When the golden magic circle in front of Jemilius was pushed to a distance of only about three meters from the tree trunk, no matter how Jemilius increased the output of source power, it would be difficult to move forward.

However, wherever his magic array passed, even if it was not within the aperture range, there seemed to be some invisible obstacle in the air, suppressing the tentacles and unable to approach them. Otherwise, they would push forward and attack the tentacles around and attack them, and they would not be able to defend themselves from all directions.

"Jeremiah, are you okay?"

Bonsandy snorted, looking like he was mocking, but his face became much more serious. He knew Jemilius's strength. In this case, they could only restrain themselves. If they wanted to seal and suppress them, Jemilius could do it himself.

They are all awakened people at the peak of the seventh level. With treasure equipment, they can exert their strength at the eighth level.

The branch of this fallen mother tree is just at the seventh level. If they were not suppressed by the secret realm, they could have easily suppressed the fallen mother tree, but now it is not possible. The strength they can exert is about the seventh level, which is the kind of state that they are about to be eliminated from the secret realm but are not actually there.

But now the problem is here.

After absorbing so much source power in the secret realm, the Fallen Mother Tree has exceeded the level of the seventh level. It is logically rejected by the secret realm rules. If it goes out by itself, then the end will definitely be dead. There are countless seventh level awakened people waiting outside.

The interesting thing is here. Although the strength of the mother tree has exceeded the seventh level, it is achieved by reclaiming all the extended roots. Facing the siege of three people in the cave, it is also in a state of balance that will be broken and unbreakable.

Moreover, although the energy has not been reached, the strength of the tentacle itself can be achieved. Then it will not be so easy for Jemilius and the other two to suppress the mother tree with the same strength as them.

Jemilius ignored Bonsandy's question this time, because he was at the most critical moment, and the sudden rampage of the mother tree exceeded his expectations. It can be said that without external influence, the three of them alone would at most restore the mother tree to its awake state even if they were accidentally. In the awake state, the sacred seal he released at this moment was enough to suppress the mother tree again.

But now it is different. The source power of the mother tree in a crazy state is extremely explosive. It is not enough to rely on his sacred seal alone. That is because the source power fluctuates too violently and will exceed the scope of the secret realm when the tentacles whip it on the magic circle. Even if it is rejected by the secret realm, it is just a problem with that tentacle and will not affect the main trunk of the mother tree.

However, seeing that he is no longer able to make progress, Jemilius has not maintained this stalemate. You should know that he is consuming source power every moment, and the source power around him is mixed in the red fog. No matter he or the other two, they dare not directly absorb the source power with red fog.

It is easy to inhale, but it is not that easy to expel it.

A golden light flashed, and a balance-shaped thing appeared in his left hand. The surface of the balance was engraved with complicated patterns, looking like an exquisite work of art.

However, at the moment the balance appeared, different fluctuations seemed to sway in the surrounding air. Sabu looked at the balance and showed a sigh of relief on his face, while Bonsandy stared at the balance, with no expression on his face, but a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

The balance appeared, and the mother tree seemed to feel an abnormality. The tentacles swung even more wildly, trying to break through the suppression of the magic array.

“Judgement.”

Jemilius spoke quietly. As the balance appeared in Jemilius's hand, he activated the sacred source power in his body to pour into the balance. The next moment, a white light was shot out from both ends of the balance, one of which shot to the golden magic array in front of him, and the other light was shot on the trunk of the mother tree.

The light entered the body and seemed to have not changed much, but Jemilus no longer looked at the magic circle in front of him, but turned his gaze to the scale held by his left hand.

There was nothing at both ends of the balance, but after the light passed, a phantom of the magic array appeared on one side, while the other side showed a reduced form of a Fallen Mother Tree, which looked a little less ferocious, like a cute thing on the palm.

The balance was balanced at this time, but with the injecting of source power from Jemilius, the balance began to tilt, the end of the magic circle phantom gradually sinks, and the figure of the mother tree slowly rises, and what originally seemed to have no weight actually changed substantially.

In Sab and Bonsandy's sight, you can see the magic circle and the mother tree entity that were originally stalemate. There was no change in both, but the magic circle was moving forward again. No matter how hard the mother tree's tentacles hit it, this time it could no longer stop the magic circle from moving forward.

If such an incredible scene appears on the light curtain and is seen by the people outside, they will surely exclaim that the miracle will appear.

This is Jemilius' treasure - "the balance of fate".

When two things, whether they are objects or people, are illuminated by the light of the balance, they will leave a phantom on the balance and will have a different weight.

The balance will not cause substantial damage to both parties, but it will provide an extra measure, and will be judged by the person who controls the balance.

If the weight becomes heavier, there will be more strength invisibly, and the lighter end will become weak and powerless. If two people of equal strength fight, this lift and drop will be enough to determine the outcome.

Although the mother tree was still struggling, it was useless. The magic circle made of golden light soon came to the front of the mother tree, and was about to stick to the trunk. When Jemilius and the other two were secretly relieved when they saw this scene.

However, at this moment, a violent spatial fluctuation appeared above their heads without warning, and the space at the top of the cave suddenly burst into pieces with a pitch-black crack.

A huge bone claw surrounded by black gas suddenly grabbed the golden light of the magic circle, and the rich source of death spread. The first thing that was hit was the vines on the top of the mother tree, which turned withered in just a few seconds. Judging from the width of the claws, even Jemilius and the other two were shrouded in it. At the same time, a low and cold voice came from the crack.

"I want the branch of the maker."

"What?!"

"How is that possible!"

Sabu and Bonsandy's faces became quite ugly. Who was the familiar aura that was not the great lich I felt before?
Chapter completed!