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Mark and Albert thanked the young tribesman and continued on their way. On both sides of the road, towering trees blocked out the sun, and the sun shone through the gaps between the branches and leaves, forming mottled light and shadows on the ground. The breeze blew, the leaves rustled, and accompanied by the sound of birds singing in the distance, forming a harmonious natural symphony.

Albert took a deep breath, feeling the fresh air in the mountains, and a comfortable smile appeared on his face. "Finally out," he stretched and stretched his muscles, "The air outside is still good." After walking for about 2 hours, Mark suddenly felt a palpitation and abnormal energy fluctuations in his body.

His face changed, and he quickly stopped, sat cross-legged, and adjusted the energy in his body. A visible energy fluctuation emanated from him, distorting the surrounding air and making a slight humming sound.

Seeing this, Albert hurriedly stepped forward and asked with concern: "Mark, what's wrong with you?"

He leaned down slightly, staring at Mark closely, his eyes full of worry. The surrounding trees swayed gently in the breeze, and the leaves rustled, as if they were also worried about Mark's condition.

Mark closed his eyes tightly, frowned, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. He circulated the energy in his body and found that the power of the gemstone he absorbed conflicted with his own energy. The two energies were like two incompatible torrents, colliding violently in his body, causing him to feel waves of severe pain. He gritted his teeth and tried to control the energy in his body and prevent them from getting out of control.

"The energy in my body... is a little out of control." Mark said with difficulty, his voice trembling. He took a deep breath and tried to calm the energy fluctuations in his body, but with little effect.

Seeing this, Albert took out the slate given by the old man from his arms and handed it to Mark. "Try this." He said in a hurried tone, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes. The slate reflected a faint fluorescence in the sun, like the stars in the night sky, flashing a mysterious light.

Mark took the slate and felt cold in his hands. A strange energy was transmitted from the slate to his hands, making him feel numb. He found that the runes on the slate resonated with the power of the gems in his body. The runes seemed to come alive and flashed with dazzling light.

He put the slate on his chest and guided the rune power on the slate into his body. The rune power was like a lubricant, slowly penetrating into every corner of his body, reconciling the conflict between the power of the gems and his own energy. The two energies were like two originally incompatible streams. Under the guidance of the rune power, they gradually merged together to form a more powerful energy.

Mark felt comfortable, the energy fluctuations in his body gradually stabilized, and the original pain disappeared. He opened his eyes, and there was a bright light in his eyes. He found that the runes on the slate had disappeared and merged into his body. The surrounding trees also stopped swaying and returned to calm. The sun shone through the gaps between the branches and leaves, forming mottled light and shadows on the ground. Everything seemed quiet and peaceful.

He stood up, clenched his fists, and felt the surging power in his body. A powerful force surged in his body, making him feel stronger than ever before. He waved his fists a few times, and the air rustled with a whirring sound, and the leaves were rustled by the wind from his fists.

Albert watched Mark's changes with joy, his eyes full of admiration. "How do you feel?"

He asked, with a hint of excitement in his tone. "Very good!" Mark smiled confidently, "I feel that my strength is stronger than before!" Albert nodded, and smiled on his face.

Mark took a long breath and stood up slowly. He stretched his muscles and twisted his neck, making a "clicking" sound. The sun shone through the gaps between the branches and leaves, shining on his face, making him look refreshed.

Albert nodded and turned his eyes to the front. The dense jungle blocked the sky, and the sun could only shine through the gaps. "Let's go, and try to reach the nearest town before dark."

He said, taking a step and walking forward. Mark followed Albert's pace, and the two walked side by side. After walking for about half a day, they came to a valley. The valley was shaded by green trees, birds were singing, and flowers were fragrant. A clear stream meandered and the scenery was pleasant. The gurgling stream made a pleasant sound, echoing in the quiet valley. The sun shone through the gaps in the leaves, forming mottled light and shadows on the ground, swaying gently with the breeze. Several colorful butterflies danced among the flowers, adding a touch of vitality to this quiet valley. The air was filled with the fragrance of flowers and plants, refreshing. The two rested under a large tree with lush branches and leaves. The trunk was so thick that it took two people to hug it. The crown of the tree was huge, like a huge parasol, blocking the dazzling sunlight for the two. The leaves were emerald green, swaying gently in the breeze, making a rustling sound.

Mark took some dry food and water and handed one to Albert. "Let's eat something first." He said, and he picked up a piece of dry food and started to chew it. The dry food was a bit hard, but it tasted good, with a faint wheat aroma. Albert took the dry food and water, thanked him, and then began to eat slowly. He chewed slowly, as if he was savoring the taste of the food. Under the shade of the tree, the two of them ate the dry food quietly, occasionally looking up at the sky, enjoying this moment of tranquility. A few birds jumped on the branches, chirping non-stop, adding a touch of vitality to this quiet valley.

After eating, Albert suddenly felt dizzy, his body shook a few times involuntarily, and he almost fell. He was pale, breathing rapidly, fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, and his lips lost their color. "Albert, what's wrong with you?" Seeing this, Mark quickly put down the water bag in his hand, reached out to support him, and asked with concern. Albert held his forehead with one hand and supported the tree trunk with the other, barely standing steady. He took a few deep breaths and tried to calm himself down.

"I... I feel a strange power... surging in my body..." He said intermittently, his voice weak and with a hint of pain in his tone.

Mark realized that the power of the tree man in Albert's body might become active again. His heart tightened, and he quickly took out the stone tablet given by the old man and handed it to Albert.

"Quick, hold it!" His tone was hurried, and his eyes were full of worry. Albert took the stone tablet and felt cold in his hands. A strange energy was transmitted from the stone tablet to his hands, making him feel numb. The runes on the stone tablet flickered with a faint fluorescence, like the stars in the night sky, emitting a mysterious light.

The power of the runes on the stone tablet slowly flowed into Albert's body, interacting with the restless tree man power in his body to form a delicate balance. Albert's complexion gradually returned to normal, and his breathing also stabilized. He felt that the strange power in his body gradually calmed down, and was replaced by a comfortable warm current that flowed through his body. "Much better." Albert took a deep breath and handed the slate back to Mark. "Thank you, Mark." There was a hint of gratitude in his tone, and his eyes regained clarity.

Mark took the slate and carefully put it away.

"It seems that the way to completely solve the power of the tree man is to find all the fragments of the holy stone as soon as possible."

As he said, he looked up at the sky,

"Let's go to the nearest town first and find out about Toby's rebirth organization. I suspect that the last three fragments are in Toby's hands."

Albert nodded in agreement. The two packed their bags and continued on their way. The two walked along the path in the valley. The surrounding scenery was beautiful and pleasant, but they had no intention of appreciating it. The power of the tree man in Albert's body was like a time bomb, which could explode again at any time, so they dared not slack off. After walking for a while, Mark suddenly stopped and looked around vigilantly.

"Someone is following us." He lowered his voice and spoke in a serious tone.

Albert also noticed something strange. He slowed down and listened carefully to the movements around him.

"I felt it, too." He whispered, his eyes scanning the surrounding trees sharply.

The two looked at each other and immediately quickened their pace, trying to get rid of the tracker. They ran quickly along the rugged mountain road, their figures shuttled through the dense woods like two lightning bolts.

But the tracker seemed to be very familiar with the terrain and pursued them relentlessly. They followed closely behind, and the sound of their footsteps was particularly clear in the silent forest, like a drumbeat urging death, which made Mark and Albert feel a wave of oppression. Seeing that they could not get rid of the tracker, Mark and Albert made a decisive decision and hid in a dense jungle. They used the surrounding environment to hide their bodies and wait for an opportunity to fight back.

"What should I do?" Albert asked in a low voice, hiding behind a thick tree, with a hint of anxiety in his tone. Mark crouched down, hiding in a dense bush, carefully observing the situation around him, and the dagger grown from the black substance flashed cold light.

"Let's see what the situation is first." He whispered, his eyes as sharp as an eagle.

Outside the bushes, there was a rustling sound of footsteps, getting closer and closer.

"They are coming." Albert reminded in a low voice, his body tense, ready for battle.

"Shh..." Mark signaled Albert to be silent, he held the dagger tightly, held his breath, and waited for the best time. The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and finally stopped near their hiding place.

"Come out, we have seen you!" A rough voice came from outside the bushes, with a hint of teasing in the tone. "

Mark suddenly jumped out of the bushes, the dagger in his hand drew a cold light, and stabbed directly in the direction of the sound. Almost at the same time, Albert also flashed out from behind the tree, muttering something, and a magic circle instantly appeared under his feet.