The realization appeared in his mind naturally.
The tree did not move.
The tree did not attack.
The tree simply existed.
Simon felt a lot of pressure looking at Mother Fleshwood, then he compared it to the visions of the Devourers he saw in the past.
'The First Fleshwood is terrifying, but the Devourers... are still far more terrifying... Mother Fleshwood seems to originate from the Devourers or has a link to them.'
Suddenly, his soul trembled violently.
His Sea of Consciousness shook.
And the Seven Stars Blessing began shining on its own.
Then Simon saw them.
Nine enormous pulses of crimson light coming from the massive tree.
One after another.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The world itself seemed to pulse alongside them.
'The nine hearts of the First Fleshwood?'
Simon was not certain if they were hearts. He could not see them clearly.
Every time he attempted to focus on the lights, his vision blurred and his head felt like it was about to split apart.
