The roots were undone slowly and there was nothing that had remained.
They had broken and consumed the very blades that my totem artifact couldn't cut through. It is not just the blades they consumed, but everything, including its very soul.
Not even a single piece of flesh or speck of soul had remained, and they had done that in less than a minute, while I had watched in shock.
I had expected many things, but not this, and immediately asked my clones to look for the relationship between the world and critters.
The roots burrow back into the ground, till they had completely disappeared. The only sign that had remained is soil.
I could fix it with a single command, but I didn't.
Hun!
A few seconds passed, and I was about to leave the core, as I was in a very dangerous place, when something surprising happened.
Rustle Rustle Rustle
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