Evolution Begins With A Big Tree

Chapter 1293, The Troll Prophet

Translator:  Ashish

Translation Checker: Silvain

Slaughter. Destruction. Annihilation…

Wherever Original Sins passed, only one word could describe the aftermath: ‘Hell’.

*Gahaha… Gahahaha…* Suddenly, wild and arrogant laughter echoed from the far edge of the continent.

Raising their heads, the Trolls saw a young man hovering in midair, draped in shadow and menace.

His expression was sharp, but his grin was unrestrained, bordering on manic arrogance.

In one hand, he gripped the head of a Tier-5 Troll, his fingers tightening with a sickening crack as the skull was crushed into pieces.

Blood spattered into the sky.

And the next moment…

*Bam…* With a savage twist of his leg, he kicked the Troll’s mangled corpse like a cannonball toward the ground.

*Boooom…* A booming crash reverberated across the skies.

The mountains quaked, the earth split apart, as the Troll’s body plowed a trench thousands of meters long, smashing through anything in its path.

By the time it stopped, the Tier-5 Troll was no longer recognizable. It was reduced to a pulp of flesh and shattered bone.

And along that brutal path, hundreds of Trolls had been obliterated by the sheer force of the impact.

Furthermore, deathly shockwaves rippled out afterward, blasting the surroundings into smithereens.

This was the raw brutality of the Third Void King, the Original Sins one who bore the name and essence of Envy. His methods were downright cruel, savage, and without restraint.

Compared to the other Original Sins, he was more violent, more arrogant, and far more ruthless.

“This is only the beginning!!” His frenzied laughter echoed once more as his body plummeted like a meteor, turning into a beam of violet light, diving straight into the heart of the Frost Trolls.

…

“He’s certainly enjoying himself this time,” A sudden voice whispered into Yu Zi Yu’s ear. Turning to its source, he saw a young girl with angelic and flawless features, bearing four wings on her back, standing quietly before him.

She was Avril, the Fallen Angel of the Void, codename: Fallen.

“Let him be. After all, Void Creatures don’t carry karma when they kill.” Yu Zi Yu chuckled lightly, totally unconcerned.

Void Creatures were born from Heaven’s Will, and thus, aligned with the flow of the cosmos.

Their acts of slaughter were less like murder and more like cleansing, purging the sins of the stars.

From the perspective of the Heavenly Dao itself, they were doing what was right.

Of course, this was just Yu Zi Yu’s interpretation.

He didn’t fully understand it either. That truth lay buried in the origins of the Void Clan was far beyond his current level of comprehension.

However, at this moment, something seemed to occur to him, bringing a smile on his face, as he asked, “Have you finished your mission?”

“One Void Feather was more than enough. The Jungle Trolls didn’t even have a single Tier-6 warrior. They were hardly worth the trouble.”

Yu Zi Yu nodded his acknowledgment.

Indeed, of the five Troll Tribes, the Jungle Trolls were the weakest. To expect them to fend off Avril, one of the elite among the Original Sins, was laughable.

However, just then, as if remembering something, Avril’s lips curled up into a smile, as she lifted her hand.

The next moment, a sphere of soft, ice-blue light rose from her hand.

“Boss, I found this little one. Thought you might like it.”

“Oh?” Yu Zi Yu’s eyes narrowed with curiosity as he gazed at the creature inside. It was a tiny being, no larger than a palm, but radiating an otherworldly aura.

It was really a small creature, but its entire body happened to be shimmering with an icy-blue glow.

Gazing upon the creature, with her lower half resembling a serpent, her entire body covered in glistening, ice-blue scales, Yu Zi Yu’s eyes gleamed with surprise.

“Naga Clan, huh…” Yu Zi Yu murmured softly, his gaze lingering on the trembling little creature in Avril’s hand.

He knew a thing or two about them.

It was a race that lived in the deepest oceans of the Trolls’ homeworld. They were the rulers of the sea, monarchs of the abyss.

Their full name was the Naga Siren Clan, a matriarchal race where females were born vastly more powerful, highly skilled in magic, and considered the embodiment of the ocean itself. They wielded magic of a terrifying caliber.

However, to Yu Zi Yu, the magic they practiced felt different—more like an alien form of Spiritual Energy.

Strange, but intriguing.

“This little one,” Avril continued, “I found her in the Jungle Trolls’ territory. Heard she’s the Naga Clan’s Little Princess. They captured her.”

“I see…” Yu Zi Yu nodded faintly, casting another glance at the frightened child-like creature.

“Take her back to the Void. If she survives the baptism… if she becomes one of us, then raise her well.”

“Yes, Boss!”

Avril’s eyes sparkled with delight at his words.

As the master of the Divine and Demonic Breeding Grounds, raising little ones was her greatest passion.

Especially rare species like this one, blessed with powerful innate talent, were her favorite.

After all, the more gifted the being, the more terrifying it would become after falling into the embrace of the Void.

…

Yu Zi Yu didn’t bother paying attention to Avril’s beaming joy. Instead, he quietly lifted his foot and began to walk away.

“I have somewhere to go. Once you’ve completed your tasks, return to the Void.”

With those words, his figure vanished into the vast sky, leaving Avril alone, silently watching.

…

Deep within the heart of the Trolls’ homeworld, there lay a place few dared to tread, for it was the sacred ground of the Prophet of the Troll Clan.

The position of the Prophet of the Troll Clan had been passed down from generation to generation, and now, it had reached its third generation. Furthermore, the current Prophet was the most mysterious of all predecessors.

And at that very moment…

*Tap…* A figure slowly emerged from the shadows.

“You… are… finally… here…” A voice, frail and drawn-out, drifted into Yu Zi Yu’s ears.

Following the sound, his gaze landed on a hunched, withered old figure sitting cross-legged in the distance. His hair white as snow, skin dried and lackluster. However, if any other Trolls witnessed this scene, they would have cried out in shock, because this old man was the current Prophet.

And the current Prophet was known to be in the prime of life.

How then… had he aged so terribly?

*Hehe…* Yu Zi Yu chuckled, the corners of his lips curling into a playful smirk.

“So… you who have peered too deeply into the secrets of Heaven and saw my arrival coming?”

“How could I not notice… the arrival of the great Hegemon of the Void…” The aged Troll let out a bitter laugh, filled with sorrow.

The Hegemon of the Void, and worse yet, possibly the most terrifying Hegemon among the entire Void Clan.

And now, such a being had descended upon the humble realm of the Trolls…

“Hahahaha…” A hollow laugh escaped the Prophet’s lips as he lamented deeply.

“It is fate… destiny…” There was resignation in his voice. And with a hint of despair, he added, “Do you know, O Great Hegemon of the Void!? Sensing your arrival, … I’ve burned through 7,000 years of my life to divine… And even then, I could not glimpse even a sliver of a chance to stop you…”