Faith Power was a power of a higher order, so it could naturally serve as one source of nourishment for the World Tree Seed.
But the Faith Power Duke currently possessed was nowhere near enough to revive the World Tree Seed. At least, it would not happen anytime soon.
"I've told you how. As for what to do and whether you can pull it off, that depends on your own ability and luck~" Albedo's figure began to fade, then vanished completely. Silence returned to the vault.
After Albedo left, Duke was alone on the vast, lifeless bottom level of the underground vault.
Duke looked around. The space was a perfectly regular cube, over a hundred meters in length, width, and height, as though a god had measured it with ruler and compass before cutting it out.
The floor beneath his feet, the walls around him, and the ceiling overhead were all cast from the same deep-hued Seaheart Iron, which glimmered faintly like starlight. It formed a seamless whole, without a single visible joint.
The immense space made him feel small and oppressed, as though he stood inside a metal temple buried underground. The air seemed frozen by the absolute enclosure, cold and dry with the stillness of a thousand years. Every breath carried a faint metallic chill.
No visible lamp or window provided the light. The Seaheart Iron walls and floor themselves gave off a faint, almost eternal glow.
Its pale blue-gray hue resembled light from the deep sea or a distant starfield. It reached every corner, enough to see by, yet could not dispel the heavy silence and mystery that filled the air.
Though the space was lit, it held no warmth or life. It felt more like the inside of a vast, exquisitely made coffin.
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