Great Magic; False Snake Corpse Vine collapsed with a thunderous roar. As it collapsed, lightning flashed and thunder boomed across the sky. This was the energy chaos triggered by the collapse of a Second-Ring Wizard's Great Magic.
The energy entangling the infected plant undead that remained around them had also dispersed, and they returned to being ordinary plants.
Ten Golden Short-Life Sword Bean Pods floated behind Wizard Appian. The blades on the ten pods were actually the exceptionally sharp, fibrous bean tendrils unique to the edges of pod-type Magic Plants.
Locke sensed that a special kind of breathing seemed to be hidden within the opponent's breaths. His breathing, the breathing of the Golden Short-Life Sword Bean Pods, and their breathing seemed to be connected. That breathing was even connected to the breathing of the Great Magic.
This is... Spiritual Breath.
Appian's hidden vitality and the hidden vitality of the Magic Plant were now connected. Their hidden vitality intertwined and complemented each other. Although the two appeared to be separate individuals, their auras were linked, forming a special state.
For a moment, Locke seemed to hear a certain breathing sound coming from them.
Locke looked toward the golden city behind Wizard Appian. Within it grew a massive tree, whose branches had many Golden Short-Life Sword Bean Pods grafted onto them.
That dark-red tree contained that strange Spiritual Breath, which felt both dangerous and terrifying.
"So that's how it is. That's the true source of Short-Life Spiritual Breath. That Star-Ring-level Magic Plant fished up the Short-Life Spiritual Breath, while Appian merely used the Grafting Cultivation Method to graft the sword bean pods onto it and obtain the corresponding Spiritual Breath."
Locke met Wizard Appian's eyes and saw that Appian's suspicion of him had not disappeared.
But that was only natural.
Even if