The core of Mage Tower Grove—the Tower of Nature.
On the cliff, Xiro was gasping violently, covered in dirt and ash. His magical robe was torn to rags like a beggar's, making him utterly unrecognizable from the elegant elf who was usually so particular about his appearance.
Beside him, Rioldo's eyes were filled with terror—the mysterious tower that had once soared into the clouds was now reduced to only half its height.
Not every mage of Mage Tower Grove was qualified to enter the grove's core space. From the outside, this place normally appeared to be nothing more than a world wreathed in light, with nothing unusual visible. As Xiro's direct disciple, Rioldo had visited the Tower of Nature more than once and knew full well the power of the tower within this space.
The Tower of Nature was a solid landmark, not a dwelling like ordinary mage towers, yet it possessed mysterious and formidable powers—it could double its controller's offensive and defensive abilities, while half of all attacks suffered by the controller would be dispersed throughout the grove under the Tower of Nature's command. Fighting here, his teacher Xiro had been virtually invincible.
Yet the battle he had witnessed today had completely overturned everything he knew. That woman had actually taken his teacher's devastating strike, empowered by the entire grove, head-on. What happened afterward was even more terrifying: she had struck and collapsed the Tower of Nature!
Had Elder Dursa not appeared in time, he and his teacher Xiro would undoubtedly have been reduced to dust beneath that woman's horrifying power.
Rioldo finally understood what kind of terrifying powerhouse he had offended earlier. At the thought of it, cold sweat poured down his back.
Dursa's strength was indeed extraordinary. The moment she arrived, she subdued the entire battlefield. Though