With the help of the compass, finding the Tree of Light was quite easy. Just like Fostoria told me, the cave that demon posed as the Tree of Light's location was fake.
The real location of Tree of Light was around three kilometers away from the demon's formation.
At first glance it was entirely unassuming, with dead tree trunks and branches covering the area, blending seamlessly with the surrounding forest that had been ravaged by the dark curtain.
As I walked with the compass in my hand, the device started blinking, the arrow on the screen which lead me here, turning into a dot.
I tapped my foot on the ground, and yeah, it did seem a bit lose than normal ground.
'Did the demon simply cover it with mud to keep anyone from noticing something from his residual mana? Or maybe his magic didn't work near the Tree of Light at all.'
'Wait…! So, I have to dig?!', I belatedly thought, my eyes widening in horror.
