Chapter 710: Please Allow Me to Strangle These Stupid Elves

Following that voice, it didn't take long before he saw the source of the "voice", a giant face embedded in the rock wall. The face might have been about ten meters wide with tightly shut eyes, its features partially turned to stone, and its mouth invisible. If it weren't for the "voice" emanating from it, it would be hard to tell it was a face.

"It's not a voice; it's the same kind of message as from Little Sapling, but it's so strong that it feels like there's an actual voice," Negris said.

Hearing someone calling it, Little Sapling popped out from Ange's shoulder, looked around, and focused on the face, waving its True Leaves excitedly: grow—strong—grow—strong—

The face didn't notice anyone had entered, nor did it hear Negris speak, but it was exceptionally sensitive to the messages sent by Little Sapling, and it trembled as it opened its eyes.