Randolf raised his head and looked at the giant tree in the distance, his eyes also showing a touch of surprise.
The Empire's sword saint Chepo, who was with Lord Brent, also raised his eyebrows.
Their eyes met by chance.
Randolf slightly nodded to Chepo.
They all felt it.
Compared to yesterday when he came to the Land of Plague, the sacred tree had grown a lot taller, and the life aura it contained was also stronger.
Lord Fang Heng, the master of the Land of Plague, had unfathomable strength.
Perpetual spells didn't weaken with time. Instead, they became stronger.
How did he do it?
Suddenly, Randolf realized something. He frowned and turned to look at the sacred tree.
The next moment, Randolf's eyes were filled with surprise.
What was going on?
This powerful life force fluctuation...
The magical fluctuations in the field were still increasing rapidly!
How could this be?
