The Library, the Others

Green walked through the dim underground passage, while the Little Treants quietly advanced about fifty meters ahead of him. Compared to before, the Little Treants had clearly lost much of their sentience and were beginning to grow dull and lifeless.

"Time is almost up!" Green thought.

After continuing for five minutes, a crossroads appeared ahead. The crisp footsteps stopped, and a subtle change came over Green's face.

A clear set of footprints crossed the branch passage. Two distinct footprints remained in the dust on the ground, and a faint radiation of Fire Element still lingered in the air.

The footprints had not led toward the Library. They had crossed the path leading to it.

Seeing this, Green immediately went to the edge of the footprints and crouched down, touching them with his hand.

"Not Newt. And with such a high concentration of Fire Element, it's Yaxi!"

Green looked at the footprints on the ground without showing any panic. They were very regular, with roughly equal spacing between each step, but they seemed somewhat hurried. The forefoot struck the ground noticeably more often.

"Is he chasing something? Or is something chasing him?" Green shook his head and did not think any further.

With the strength of his current body, even if he found them, he would not be able to help. Instead, he might drag himself into danger as well.

Green thought it over and decided not to search for the others. After all, his true body was still outside the ruins, while this body inside the ruins was far too fragile.

Green stood up and let the Little Treants walk ahead as they continued toward the Library. However, after taking a few steps, Green turned around and tossed out a Potion filled with transparent liquid.

A fluctuation silently spread out.