"Hurry guys! We do not have any more time to waste! The tree is dying!" Yggros' said in a shrill tone, her words piercing deep into everyone's ears.
"We have to fuse our essence into the tree." Banqui started, looking at Alaric. "Are you good to go?"
Although the man was on the floor bleeding on one arm and cut on the face, he still raised an arm to give a reassuring thumbs up.
"Are you sure about this?" Esty asked him, a worried expression on her face.
"I'm sure," Alaric replied, squeezing her hand.
"Well all have to do it simultaneously." Yggros explained. "That's the only way it works."
Each of the elders calmly placed their palms on the World Tree, their handprints began to glow in a blinding white hue. They infused their life force and cultivation energy into the tree for about twenty minutes, eventually noticing that the tree had begun to repair itself. The roots that had been damaged and lay amidst the ashes of the dead demons, began to burrow deep into the earth again.
