He did not understand why, nor did he seek to get to the bottom of it.
Because, at present, he had no better choice.
To keep those powerful beings whose gazes were turned this way from discovering anything amiss within, Angel did not hesitate further. He raised his head, and a Green Pattern flickered in his eyes, winding around his right hand.
The Green Pattern in his palm flashed as he pressed it toward the trunk.
Just as Angel was about to touch the Luminous Green Tree, the wind that had been blowing suddenly grew fiercer.
The continent's pan-consciousness had already taken the true spirit power within the tree as its own "life-saving medicine." How could it be willing to let Angel lay a hand on it?
The violent wind struck his skin with pain like blades scraping over flesh.
Not far away, Grewu was even blown away by the sudden hurricane. Forcing himself through the reopening of his wounds, Grewu only managed to root himself firmly several dozen meters away.
Although Grewu was injured, his physical strength was comparable to that of a formal wizard. Or rather, it was even stronger than that of formal wizards outside the bloodline side, since he was, in essence, a demon.
By Grewu's reckoning, if even he had been blown away, then the shop owner would probably be swept away by the gale as well. After all, even if the shop owner's "core" had been replaced, the weakness of his body was an indisputable fact.
Yet when Grewu looked over, he discovered in astonishment that Angel had not only avoided being blown away, but had not even moved his body. Like an unyielding boulder, he stood as still as a mountain.
Angel could naturally sense the hurricane's obstruction and rejection. He had even