As Enzo's own strength continued to be drained away, he felt weakened.
The snowy white fox, speaking with human words, stared down at him from above, its terrifying aura pressing down like a massive stone, rendering Enzo immobile.
He couldn't go on like this!
"If you want to drain my power, why can't I drain yours?"
Under the threat of death, Enzo no longer cared what lay buried beneath the tree stump.
The Tree of Life, one of the Seven Great Origins Creations, held immense status, and conveniently nearby was a piece of its branch, providing Enzo with an advantage.
"All my power, return to me!"
Enzo roared in his mind, activating the life sapling totem to absorb the drained energy, and even the power of the mystical entity buried beneath.
His strength surged once more, faster than the time led by Bookstaver.
In an instant, all the leaves of the Tree of Life lit up, seedlings grew into saplings, and then into towering trees.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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