Strongest Kingdom: My Op Kingdom Got Transported Along With Me

Chapter 416: Chapter 415: Tier 7: World Tree’s Eternal Blessing

Life itself was returning.

However, Syvella slowly lowered her gaze.

Although countless soldiers had already recovered enough to survive, her divine perception could still sense thousands whose lives remained dangerously fragile. Many had suffered irreparable internal injuries. Some had lost entire limbs during the battle, while others had exhausted their life force to the point where ordinary healing techniques could no longer restore them.

A gentle sigh escaped her lips.

"The damage is more severe than I expected..."

She slowly clasped her hands together.

Unlike before, the emerald light surrounding her body suddenly became denser.

Ancient runes filled with the authority of the Law of Growth emerged one after another, revolving around her graceful figure. Every rune radiated an ancient aura, as though each had existed since the birth of nature itself.

The atmosphere inside the palace instantly changed.

The surrounding mana no longer flowed naturally.

Instead, it gathered around Syvella.

The earth beneath the palace quietly trembled.

Flowers throughout the capital bloomed simultaneously.

Trees swayed despite the absence of wind.

Even the clouds overhead slowly parted, allowing countless rays of golden sunlight to descend upon the city.

Alix immediately recognized what was happening.

A faint smile appeared on his face.

Syvella slowly opened her jade eyes.

They no longer resembled the eyes of a mortal.

Instead, they shone like two endless forests that contained the cycle of life itself.

Her calm voice echoed throughout the palace.

"Tier 7: World Tree’s Eternal Blessing"

The moment those words left Syvella’s lips...

The countless emerald runes revolving around her erupted with incomparably brilliant light.

The entire sky above the capital turned into a sea of emerald radiance.

An enormous phantom of the World Tree slowly manifested behind Syvella.

Its trunk stretched beyond the clouds.

Its countless branches covered the heavens.

Every leaf shimmered like a tiny emerald star, releasing endless streams of life essence that drifted across the city.

The phantom was so colossal that every citizen within the capital could see it.

They instinctively raised their heads, and their expressions froze.

No one spoke.

No one dared.

It was as though an ancient deity had descended into the mortal world.

The World Tree’s branches gently swayed.

Millions of emerald leaves detached themselves before slowly raining upon the kingdom.

Every leaf dissolved into pure vitality before touching the ground.

The soldiers whose limbs had been severed suddenly felt an indescribable warmth.

Bones began to grow.

Muscles intertwined.

Veins stretched across newly formed flesh.

Within moments, entire arms and legs regenerated as though they had never been lost.

Those whose internal organs had been destroyed felt their hearts beating with renewed strength.

Collapsed lungs regenerated.

Shattered spines reformed.

Even the life force that had nearly burned itself away was replenished.

Inside every hospital, healers stared with trembling hands.

Many unconsciously dropped the medical tools they had been holding.

They had dedicated their entire lives to studying healing arts.

Yet the miracles unfolding before their eyes had completely shattered everything they thought was possible.

This was no longer healing.

It was restoration.

It was life itself rewriting reality.

Outside the palace, civilians suddenly found themselves kneeling.

Not because anyone ordered them to.

Their instincts simply told them that they were witnessing a miracle beyond mortal comprehension.

The old regained youthful vigor.

Children suffering from illness suddenly stood up laughing.

Even those born with chronic ailments found their bodies becoming healthier than ever before.

The blessing did not merely heal wounds.

It revitalized life itself.

Then, A powerful pressure suddenly descended upon the capital.

It did not carry hostility. Nor did it possess the violent aura of someone preparing for battle.

Instead, it felt like an indestructible mountain slowly descending from the heavens.

Everything beneath that presence became incomparably stable.

Alix immediately recognized the familiar aura.

At the same moment, a massive figure appeared above the royal palace.

He floated silently in the air beyond the balcony, his broad shoulders resembling a fortress carved from ancient stone.

Although he was currently in his normal form, his "normal" appearance was anything but ordinary.

He stood nearly six meters tall.

His physique was so massive that the palace balcony seemed far too small to accommodate him.

His calm amber eyes immediately fell upon Alix.

Without hesitation, the giant slowly descended onto the balcony.

Despite his tremendous weight, the stone beneath his feet remained perfectly intact.

Not even a single crack appeared.

It was as though the earth itself willingly supported him.

Morgro lowered his head respectfully.

"My Lord."

His deep voice was calm and steady, like distant mountains speaking across endless valleys.

"I apologize for the intrusion."

"I suddenly sensed the presence of another Tier 7 aura erupting within the capital."

"I feared an enemy had appeared."

"So I came immediately."

Although his words were simple, everyone present could hear the concern hidden beneath his calm tone.

He had not rushed here because he wished to fight.

He had come because he believed his king might be in danger.

That alone was enough reason for him to move.

Alix smiled faintly.

"You came fast."

Morgro remained silent for a moment before giving a small nod.

"My duty is to stand before danger before it reaches you."

Only then did his gaze slowly shift away from Alix.

His eyes landed upon the elegant woman standing nearby.

For the first time since arriving, the calm giant’s expression changed ever so slightly.

A hint of surprise appeared within his usually unwavering eyes.

The two ancient beings quietly looked at one another.

Thousands of years seemed to pass within that single moment.

Finally, a warm smile appeared on Syvella’s beautiful face.

"It’s been a long time..."

"...Morgro."

Her gentle voice carried a trace of nostalgia.

The stone giant remained silent.

Then, the corners of his mouth slowly rose into an equally gentle smile.

"So..."

"You have returned."

His voice remained as calm as ever. There was no dramatic reunion.

No overflowing emotions.

Only the quiet acknowledgment shared by two companions who had once fought countless battles together beneath their king’s banner.

Syvella softly laughed.

"It seems fate has smiled upon me."

She placed one hand over her chest before bowing her head slightly.

"I was fortunate enough..."

"...to be chosen once again by His Majesty."

Morgro looked toward Alix before returning his gaze to Syvella.

"I see."

"Then welcome back."

His words were few.

Yet coming from someone like Morgro, they carried tremendous sincerity.

He had never been one to speak much.

Actions had always meant more than words to him.

The emerald leaves drifting throughout the palace gently landed upon Morgro’s stone-like shoulders.

Tiny vines even began wrapping around the cracks in his rocky skin before blooming into delicate white flowers.

The normally imposing giant glanced down at the flowers decorating his body.

"..."

He remained silent for several seconds.

Syvella covered her mouth with a quiet laugh.

"It suits you."

Morgro slowly looked at one of the flowers growing from his shoulder.

"...Does it?"

"It does."

"It softens your appearance."

The giant looked toward Alix.

"My Lord..."

"Should I remove them?"

Alix looked at the flowers blooming across Morgro’s stone-like shoulders.

Tiny white blossoms had rooted themselves within the glowing cracks of his rocky skin, while emerald vines gently wrapped around his massive arms. The contrast was strangely harmonious.

The flowers did not diminish the giant’s imposing presence.

Instead...

They made him resemble an ancient mountain where life had flourished for countless ages.

A faint smile appeared on Alix’s face.

"Keep them."