The colossal woman before him was none other than the World Tree Goddess, Tricia!
"Oh, Great Goddess."
Lin Da didn't dare to show any disrespect, dropping to one knee.
In his line of sight were only the Goddess's perfectly smooth, radiant feet.
"As the steward of the world, this is the only 'favoritism' I can offer you."
Tricia gently exhaled a breath of air.
The demonic horns in the bag vanished, transforming into a golden orb of light that entered Lin Da's body.
"Lord Brave, please reclaim the Holy Tree, draw the Sword of Brave, and save this shattered world."
The voice grew distant by the second. Lin Da looked up, and Tricia's figure had already disappeared.
It seemed that even a Deity could not interfere excessively in mortal matters.
"What's this?"
The golden orb of light coursed through his body, igniting a searing sensation along his Magic Circuit.
