In the drifter, Levi began asking Ruby more about the treants.
"So, their only skill is getting stronger the more trees are available?" He asked.
"No, if that was it, they wouldn’t be much of a threat since you can just cut all the trees if you want to fight them. They can reshape their hands into hamrs or swords, and the truly crazy part is that you must be careful not to harm the trees while fighting them," Ruby said, her voice already calm after escaping the treants.
"Why is that?"
"The tree explodes, and the explosion only affects all non-treants, and a tree guardian that has the combined power of all the treants within a 300-ter radius appears," she explained. "Why do you want to know? Not like you are suicidal enough to face them," she added with a smile.
"I might have to fight them later, so I wanted to know just in case," Levi said. "The combined power, does it account for the one the treants got from the combined power of all the trees?"
"Yes," Ruby said.
"So that ans a single tree guardian has the power of all treants and trees available in the area?" Levi furrowed his brows.
"That’s the reason why only single-target attacks are used against them," she answered.
"Thank you," Levi replied, looking out through the window.
The trees moved past them in a blur, but to Levi’s extraordinary perception, it was no different from a normal speed.
"You are welco," Ruby replied.
’They will know how to handle themselves if it gets to that," he thought as the image of Lucan using devastating attacks of wide range ca to mind.
Lucan swung his katana in a wide, horizontal arc, shooting a condensed arc of mana from its edge. It cleaved through all the treants in the front, slicing them in two halves cleanly.
The attack was devastating, and the treants were not the only ones caught in the range; trees were shredded into pieces.
Lucan stood there, unmoving as he watched the treants stop in their track.
The treants, woody, humanoid creatures, with bulky fras that reached 8fts began to whimper.
Lucan furrowed his brows as he gazed at them, confused by the sudden turn of events.
"Cover yourself, you idiot," Aiden scread from behind, already encasing himself in a case of ice.
Lucan did not even think twice. As a war veteran, he knew well to act even before he thought, especially in deadly situations.
His entire body vanished as he activated one of his bloodline skills: Void chamber, storing his body in a safe dinsion.
It did not take long; a massive explosion erupted from all the trees that were destroyed.
Lucan stared from his void chamber as the entire forest was razed by the explosion. His gaze faltered slightly as he thanked Aiden ntally.
Aiden, on the other hand, was calm. Although he was still in that place, the explosion did not so much as crack his ice case.
As everywhere stilled and the dust cleared, both of them ca out of whatever protective asures they had used.
They furrowed their brows as they looked around. Everywhere, terrifying presences began to awaken, each one at the grandmaster stage.
After a brief count, Lucan finally spoke. "There are 37 of them."
"Wait, don’t tell you just finished counting them," Aiden said from the side, truly surprised.
Lucan just scoffed, already used to his teasing.
"Handle those treants, let deal with the big ones. And rember, don’t destroy any tree," he stated, his words more like warnings.
Then he moved.
Lucan looked at him, his eyes twitching. "Who told him he could fight them alone?" He muttered, clearly frustrated. "That’s why he is so short."
Although he said all of these, Lucan respected Aiden. They have had their own fair share of battles in the endless dinsion, and if things went haywire, Aiden was the only one they could rely on.
With a soft push, he shot forward.
It was simple this ti around, no need for fancy energy techniques, all he would use was his physical strength held back enough to not destroy any trees, his sword, and controlled use of his spatial affinity.
Lucan’s sword ca down in a violent, restricted slash, slicing through a treant easily. He moved again, just in ti to dodge a huge hamr coming for his head.
From behind, a sword sliced through the air in a trail of brown.
Lucan stared at it from the corner of his eyes before docking low. The sword missed, tearing into the skull of another treant close by.
Before the hand could move back, Lucan swung his katana, slicing it cleanly from the arm. He did not allow it any chance to even cry; he thrust backwards, piercing through the treant’s abdon.
As he drew his blade back, he noticed that everywhere had gotten darker. Looking around, he had been surrounded from all sides by treants.
This scene only made him smile.
"I don’t know why I never thought of this," Lucan muttered.
His face changed back into one of seriousness. He released a hollow exhale. With him at the centre, a sphere expanded, easily covering all the treants.
"Thanks. I have never been pushed so much that I had to invent a new technique on the spot," Lucan said, then sheathed his katana calmly.
As the blade entered its scabbard and the soft clink of tal clashing against tal sounded, all the treants froze.
Their entire fras fell apart, slowly. Their bodies fell into countless fragnts of tiny woods.
What he had done was simple. He had always channelled spatial energy through his blade as a swordsman. But he had never thought of using spatial energy as his blade.
A re thought had blood into a clean sword art.
With it, he could attack anything within his space with re thought, irrespective of distance.
Aiden, barely avoiding a sword strike, stared at Lucan with a smile.
"I should also get serious so he wouldn’t steal my kills," he muttered.
With those words, he summoned his daggers from his storage space.
Crimson red with black hilts. Their entire structure convulsed with energy that threatened to spill out at any mont.
He grabbed them and lunged towards the enraged tree guardians.
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