"Now use all our accumulated essence and stat points to heal the tree"
Before this Apollo's stat points were 563,947, this number was already less since he still went on to use some for upgrading his attributes.
Even with the accumulated essence from the entire eastern kingdoms, the young mage didn't want to take chances so he re-converted his stat points back to being an essence, and only left 3000 in case he needed it.
The surrounding mana inside and outside of the World tree suddenly hums as if someone is calling them. However it wasn't a normal mana but instead the residual mana of the deceased, in short, essence. They flew all across the borders of the kingdoms of the east, in order to aid the command of a certain boy.
As the essence gathers a spell buried deep within the system's archive suddenly revives. The young mage then began to chant, it was a language that didn't seem to exist in Bunag. An old speech that no one speaks and only a couple of mages knew its use.
