Ten years later.
The Devil Locust Vine's roots sprawled through the depths of the earth veins, like a malignant tumor parasitizing this Spiritfolk World. It controlled the lifeblood of this world, drew upon the origin power of the entire world, and sought to bind its own fate to that of the Spiritfolk World.
It even sought to become an Endless Overlord, replace this world, and become a World Tree!
The many wizards searching for Chaos root nodules and digging them out one by one were doing all this to sever the Devil Locust Vine's inseparable parasitic bond with this Spiritfolk World, forcing it to exist as the master of its own world rather than contend against the entire world.
That way, without the ceaseless support of the world's origin power, even if the other Stigmata Wizards did not intervene, Panic Boiling Stigmata Grand Wizard alone might be able to suppress it, provided he had sufficient magic power.
Thus, the Wizard World had spent ten years simultaneously eliminating Chaos root nodules, suppressing the Devil Locust Vine and several Chaos Devil followers, and continually striking at the invading forces of the Parasitic Spore World.
For such a small world to remain unconquered after so many Stigmata Wizards had descended upon it for ten years was a rare sight indeed.
"This fellow is getting craftier by the day."
Following the elemental power stirred by the Devil Locust Vine's root network, which he sensed through the elements beneath his feet, Green walked on until he suddenly discovered that the path ahead had reached its end. There was no longer any trace of the root network. The brow beneath the Face of Truth furrowed tightly as he sighed.
Over the past few years, as the number of Chaos root nodules had dwindled, the Devil Locust