The gathered green light spots floated above his palm. At this moment, he reached out with his other hand and gently touched these green dots of light.
A ripple seemed to appear in the air.
When the ripple touched the green light spots, it seemed to shatter a layer of their outer shell. The light spots suddenly shrank and shone brighter.
These specks of light were actually the purest True Spirit Energy in the 'green tree'. After they shrank, although the total amount of True Spirit Energy was reduced, the pure and transparent feeling became even more obvious.
"So, the heterogeneous energy he mentioned refers to the heterogeneous energy of the True Spirit?" At this moment, Gregory finally understood what he meant when he said "it's really heterogeneous".
But after understanding it, Gregory fell into a new state of confusion.
From what he knew, the energy of this giant tree formed from the Power of the True Spirit was so pure that it could be directly absorbed. The energy in Gregory's body was probably not as pure as the Power of the True Spirit, but in the eyes of the golden-haired figure, this energy was actually mixed?
Gravu thought to himself. There's a reason why he's so strong.
While Gravu was still thinking, the blond figure suddenly turned around and looked at him.
The figure's eyes were calm and silent, but Gravu lowered his head subconsciously.
The sound of light footsteps could be heard.
Gregory knew that it was the golden-haired figure who had walked over. There was a trace of excitement in its heart, but also a kind of fear of the unknown.
What did he want to do by walking over? What's his reason for judging me as an enemy? I'm a demon too. Will he kill me too?
Just as Gregory was feeling uneasy, he suddenly heard the footsteps stop.
He looked up and saw that the blond figure did not stop in front of him. Instead, he stood beside Angor. Gravu tried his best to see the figure's face, but because of the backlight, he could only see the glowing eyes and the thick shadow that poured down.
Gravu could not see the figure's face, but he noticed something after observing for a while.
The figure looked like a soul, but also like an illusion without enough energy. It looked like it would disappear at any time.
As Gravu wondered, the blond figure covered the pure True Spirit energy in his hand with a layer of strange green runes and slowly pushed it into the shop owner's body.
When "Angor" fought Lord Flameless in the green ring, he was severely injured. His hands were torn apart, revealing his bones. Some of his internal organs were also damaged. It was a terrible sight to behold.
However, when the purest essence of the tree, the power of True Spirit that Gravu coveted so much, fell into Angor's body …
The green runes wrapped around Angor's body. His bone-deep wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. His pale and lifeless face became rosy again.
The True Spirit energy was of a very high level, which should not be absorbed by Angor. However, the blond figure did something and allowed Angor to absorb it perfectly. When the faint layer of True Spirit energy covered Angor's body, Gravu even felt threatened.
It was the first time Gravu felt pressure from the shop owner.
It didn't take long for Angor's injuries to be completely healed. It even caused some positive changes in his body.
When Angor fully recovered, the blond figure stood beside Angor and stared at him with a thoughtful expression.
There was a complicated emotion in his eyes.
Behind him was a green tree swaying in the wind.
Due to the fact that the energy contained within the green tree was far too powerful, and the fact that this continent needed this high-grade energy to save itself, these violent winds were actually more of a manifestation of the subconscious consciousness of the continent itself, and it was a phenomenon created to save itself.
The subconsciousness of the continent hoped to use the wind to slowly spread the True Spirit energy from the tree to every inch of the land so that the continent could be reborn.
However, the tree's birth came from the blond figure.
Before he released the shackles, the True Spirit energy contained in the tree was unshakable. Even the subconsciousness of the continent could not take away a single bit of it.
It was as if time had stopped at this moment.
After a long time, the blond figure finally stopped looking at Angor and crouched down.
He slowly placed his hand on Angor's cheek. Following a blinding green light, his hand disintegrated into countless tiny, dancing green patterns, which all flowed into Angor's right eye.
As the green patterns appeared, the blond figure became blurry.
In the end, even his silhouette gradually disappeared, leaving only a bright, star-like light in his eyes.
However, the light did not linger in the air for too long. Instead, it directly entered Angor's right eye. The blond figure completely disappeared from the spot, leaving only Angor who was still sleeping.
"He's gone …" Although he had expected it, his new admirer, Gregory, was still a little disappointed. A moment later, Gravu suddenly thought of something and looked at the tree in the distance, which was rustling in the wind. "He's gone. What should I do with this tree?"
Gregory wanted to get close to the tree and plunder the True Spirit Force, but it could still vaguely feel the green patterns around the tree.
The green patterns were restraining the tree, preventing the wind from taking away even a tiny bit of its energy.
Gravu knew that even if he approached the tree, he would not be able to take the True Spirit energy if he could not remove the green patterns on the tree.
And the person who could do that was gone … Gravu sighed and decided not to think about it anymore. Instead, he tried his best to stand up.
He wanted to see Lady Orucia's soul and her body.
However, as Gravu struggled to sit up, Angor suddenly opened his eyes.
…
Angor felt pain all over his body.
At first, it was the intense pain in his hands and organs. This pain lasted for a long time. Later, he felt an extremely large amount of energy pouring into his body.
Along with this energy, there were also some strange green patterns.
These green patterns seemed to have a purifying effect. They removed the explosive fire attribute and the chaotic energy from the Abyss, which made the energy extremely gentle and easy to absorb.
When the energy was completely purified, the green patterns also disappeared.
The energy spread to every part of his body, especially his hands and internal organs, which felt like they were being reborn. His body felt numb and itchy at the same time.
However, the comfortable feeling did not last long.
When Angor felt his entire body being immersed in the "warm water", he suddenly felt an unbearable pain in his right eye.
He could no longer tell where the "pain" came from. All he could feel was that his right eye was glowing with a bright green light.
Angor did not know how long the pain lasted. Every second felt like years to him.
When the pain finally subsided and Angor thought it was over, an even brighter beam of light fell into his right eye.
The light did not bring any pain. However, it brought a drop of blood.
"Drop" was not an accurate measurement. It was more like an extension of one's bloodline. Still, Angor felt that a drop of blood was absorbed into his body.
And the feeling he got from this drop of blood was all too familiar.
This was "Shava", or rather, "Shava's" projected bloodline!
As soon as he thought about projecting his bloodline, he felt a sharp pain all over his body. He knew this was a necessary process for bloodline fusion. He had experienced it before. But this time, the pain was on a whole new level.
This pain caused almost every part of his body to spasm.
Besides, it was not too long ago when he fused with his "right forearm". His body had just digested the change in his right forearm, and now there was a new projected bloodline!
That guy was seizing every chance he got to "get some fresh air"!
Angor gritted his teeth. He had no choice but to swallow the pain. After all, he was the one who let that guy out.
The intense pain lasted for a long time without stopping. Moreover, because it hadn't been long since the last time he fused with the bloodline, the consumption of his physical foundation this time was even faster.
Angor estimated that he could accept the new bloodline peacefully if he could become a wizard. But there was still a long way to go before he became a wizard.
Less than one-tenth of the drop of blood was absorbed, and Angor already felt like his body could not take it anymore.
Maybe his body would collapse in the next second.
If Angor could make an expression right now, it would be one of bitterness and helplessness.
Looks like I'm really done for this time. This thought flashed through Angor's mind amidst the pain. However, he was comforted by the fact that he had some vague memories. He knew that the Flameless Lord was no longer a threat to him. At the very least, he had tried his best to "flip the table", and in the end, he really did flip the table.
He would still die in the end, but it was better than being killed by a demon. Even his soul would not be able to escape.
Besides, there were many cases of people dying from bloodline fusion in the wizarding world. Maybe this was not a bad way to die.
As Angor thought about it, a gentle stream of energy suddenly began to repair his body, which was on the verge of collapse.
He was surprised. The energy was the same as the huge amount of energy that went into his body before.
It did not consume much energy to repair his hand and organs. The remaining energy stayed in his body. But now, because his body was about to collapse … or rather, it was already collapsing, the energy was reactivated and began to repair his broken body.
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