CHAPTER 351: WORLD HEALING

Lumi continued observing his soul fully merged with the World Tree Sapling and evolved together with it.

And in the outside world, the gentle, luminous wave of life energy continued to cascade outward from Orion, stretching infinitely across the previously broken lands.

Under the serene twilight skies, the radiant pulse surged with unwavering waves, washing over distant horizons and breathing vitality into even the most shattered regions of the world.

Far from the epicenter, in the heart of the Lionkin Kingdom, citizens who had braced themselves for imminent destruction slowly opened their eyes in astonishment.

Where moments before had stood burned villages and broken homes now appeared vibrant clusters of lush greenery, blooming wildflowers, and young saplings springing skyward.

Broken ground repaired itself, and flowing mana infused the very earth, nurturing the roots of renewed life.

Children who had cried in fear and despair now looked around in wonder, reaching their small hands out to gently caress the newly grown blossoms.

Elders watched with tears flowing freely down weathered cheeks, kneeling gratefully upon the now lush soil as they whispered heartfelt prayers toward the heavens.

In the Tigerkin Kingdom, commoners and warriors who had been left behind, who got injured due to the destruction happening all around them, lay wounded on the ground, their bodies battered and broken, slowly stirred in bewilderment as warmth and strength seeped into their limbs.

Their injuries closed seamlessly, leaving behind faint scars as testaments to their ordeal, and spirits once burdened with sorrow and despair filled with newfound courage and hope.

Their feline eyes widened in wonder as the scorched ground sprouted abundant grass and blossomed vividly before their eyes, transforming scenes of bloodbath into picturesque landscape filled with green grass.

Within the capital city of the Lionkin Kingdom, the King’s advisors stumbled from the royal palace, their gazes fixated skyward in disbelief.

The shattered grounds and massive trees joined themselves back together beneath the glowing embrace of Orion’s energy.

Towering wood structures once toppled now rose anew, broken stones merging seamlessly as though guided by an unseen artisan’s hands.

The once-dwindling mana in the atmosphere surged exponentially, enriching the air itself, allowing citizens to feel rejuvenated with every breath as the mana reached way above the previous limit.

In both kingdoms, spontaneous celebrations erupted as citizens realized that their annihilation had been averted.

They danced and sang, knelt and prayed, praising the unknown savior whose power was felt in every blade of grass and rejuvenated stream.

Though they did not fully understand what had transpired, they intuitively knew their world had been pulled back from the brink of absolute destruction by a profound force of benevolence.

At the heart of this miraculous revival, Orion sat cross-legged, eyes closed, body glowing with divine radiance.

Within his Sea of Consciousness, his soul continued to take shape, growing ever more detailed.

His silhouette of spiritual flame gained distinct features, hair, posture, and even the calm determination reflected in his face, mirroring the physical reality outside.

Meanwhile, Duke Varian and the Lionkin King stood in stunned silence, eyes wide as they beheld the complete transformation of their surroundings.

Where devastation and despair had reigned only moments before, now abundant life and flourishing nature took their place.

The Lionkin King finally spoke, his voice deep and reverent, filled with awe. "Today, our entire world owes its life to Lord Orion. He has gifted us not merely survival, but hope itself."

Duke Varian nodded slowly, his heart heavy with gratitude and respect. "He’s given us more than just our lives. He has redefined our world, perhaps forever changing it for the better."

The ambient mana throughout the kingdoms continued to climb steadily, becoming richer and denser, nourishing both the land and the very hearts of its inhabitants.

Wildlife flourished anew, creatures emerging cautiously from hiding places, drinking deeply from revitalized streams, and thriving beneath the abundant, verdant canopy of new trees.

Slowly, Orion’s battered physical body also began healing, the deep wounds gradually fading beneath the influence of the pure, regenerative energy flowing from within.

His consciousness, deeply settled within his Sea of Consciousness, was perfectly attuned to the pulsating rhythm of life emanating from the World Tree Sapling.

Each gentle heartbeat of the sapling was in harmony with the entire world, as though both were breathing together, bound by a profound, spiritual resonance.

He could clearly sense the fractured origin of this world being replenished and revitalized bit by bit, healed by the boundless, nurturing energy radiating from within his very SoC.

Within his Sea of Consciousness, the World Tree Sapling shimmered with an ethereal luminescence, calmly dispersing its life-infused essence outward.

Orion marveled internally, feeling a powerful yet gentle energy expand through him. It was as if his consciousness had expanded beyond his body, merging seamlessly with the fabric of the world itself.

In that moment, Orion truly understood, he and this world were intertwined. Its pain was his pain, its rebirth now his responsibility.

In the external world, the Lionkin and Tigerkin armies, once disorganized and scattered amidst chaos and despair, gradually regrouped.

Their wounded bodies restored and hearts renewed with hope, soldiers slowly rose, their eyes filled with awe as they turned towards the epicenter of this miracle, toward Orion himself.

At first, a single Tigerkin warrior stepped hesitantly forward, eyes fixed on Orion’s serene, cross-legged figure bathed in radiant golden-green brilliance.

With reverence, he knelt, lowering his proud head to honor the savior whose mere presence had granted them all a second chance at life.

Another followed, then another, until dozens, hundreds, thousands, hundreds of thousands and eventually millions followed suit, all united in their humble display of gratitude.

Lionkin soldiers, known for their fierce pride and stubbornness, stood frozen momentarily, emotions warring within them.

Yet even they were compelled to yield, moved profoundly by the sheer depth of Orion’s selfless act.

Gradually, their hardened expressions softened, and they too knelt quietly, their faces solemn and respectful, acknowledging Orion as not just a hero, but something far greater, a beacon of hope and salvation for them.

The once-devastated battlefield now transformed into a place of reverent silence, broken only by the soft murmurs of gratitude and prayers whispered in awe-struck voices.

Under the tranquil twilight skies illuminated by stars that seemed brighter than ever before, Orion’s seated figure appeared nearly divine, a symbol of stability amid a sea of unstable peace.

Duke Varian, watching with quiet astonishment, finally spoke softly, his voice full of emotion. "He doesn’t simply heal worlds; he restores our very spirits. Today marks the dawn of a new era, a world united in hope."

The Lionkin King nodded solemnly, his majestic gaze fixed upon Orion. "Never in our lifetimes have we witnessed a moment like this. He has done far more than save our kingdoms. Lord Orion has shown us the very meaning of a noble soul."

Orion’s seated figure remained a constant, serene presence throughout the days that followed.

His meditative form had become akin to a divine monument, enveloped by gentle pulses of energy radiating outward from the depths of his Sea of Consciousness.

The aura emanating from him provided a calming, reassuring presence that anchored the world around him in harmony.

Days passed, seven in total, as the army continued kneeling in front of Orion without moving an inch.

As time slipped by, the overwhelming surge of energy gradually receded. It withdrew gently like a calm ocean tide returning to the sea, leaving behind vibrant landscapes restored to life, and an atmosphere enriched with flourishing mana that had become denser than ever before.