The World Tree had re-rooted herself in the earth and changed back to her tree state.
But half of the tree was charred, while the other half, though still vibrant, was presumably the result of a delay in the plant nerve, and the branches and leaves should slowly wither before long.
In Roland's mental perception, the spirit of the World Tree still existed, though it wasn't very active.
At the same time, a faint purple film sealed off the entire Elf Forest.
It was a very strong boundary.
"Protecting your sons and daughters even in slumber?" Roland stood at the edge of the floating city and glanced at the World Tree below, before he looked up again, leveling his eyes at the Dragon God Bahamut in front of him. "Esteemed Dragon God, do you wish to continue the fight?"
The dragon god's gaze was cold.
He had brought thousands of gigantic dragons this time, all adults.
