100: Faded...Limb-grafting aristocrats

Receiving Joa's command.

Madara Uchiha took a deep breath, his gaze focused.

"Hmph! Ugly fellow, a battle of size? I won't lose to You!"

"Now, let's play some more!"

"Susanoo!"

With a fierce roar.

A large amount of chakra overflowed from Madara Uchiha's body, and his flowing long hair moved without wind.

Immediately after, a massive, solidified Susanoo in its second form, with two faces on both its front and back, and two arms, each holding a weapon, rose from the ground, firmly protecting Madara Uchiha within it.

"Let me crush You!"

After Madara Uchiha's words fell, the chakra-condensed weapons in the hands of the blue Susanoo all transformed into blue magatama.

They shot rapidly towards the Grafted Noble like a rainstorm.

Bang bang bang bang!

A continuous series of explosions rang out.

The Grafted Noble, holding its beast-crest shield, was repeatedly forced back by Madara Uchiha's magatama, with blood flowers constantly bursting from its body.

Seeing this scene, Joa was thoughtful.

'Is the body's defensive strength only this much?'

'Although it can withstand Madara Uchiha's ninjutsu, stronger Susanoo attacks can break through its defense.'

'It's decent, it can fight!'

Based on the overall strength displayed by the Grafted Noble so far.

The physical strength of the beings in The Lands Between is probably several grades stronger than ordinary people in the Ninja World.

Perhaps it has reached a similar level to Blacklight Life.

'Should I say it truly lives up to its reputation as a World where various deities exist?'

'But this is good too.'

'If there's no challenge at all, I'll find it boring.'

'Moreover... the stronger it is... the greater the improvement I'll gain after conquering this World!'

Just as Joa fell into contemplation.

Madara Uchiha had already controlled Susanoo, cutting the Grafted Noble into a human-pillar?

Perhaps it should be said it looked more like a spider with all its legs cut off.

Slowly flying to the dismembered, twisted mass of flesh that was all that remained of the Grafted Noble, Joa grabbed its head and observed it carefully.

"Why didn't it disappear?"

"People who were once blessed by the Golden Tree, those acknowledged by the Golden Law, shouldn't their bodies turn into a mist after death, and their souls automatically return to the tree?"

Joa was somewhat puzzled.

Meanwhile, the Ancient One, hearing Joa's words, pondered for a moment and slowly spoke.

"Perhaps it's because of You."

Hearing this, Joa turned to look at the Ancient One.

"Me?"

"Yes, more accurately, it should be because of the power of chakra."

"According to your description, only a small portion of life in this World is excluded by the Golden Law, and their souls do not return to the Golden Tree after death."

"And those people are usually considered defiled, ill omens."

Upon hearing the Ancient One's words, Joa suddenly understood.

"I understand."

"You mean to say."

"During the battle just now, the Grafted Noble came into contact with a power that doesn't belong to this World, which is chakra."

"And the Golden Tree, the Golden Law, has never seen, nor does it acknowledge, the power of chakra."

"Therefore, it judged the pure citizens of the Golden Dynasty, who should have automatically returned to the tree, as ill omens, defiled, and excluded them from the Golden Law."

As he spoke, Joa saw the golden pupils of the head in his hand gradually fade from their brilliant gold to a greyish-white.

"Tarnished..."

Seeing this scene, Joa's face showed shock.

Yes, that's exactly it.

It was indeed the right choice to bring the Ancient One to The Lands Between.

This discovery was very good news for Joa.

Because, if the people killed by him and his forces do not return to the Golden Tree.

Then it means that every time they eliminate someone from the Golden Tree's faction, the Golden Tree will lose a trace of power.

Although it's only a very small part of the power, accumulation adds up.

As long as Joa eliminates or incorporates all life blessed by the Golden Law, or excluded by the Golden Law.

Then perhaps there will be no need to burn the tree to remove the thorns of rejection that block everything.

'Melina!'

'Wait!'

'This time! I will surely save You, and the World You love!'

Turning his head, through the storm and thick fog.

Joa looked at the massive, beautiful, and magnificent Golden Tree.

He hadn't expected that on his first entry into the elden ring World, he would find a highly probable method to save Melina.

Actually, before coming, he really only wanted to collect some combat data, do a power assessment.

And then research how to invade, and how to avoid Melina burning the Golden Tree as kindling.

After all, the Golden Law had reached the level of a rule, a realm only true gods could achieve.

Strictly speaking, Joa, up to this point, could only be considered an immortal who wielded immense energy.

In terms of combat power, there might not be much difference.

But in terms of realm, compared to mastering rules.

The elden ring, with its Golden Law, which could inexplicably cause the souls of blessed individuals to automatically return to the Golden Tree after death.

Joa was not just a little bit behind.

'As long as I can conquer this World, and then learn and comprehend based on the Golden Law.'

'It won't be long before I can truly reach the realm of a god.'

'Create my own Blacklight Law!'

Thinking of this, Joa couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.

As long as he achieved his goal, he would definitely leap to become at least a true god of the single Universe level.

With a thought, Joa opened the spacetime gate leading to the Blacklight Star, then looked at the Ancient One and asked.

"Sorcerer Supreme, can You research some useful information based on its body, weapons, and shield?"

"For example, the power of this World's magic, incantations, combat arts, and blessings, and what kind of harm they can cause us, and so on."

Hearing this, the Ancient One pondered for a moment.

"Give me some time, I'll try."

Taking a deep breath, Joa nodded heavily.

"Okay!"

"Then I'll trouble You, Sorcerer Supreme."

Watching the Ancient One leave with the Grafted Noble's corpse.

Joa turned to look at the others.

"The mission is complete."

"We'll go to Limgrave next, and then we'll leave here."

"After that..."

He would start mass-producing troops and prepare for attacking the elden ring World before the Ancient One sent back news.

Joa didn't say this in front of Stark.

Because he still didn't know what Stark's attitude was towards invading other Worlds now.

He had to give Stark, who had just become Iron Man and learned of his future destiny, some time to adapt.

Just as Joa thought of this.

Tony Stark, who had been silent for a long time, asked in a low, questioning tone.

"Joa, are You planning to save this World?"

From the moment he heard Joa's account of this World's history, Stark had been silent.

He hadn't expected other Worlds to be like this.

Full of despair and oppression.

Even the so-called supreme Golden Law, which granted blessings to people.

Its core was nothing more than a thorough energy-plundering law.

An indescribable feeling made Stark feel that he perhaps, should, could do something for this World.

Stark had never considered himself a great saint or anything of the sort.

But seeing such a desperate and oppressive World with his own eyes, if he didn't do something, he always felt a lump in his throat.