Ulcerated Tree Spirit Weakness の小説・ストーリー

The improvement had happened so gradually over the past months that he hadn’t really noticed until now. “You’re right…” he murmured, flexing his muscles and cracking his neck. “I do feel a lot stronger. I wonder if the Mother Tree’s improving… or if there’s something else.” Their strength did come from the Mother Tree who drew her power from the earth. Mealda had been growing weaker the past few years which showed a significant decline in their powers and some aspects of their lives but currently, he didn't feel that weakness. Even with the murrowbane still in his heart, he was brimming with energy, as if his link with the Mother Tree had strengthened. What could possibly have happened?

“Okay, okay. This is the small world that I can move in and out of. One day equals one year in this world, so we can stay here for a few months and cultivate and get better results.” “Yea, yea. You said this already. Why did Tabitha become two? Who is that old man, and what is up with this tree? It gives me the feeling that I’m about to explode with power.” “This is the tree of life here, it condenses the spiritual Qi in the world, and we can cultivate faster with it. Here let me see what’s going on in your body. Give me your wrist, and let me check your flow.”

“They still won.” “No.” I stepped forward. “We’re still here. And you’re still here.” Wanda stared at the shattered tree. “Does this mean we lose magic forever?” “No,” Lily said. Her voice was soft, but sure. “But they are weakened, they won’t be as powerful as they once were.” Fianna looked up, eyes red. “The tree connected us… guided us… protected us. Without it, spells will be weaker. Medicine will be rarer. Healing slower.”

He had to take a gamble, and fortunately, he won. Adrian wasn’t a reckless gambler; he had used the Draco Veinergy to seal off bad luck for himself and Lexie for a day before entering. Since the tree spirit was still in a dormant state, there was no need to rush. As long as Adrian didn’t make any significant moves, like attempting a breakthrough to the Nascent Soul stage, he wouldn’t disturb the tree spirit. This was quite different from dealing with dark beasts.

Ancestor Bodhi rejected him directly. “Let me put it to you in this way. The tree had been harmed by a strong demonic poison back at Dairaionji Temple. This poison is extremely rare and is among the top three most potent poisons of this universe.” “The tree’s vitality gradually weakens every day, and even limitless holy energy can’t remove the poison. Only its own cleansing powers can remove the poison little by little. I’m not sure how long it’ll take, but this process cannot be stopped, or it will surely die once the demonic poison is triggered. And the soul planted in your father can’t be restricted anymore.”

Celina affirmed. Our path led us to a clearing bathed in the soft glow of moonlight. In the center stood a cluster of ancient trees, their trunks scarred by the tendrils of darkness. The forest's magic was slowly healing them, but the corruption's touch still lingered. "These trees are resilient," Alder observed. "They're fighting to reclaim their purity." I approached one of the trees, placing my hand against its bark. I could feel its life force pulsating beneath my touch, a testament to its unwavering spirit.

She lifted her hands as if to embrace me, then stopped. “I’ve prayed,” she said, shaking her head. “I’ve done everything.” I remained silent. “It isn’t supposed to die,” I said. She nodded, her gaze fixed on the tree, despair cutting through her calm. “The tree reflects the pack’s spiritual health, Riven. When it thrives, we thrive. When it suffers, we suffer.” I stepped closer and pressed my palm to the bark. “I had another vision.” Her attention snapped back to me. “Tell me.”

Sickening pops, from whisper quiet to loud bursts, are the only warning as the wood pierces through her, then she crumples to the ground and explodes in a repulsive oily splotch. The dark magic fire on my tree fades and dies immediately, but the damage is evident. Its corrupted faery magic enhancements have opened a deep wound at the base of the tree, and the cracked trunk oozes a foul-smelling sludge. Doubtless, it’s some kind of poison that if unhalted will deprave the entire grove. Though I know it must have pained her terribly to come so far from the cottage, Tessa hobbles up beside me, looking up as I look down.

At this time, the garden had turned into a forest. When she was fifteen, she walked into the garden slowly, and she when she was about reaching the spot where there was a bench her and her mother used to sit and chat on, she felt a strange aura around her. She didn't know how to describe it. It felt sickening and shivers ran down her spine. Before she could turn around and find her way back to the house, she saw a group of people. About five in number, discussing something seriously and before Ariel could blink, the once-a-conversation turned into a fight. It wasn't a normal fight though, they were uttering incoherent words. After, the words were uttered, they just start acting in a very str

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