Legendary Broken Player - VRMMORPG-Chapter 867 - - The Roots of Power

Broken found himself once again in the Moonlight Dimension, and night had settled gently over the realm. The sky above shimmered with stars that didn't quite belong to any known constellation. The air was cool and quiet, filled with a kind of stillness only this place seemed to know.

Cecilia appeared not long after—her glowing form drifted forward, golden hair flowing like silk in the night breeze.

"Master," she said, her voice bright with excitement. "The Tree… it grew so fast!"

"The Tree?" he echoed, a spark of surprise in his voice.

She led him to the edge of the lake, where the moonlight rippled across the surface of the dark waters. In the center of the lake was the small island he remembered—a place where a young, glowing sapling once stood alone. But now…

Now, a magnificent tree had risen.

It towered over the island, twice the height of a grown man. Its trunk shimmered faintly, and its leaves radiated a gentle, silvery light that pulsed like a heartbeat. Small orbs of light floated lazily around it, dancing on the air like fireflies. The ground beneath the tree glowed faintly, casting soft reflections across the water's surface.

It was beautiful—otherworldly, even.

Without hesitation, Broken stepped into the lake. The cold water wrapped around him as he swam across, his eyes locked on the tree. When he reached the small island, he pulled himself up, boots squelching softly against the mossy stone.

The moment his feet touched the ground near the tree, several notifications popped up before his eyes.

[Status Boost Applied: Health Regeneration +10%] freёnovelkiss.com

[Mana Regeneration +10%]

[Stamina Regeneration +5%]

"What?" he muttered. "It's giving me stamina regen?"

That couldn't be right. Normally, stamina regeneration only triggered when someone was resting. Yet here, simply by standing near the tree, it was happening effortlessly.

Cecilia floated beside him, nearly buzzing with joy. "Yes, Master! Isn't it incredible?"

He nodded slowly, still taking it in. "Are there any other changes to the island?"

She shook her head gently. "No, Master. For now, it's just the Tree. But even this alone… is truly extraordinary."

At first, Broken had honestly been a little skeptical when Queen Nerisa handed him this Tree. She mentioned it had once been discovered on the floating island of the Vensalor Kingdom—but even then, he hadn't expected much from it.

He never imagined it would grow into something this magnificent.

Now, standing beneath its radiant canopy, he couldn't help but imagine the possibilities. What if he had more Trees like this? The potential was insane.

In the middle of an intense battle, drained of stamina—he could just slip into the Moonlight Dimension and let this Tree restore him faster than normal rest ever could. It wasn't just beautiful—it had value. Real value.

"What kind of Tree is this?" he muttered under his breath, eyes scanning the glowing branches.

He turned to Cecilia. "Tell me, Cecilia… What do you think this Tree is? It has to be something incredibly precious to the forest elves."

But Cecilia shook her head, her expression unsure. "No, Master… I don't have any idea either. But if you want to confirm it, maybe you could invite Queen Alora here? As a forest elf, she might recognize it. She could know something."

Broken's eyes lit up with agreement. "Ah… yes. That's actually a great idea."

Without wasting another moment, he vanished from the island—intent on bringing Alora to see the Tree herself.

***

Broken and Alora stepped into the Moonlight Dimension, the familiar silver glow welcoming them. He guided her to the lake's edge, and the moment her eyes caught sight of the island at its center, they sparkled with awe.

"It's so beautiful…" she whispered.

"Polly," Broken called, and the white fox appeared in a swirl of soft light.

Polly lowered herself, allowing Alora to climb onto her back.

Then, with graceful wings spread wide, Polly took flight—carrying both Broken and Alora across the still lake.

As they landed on the small island, Alora stepped down gently. Her feet touched the glowing moss, and a look of quiet wonder spread across her face. She stood beneath the towering tree, and joy lit her expression in a way Broken rarely saw.

But then, something shifted.

The soft, scattered light surrounding the tree began to stir—drawn in, as if by a silent current. Broken's eyes widened as he watched the luminous wisps of energy drift toward Alora, slowly wrapping around her in delicate, spiraling patterns.

The light shimmered around her like woven threads of moonlight, wrapping her in a gentle, radiant cocoon. Alora blinked in surprise, her hands lifted slightly as the energy moved over her skin, as if the tree itself was reaching out to greet her.

Broken narrowed his focus. "What's going on…" he muttered, opening Alora's status window out of instinct.

Then he saw it.

"Wait… Alora?" His eyes snapped to her. "Did your level just go up?"

She turned to him with a look of wonder, then smiled and gave a slow nod. "Yes… I just gained ten levels."

"Ten…?" Broken stepped back, stunned. "This is… incredible. The Tree—it's reacting to forest elves."

His thoughts raced. If this Tree had such a deep bond with forest elves, then… could Elaris experience the same thing if he brought her here?

He hesitated. He had one more key access—just one—something he had meant to save for Ivana if he ever found her, hoping to bring her here.

"We could bring Elaris," he said quietly, almost to himself.

But Alora gently placed a hand on his arm. "No, Broken… that can wait," she said softly. "Keep the key for now—use it for something truly important."

Broken nodded slowly, though a flicker of doubt remained in his eyes.

Broken stood in silence for a moment, the silver glow of the tree dancing in his eyes. Then, slowly, he began to speak.

"I never told you where this Tree came from," he said quietly. "It was given to me by Queen Nerisa. She said it was once discovered on the floating island of the Vensalor Kingdom."

He hesitated. "But… could it be… the World Tree?"

Alora tilted her head, eyes narrowing slightly as she processed the words. "The World Tree has long since vanished," she said softly. "And yet… this Tree… it does have similar effects. Only…" She paused, a flicker of doubt crossing her face. "I'm not sure."

"Maybe," Broken replied. "Maybe it's because the Tree is still young. Still growing."

Then he frowned. "The World Tree… it's the reason the high elves came to resent the forest elves, isn't it?"

Alora nodded slowly. "Yes. That's true."

Broken's thoughts turned darker. If this truly was the World Tree—or a descendant of it—he couldn't afford to let anyone else find out. Especially not the High Elf Queen.

Damn, he thought. One more reason for her to hunt her down.

First, his desperate effort to rescue Ivana had already put him in her sights. And now this Tree? If the Queen ever found out, she'd come for him without hesitation.

But if this was indeed the World Tree… then it also meant hope. Real hope. The forest elves, long overshadowed and pushed to the margins, could rise again—if the Tree continued to grow, if it reached the greatness it once held.

Unfortunately, only Broken had access to this realm. Only those he allowed could enter. That made it a powerful secret… but also a lonely one.

At least Alora could share in its blessings. And maybe, one day, Elaris—their daughter—could too.

After a quiet moment, Alora suddenly spoke again. "You really need to hurry now. Don't make the Oceanic Queen angry."

Broken chuckled softly under his breath, then leaned in and pulled her into a warm embrace. "One more hug," he whispered. "I'm going to miss you."

"I'll miss you too," Alora murmured.

Broken pulled back just enough to meet her eyes. "Maylock will assign more alliance forces to the capital, just in case."

Alora gave a small nod. "You don't have to worry too much."

He nodded again, thoughtful. But before he could speak, Alora added, "You'll need to protect Slumdon too. So don't pour everything into the capital and forget about it."

"I won't," he replied softly. "I promise."

She smiled, brushing a bit of hair behind her ear. "And remember—you can always come back here, anytime you're needed."

Two babies. The potential World Tree.

It had been such a brief visit home, yet somehow, it left him with more wonder than any long journey ever could. So many extraordinary things had unfolded in such a short time.

Now, though, it was time to return.

The Oceanic Kingdom awaited him, and with it, all the chaos and duty that never seemed to end.