, with an Imperial Artifact guarding this place, how could it possibly fall? If even Eden was breached, then the Angel Clan itself might as well be declared extinct.

“Let’s go, let’s see for ourselves…” With a commanding call, the Vice Commander of the Divine Angel Legion waved his hand, leading the Angels toward the floating island.

However, just as they were about to descend…

*Booooom…* With a thunderous explosion, a brilliant golden light shot into the sky, painting Heaven with gold. Accompanying it was an almost tangible pressure, a Bloodline suppression so intense that countless Angels found it hard to breathe.

All the Angels felt as though an entity had suddenly emerged from the distant, ancient past—an entity with the purest, most ancient Angelic Bloodline. The aura it radiated was filled with an overwhelming sense of antiquity and nobility.

It exuded a holiness beyond imagination.

*Boooooom…* Suddenly, another deafening roar echoed as the golden pillar spread outward, forming a gleaming golden wing.

*Boooooom…* No sooner, another explosion erupted, and the golden pillar of light extended once more, forming a second golden wing.

Two golden wings stood in perfect symmetry.

And the moment they appeared, profound runes materialized upon them, flickering in and out.

At the same time, a sacred and ancient aura, akin to the most primal divine language, spread through the air.

“This is…?” A startled gasp echoed as an Angel, seemingly recognizing what it was, stood gawking at the golden wings stretching out in the sky, each spanning over a hundred meters, a look of disbelief plastered on his face.

“The Holy Armament?!” Stunned beyond words, the Angel finally called out.

The Holy Armament, this was the Angel Clan’s name for their Imperial Artifact.

And now, this Tier-5 High Angel had finally recognized it, the divine wings slowly unfurling in the sky belonged to their race’s most revered Holy Armament.

However, this was only the beginning. Because, in the very next moment…

*Boom! Boom! Boom!…* A series of deafening explosions rang out, and eight golden wings now stretched across the sky.

With a gentle flutter, they unleashed waves of holy radiance, illuminating the entire sky in dazzling brilliance.

Beneath these divine and sacred wings, the countless Angels discovered a hazy figure standing. The figure had long golden hair that cascaded down to its waist, and eyes, light golden in color, flickering with an ever-changing glow. Its face, flawless beyond words, complemented by a perfect figure and an unparalleled aura.

For a brief moment, this figure seemed born for perfection.

As the ethereal silhouette emerged, the golden wings, each spanning a hundred meters, began to shrink, gradually adjusting to an appropriate size.

Now, at a glance, this figure, shrouded in divine radiance, and resplendent golden wings adorning his back, exuded an indescribable sense of holiness and majesty.

“Young one, I have done all that I must. The rest is up to you.”

“Understood.” With a faint smile, Yu Zi Yu’s lips curved into a perfect arc.

At this moment, he felt truly delighted, genuinely delighted.

Because after years of meticulous planning, he had finally succeeded.

Though it was merely a collaboration, the Imperial Artifact, Sixteen Holy Wings, was now at his disposal.

And as for the price, he had to provide a sufficient amount of Primordial Yin and Yang Energies, along with Phoenix-Blood Purple Gold, and ensure the safety of the Angel Clan.

For instance, the rampaging Void Clan and Treants outside—it was now his responsibility to suppress them.

However, that was not the most important part.

The most critical aspect was that, if Yu Zi Yu wished to wield the Sixteen Holy Wings, he had to take on the form of an Angel.

That was the absolute condition set by the Imperial Artifact.

Only a member of the Angel Clan could command his power.

Originally, this had been the greatest regret of the Sixteen Holy Wings, as Yu Zi Yu was not an Angel.

However, what he had not anticipated was that Yu Zi Yu possessed the Innate Talent of ‘Absolute Evolution.’ An ability that could completely alter the essence of his being, fundamentally transforming him into a different Lifeform.

Of course, such an ability required a profound understanding of the target species. The greater the understanding, the more perfect the evolution.

However, that was not an issue.

Yu Zi Yu had his Status Screen, the Tree of Miracles to analyzed the Angel Clan’s various Hierarchy of Life, and most importantly, he had obtained a single drop of the purest, most sacred Angel Blood, gifted by the Sixteen Holy Wings himself.

According to the legend, this was the blood the Lord had left behind in the mortal world.

With this single drop, Yu Zi Yu had completely deciphered the Angel Clan’s essence.

Then, through his Innate Talent—Absolute Evolution, he fully altered his Lifeform, becoming the purest of High Angels.

In this form, Yu Zi Yu not only possessed the Angel Clan’s power but also earned partial recognition from the Sixteen Holy Wings, allowing him to wield his strength.

Thus, it was no surprise that Yu Zi Yu was this exhilarated.

He had succeeded.

Now, he possessed half of an Imperial Artifact under his control. Now, he had half an Imperial Artifact under his control.

And Absolute Evolution was merely one of his many Innate Talents.

With his current strength, he could maintain his Angel Form for extended periods at will.

Exchanging a temporary transformation for the right to wield an Imperial Artifact was nothing short of a steal.