The divine tree's radiance grew weaker and weaker, while the tentacles had already closed in to within less than thirty meters.
At this moment, quite a few members of the Long-eared Tribe from the [Laurel] Tribe had gathered beneath the divine tree... Most of them were the old and weak of the tribe.
They had neither gone into battle nor had time to evacuate. After the terrifying tentacles appeared, they had naturally come beneath the shadow of the divine tree to seek shelter.
"What do we do...? Are we all going to die here?"
"I just completed the Moon Worship Ceremony, and my wife is still on the divine tree, conceiving our child... I don't want to die. I really want to see my child, even if it's only once..."
One terrified gaze after another gathered on the tree trunk beneath the divine tree's shadow. Their high priestess was lying beneath the trunk, and the faint radiance of the divine tree was nourishing her.
Meanwhile, Lord Banicola, the tribe's mightiest warrior, stood guard nearby with a solemn expression.
"Banicola..."
"Avril, you're finally awake!"
"What happened to me...?" Avril was slightly dazed, but under the nourishment of the divine tree's power, she soon remembered what had happened... She pressed a hand to her temple as if suffering from a headache. "Sorry, Banicola, that you had to see me in such a pathetic state."
"It's not your fault." Banicola shook his head. "The Mental Pollution was too intense. You... were merely taken advantage of. In terms of soul strength alone, you're even stronger than me. I'm just better at fighting."
Avril let out a soft sigh and quickly regained her composure. She had become the high priestess here not merely because she was capable of giving birth; she naturally had her own