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Maria, Emeraldine, and Oberon traveled through the skies, drawing closer and closer to the tree. The nearer they came, the more spiritual energy and mana condensed in the air, creating a very heavy atmosphere where flying became extremely difficult.
"It's damn heavy in here…" Maria looked around. "This atmosphere is more oppressive than any world we've visited before! Hahah… even now, this world is truly among the strongest."
"Yes, but…" Emeraldine glanced at her son. "Oberon, can you clear a path for your two mamas?"
"Hm!" Oberon seemed to understand somehow. He summoned his Dream Weapon—his Divine Spirit Druid Wood Staff—and unleashed his power completely. "Nuhh!"
FLUOSH!
In a mere split second, the path ahead, thick with condensed spirit energy, rapidly dispersed. Hundreds of spirits were born from it and flew away in every direction.
