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The Demon King was engulfed in pure light. Spiritual light like he had never seen nor sensed ever before. It completely covered his entire body, purifying all of his being. However, as he was a being of pure Miasma, his existence was fading away. The agony of death made him groan louder than ever before, to struggle as much as he possibly could, and to fight as much as he could muster.
But it was for naught, as Planta's entire being evolved, her body grew to an absolutely immense size, branches and roots covered his entire body, piercing through his soul. The essence of his very being was absorbed by her branches.
"Stop…! Agh! Don't…!"
Planta's consciousness remained within this powerful light, reaching the Demon King's soul. Her hand, resembling a ray of light, took ahold of his soul, the deepest parts of his very being, which he had closed for eons ago.
"W-What are you doing?!"
