Chapter 253: What Grows Back
Deep beneath Bastion Six, the cavern became a battlefield.
It was not a war of swords and lightning. It was a suffocating, grinding war of pressure.
CRACK.
The heavy golden sap buried in the mud flared with blinding emerald light. A thick, vibrant green root erupted from the dirt shaft. It slammed into the ancient white stone, wrapping around the smooth pillar like a vice. The cutting found its anchor.
Then it struck outward.
Dozens of emerald vines exploded into the cavern. They slammed into the sickly, ash-white roots of the corruption. The two networks collided.
The subterranean cavern filled with the deafening groan of shifting bedrock. The pale rot tried to digest the green wood. The World Tree cutting pushed back, projecting an aura of pure, aggressive nature magic.
Reina, Estella, Lucien, and Bram stood in the center of the dark cavern.
