127 Chapter 125 Aftermath Of The Storm (1/2)

After breakfast they teleported back to the scene of the magic storm. It was breathtaking.

The landscape was beautiful and lush. The trees that were torn up and thrown down, had sprouted roots, and the gra.s.s was already waist height. It looked like years had pa.s.sed.

'PLANT is having a 'field' day,' said Joe, making Joseph laugh.

Turning to Stella, he said, ”I want to see how far this reaches.”

It was a high mana area, after the storm, so the area around Joseph literally glowed without him even doing anything. As he walked, the gra.s.s grew even greener and more lush. It was like one of those G.o.ds they show in the movies.

He stopped for a few hours to study REJUVENATE PLANT in the area. REJUVENATE PLANT could revive a dead plant. It was powerful enough to make a wooden door grow roots, branches and leaves. It was a long shot if it would work on something the size of the world tree, but it was the best spell he had seen for the job.

After he was done, they started teleporting around the area. Everything was full of magic and life…until the seventh TELEPORT. There was a minor fluctuation. Only the smallest of disturbances. But when everything else was excessively vibrant, any small dark spot was noticeable.

”Stella, heads up. I don't know what it is, but prepare to kill it.”

She nodded, pulling out her blades.

TELEPORT.

”Ugh,” she said, wrinkling her nose in disgust.

The mana had the taint similar to the ice monster. Mana was being siphoned out of the area by something dark and twisted. Death and life were both natural. Even the undead running on magic didn't completely break this law. But this was corrupted, like something was tortured but not allowed to die.

Joseph was able to resist throwing up, because he knew it wouldn't help. Some of the corrupted mana made its way into his territory, but he couldn't fix it immediately. He had experience with this kind of corruption before, when the arrow almost took his arm, but this was stronger.

Off in the distance he could see seven people in a circle around something.

”Stella, we may need to keep one of them alive for questioning,” he said softly.

”Yes, Master Joseph,” she replied in a whisper.