As the Energy-Level Restriction activated, an indescribable shackle bound every member of the fairy race.
For now, however, the one who felt it most deeply was likely the strongest Vine Banshee. The other fairies sensed it as well, but only noticed that the energy they inhaled had become slightly sluggish, slowing their advancement somewhat.
This was because the maximum limit Sanders had set for the Energy-Level Restriction was based on the strength of a Level 3 apprentice. Among the fairy race, only the Vine Banshee had reached the bottleneck set by the Level 3 apprentice standard. All the other fairies remained far from the limit.
In the distance, the Vine Banshee could clearly see vast amounts of energy mist bestowed by the Mother Tree around her, yet she simply could not absorb it into her body. Anxiety seized her. She turned and prayed to the Mother Tree in a low voice, asking for the reason.
The Vine Banshee's actions drew the other fairies' attention. They, too, had truly felt the change in energy. Previously, they could digest energy in an instant and make great leaps in strength. Now, the digestion time had been stretched a hundredfold, a thousandfold. Even if they paused their absorption, they would not lose much time.
Thus, they all stopped as well and turned toward the Mother Tree, hoping for its response.
Yet the gathered fairies' prayers did not immediately receive an answer from the Mother Tree.
It was not that the Mother Tree would not answer, but that... Angel had temporarily taken control of the Tree Civilization and was considering how he should respond to them.
After a long while, the fairy race finally received an answer.
But the Mother Tree's response was exceedingly brief, not even enough to form a sentence. There were only