Juyoung Hong (6)

"Run away!"

"Flame Outburst! Soar, Pillar of Fire!"

"Attack, Fire Spirit!"

"My body will be solid steel!"

"Power Shot! Triple Shot!"

Smith's party relentlessly attacked me with all kinds of skills.

No matter how strong the roots were, they were trees by nature, and were bound to be vulnerable to fire. As a result, flames caught on to the roots.

At that moment, however, other roots around the flames began to stick to it like glue. All of the sticking parts withdrew straight into the ground, and new roots sprouted right away.

The other attacks by Smith's party faced the same fate. Although their attacks ruined the roots and inflicted great damage on them, the surrounding roots stuck to the damaged ones, then withdrew into the ground like before. Instantly new roots emerged from the same location.

The virtuous cycle continued, although it must have seemed a vicious cycle for Smith's party.