First-Class Wizard Apprentice

Gabi's transformed Night Owl merely circled once above Clivia's head. In that instant, the two Leaf Swords in Clivia's hands repeatedly stabbed toward the sky. Amid Gabi's terrified cries, one Leaf Sword nearly pierced her, severing two of her flight feathers.

"Senior!"

At the same time, Locke took advantage of the opportunity to find the hidden true root of the Clivia in the darkness.

Clivia was a carnivorous Magic Plant, equivalent to a bird of prey in the plant world. It attacked and preyed on anything that moved.

There were two ways to deal with it. One was to destroy it through brute force.

Without a First-Class Wizard Apprentice controlling it, Clivia's threat level was only equivalent to that of some Second-Class Wizard Apprentices with relatively deep mana reserves. For Locke, it was fairly easy to deal with.

However, that would destroy this precious Magic Plant.

The second method was to find its true root and pull it out of the soil.

Clivia's visible roots were merely false roots used to keep it standing and move short distances. They could not actually transmit nutrients. Its true root had been hidden somehow. As long as the true root was dug out of the ground, this Magic Plant would enter a state of suspended death and cease all activity.

This was also a form of self-protection.

Locke moved quickly. With a soft incantation, three Vine Hands formed from mandrake vine branches extended simultaneously. Like drills, they burrowed deep into the rocky ground, then grew along the cracks in the rock until they found the deepest point where Clivia's true root had taken hold. They dug it out as carefully as possible without damaging it.

"The deepest part of this Clivia's true root is actually twenty-one meters underground. This Clivia must have been