Aimier was quite astonished by this solemn promise. It was hard for her to believe that this person would help her.
"I know you mean well, but my Natural Essence is refined from the elements absorbed by oak roots within the tide. It can only be obtained from those roots. Unless you send me into Oak Space right now, there is absolutely no way to save me."
Li Ziran ignored her entirely. With a light tap of his finger, streaks of light immediately condensed in the air. The lines wove together, forming a Light Shield in the blink of an eye.
Aimier was somewhat baffled. She was a Nature Elf—what use was a Light Shield to her?
Yet very quickly, Li Ziran began consuming the essence within the Nature Shield.
This terrified Aimier. What remained was already barely enough to sustain her life. If he kept swallowing it like this, was he not trying to make her die at once?
"Stop, Li Ziran, you can't do this!" Aimier hurriedly tried to stop him.
As if he had anticipated her reaction, a Sealing Spell silently condensed around her.
Li Ziran's form changed drastically at that moment, directly transforming into a Light Sheep. Patterns of light flowed across him as seals descended layer upon layer.
Aimier could not move at all. She could only watch helplessly as the essence inside the shield continued flowing into Li Ziran's mouth.
After waiting anxiously like this for half an hour, Li Ziran suddenly stopped. A scalpel appeared in his hand, and he lightly cut himself. Like a butter tree, bright red liquid actually flowed from beneath his skin.
She was a Primordial Elf and naturally sensed the vast, surging Fire Element. This bottle of solution was actually the product of elements compressed to the extreme.