As the words fell, ripples suddenly danced across the water's surface.
The next mont, the pool surged outward, forming a recess in the center, revealing that inky black curse energy.
Almost simultaneously, the swarm of azure fire bees darted out like the wind, a morphing giant hand seizing the exposed portion before the water settled, yanking it out.
Although still connected to the water below, most of the curse energy had been surrounded by the azure fire bees.
Two groups of azure fire bees, ablaze with white flas, encased the cursed energy within layers.
One could see the black flas darting and weaving within the white fire.
When so azure fireballs' surface was breached by the black flas, Hua Mi swiftly directed another group to fill the gap.
More than twenty swarms of azure fire bees.
In total, over two hundred thousand azure fire bees, all aid at depleting its energy! Hua Mi fixed his gaze on the fireball, ntal energy rapidly depleting.
Even if they couldn't eradicate it entirely, they had to drain it as much as possible, buying more ti for their subsequent actions.
The effect of bestowing honey seed insufficient.
He seed to hear a piercing, continuous scream echoing in his mind.
Hua Mi diverted so focus, commanding a swarm of blood-sucking bees toward the centaur, enclosing it.
"?!Don't move!" Hua Mi succinctly stated, "I need your ntal energy."
With the centaur's intelligence, not much explanation was needed; with one sentence, he comprehended Hua Mi's intention.
He stood there, willingly acting as a power bank, allowing the blood-sucking bees to gather on his bare upper body, emitting that eerie magical field.
Tiny siphoning magical fields ultimately converged, drawing energy from the centaur and continuously channeling it to Hua Mi.
Hua Mi imdiately sensed a surge of pure energy entering his body, his ntal strength rapidly replenishing.
"Truly the perfect fusion of strength and intelligence."
Temporarily free of imdiate concerns, Hua Mi focused on combating the curse.
In shorta battle of attrition!
Even if it didn't kill it, they had to exhaust it.
ntal energy continuously gathered from the centaur, the azure fire bees replenishing in turn...
The entire process reached a dynamic equilibrium.
Hua Mi vaguely felt his resistance dwindling.
The eerie screams in his mind also diminished...
Amidst the relentless confrontation, Hua Mi seed to lose his sense of ti and space temporarily.
As if suspended in a void.
In his field of view, only that mass encasing the cursed energy within the azure fireball remained.
When he erged from his absolute concentration, he realized that most of the azure fire bees had witheredaside from one that, like the blood-sucking bees, underwent a mutation in its struggle against the cursea matter he set aside for now.
Regarding the curse energy, only a tiny strand resembling a darting eel remained in the pool.
Success.
This minuscule energy wasn't a concern; the forest's self-purifying abilities could likely eliminate it.
The process had gone even smoother than he imagined.
His ntal state was decent, enough to feel like he could do it again.
"The centaur power bank is quite handy."
Hua Mi turned to the "power bank," noticing the latter kneeling on the ground, panting heavily, despite standing motionless throughout, his contribution crucial to the smooth "purging."
As he moved to help, a radiant figure appeared in mid-air.
Hua Mi shielded his eyes, glimpsing a silhouette within the radiance.
The figure waved its arm, a beam shooting into the pool, evaporating the remnants of the curse energy.
The radiance dissipated, and the figure descended.
It was an imposing female figure over two ters tall, with green skin, adorned in an exquisite erald gown, trailing behind, her jet-black hair cascading down to her waist.
She gracefully approached the Pseudo-Flower Spirit, cradling her.
A radiant glow emanated from her palm, restoring the Pseudo-Flower Spirit to full vitality.
The Pseudo-Flower Spirit imdiately fluttered its wings, circling the Spirit of the Dark Forest joyously, then flew towards Hua Mi, settling on his shoulder affectionately.
"Thank you, and you, Mr. Centaur."
"No need to thank ..."
The centaur laboriously replied, attempting to rise but faltering, finally surrendering, laying on the ground.
...
The Spirit of the Dark Forest conveyed the utmost gratitude to them.
"You've saved the Dark Forest, and on behalf of the myriad creatures here, I extend my thanks."
A disembodied voice echoed around them.
A radiant glow descended upon them, rging within.
Hua Mi felt a warmth in his chest, followed by a comforting flow spreading throughout his body.
"You've received the forest's blessing; whenever you're within its bounds, you'll exhibit greater charm, and your life force will continue to replenish."
Charm was one thing, but continuous life force replenishnt? Wasn't that like automatic healing, as in legends?
A divine skill!
Hua Mi sensed it; his body was slowly recovering.
Gradually, even for his ntal strength, it was imperceptible without careful attention, unrealistic to rely on this passive healing in battle.
Yet, from a daily perspective, it was fantastic.
Leaving aside pros and cons, within the Dark Forest, he wouldn't starve even without food, simply sitting, allowing his body's energy to replenish automatically.
"Additionally..." The Spirit of the Dark Forest addressed Hua Mi, "I extend an invitation on behalf of the Dark Forest. Would you be willing to beco its guardian?"
What did being a guardian entail, did it pay?
Before Hua Mi could contemplate, the Pseudo-Flower Spirit, already excited, encouraged, "Quickly agree! It's a great honor; nobody would refuse such a title!"
Just an honor?
That sounded fine.
As long as it didn't involve extra work or limit his freedom, accepting this title wouldn't be an issue.
The perks mattered less.
Honors were all about the prestige.
Like being "The Swordbearer of Brass City," stacking titles during introductions to assert dominance.
After so thought, Hua Mi asked, "Apart from , are there any other guardians within the Dark Forest?"
"Currently, you're the only one," the Pseudo-Flower Spirit replied, "Other guardians either left the forest or perished."
...
Why did it feel so desolate?
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