Another Promotion

PS: The previous chapter mentioned Archangel Tyrael, but that was only a fragment of Archangel Tyrael's remnant soul, with most of Archangel Tyrael's emotions missing. It did not count as Archangel Tyrael's true body, so don't regard it as the real Archangel Tyrael!

Back in Lut Gholein, Abel did not stay for a moment. He was worried about the symbiotic oak. From what he could sense, the oak had paid a tremendous price to save him.

He teleported from the Teleportation Waypoint to Rogue Encampment, then continually used Teleport until he reached the oak outside Rogue Encampment.

At that moment, many of the oak's leaves had already withered and turned yellow, covering the ground in a layer of fallen leaves. The once-lush oak now looked like a tree deep in winter.

What surprised him even more was that the Blue Howl Rabbits around the oak had completely stopped playing and eating as they usually did. All of them were prostrated before the oak. The countless Blue Howl Rabbits stretched as far as the eye could see, creating a magnificent scene.

Abel had the feeling that the Blue Howl Rabbits treated the oak as if it were a deity. This reminded him of Archangel Tyrael's mention of a divine sprout. Could the oak really become a deity?

The realm of deities was far too distant from him—so distant that he could not imagine what such a realm was like.

Abel shook his head and cast those thoughts aside. The most important thing now was to see how the oak was doing.

He came to the oak's trunk and carefully placed a hand against it. The Spirit Speaker's ability allowed him to clearly sense the oak's current condition: weak, extremely weak. That was the feeling transmitted by the oak.

He took a