Richard was in high spirits.
The transformation of the god's ancient tree was an opportunity hard to come by in a millennium.
The boss would be invincible if he could take this step.
No one had thought the dark energy that made his heart palpitate would have such an effect on the god's ancient tree.
Good fortune and bad luck co-exist together.
This time, he felt more comfortable.
"Treebeard, keep on hunting. I'll try to attract as many enemies as possible."
"Yes, Lord..."
The god's ancient tree's low and muffled voice carried subtle excitement.
The increase Richard saw on the panel was nothing compared to the one he experienced himself.
Every time he killed an enemy.
It could devour more of that unique power.
It would reinforce his soul.
This feeling was overly cosmic.
Richard turned around and flew away from the quicksand. And the god's ancient tree immediately picked up its pace.
