"When I start to show relaxation, buddy, that means the plan is already completed."
Now, instead, Lann was approaching the rigid Deer-headed Spirit.
Some green light bands crawled out from the back of the spirit's shoulder.
And they kept extending and wrapping around its withered body.
The light bands were green, but different from the eerie, gloomy green of the Deer-headed Spirit; it was more like the freshness of lake water, the vitality of buds under sunlight.
As the green light bands increased their coverage over the spirit's body, it emitted the sound of wood being forcibly snapped, a 'crack'.
Its joints were gradually losing their ability to move.
The branches filled with Chaos Magic Power were slowly becoming real plants, immobile plants.
The spirit's neck twisted back, and what met its hollow eye sockets was a conical crystal embedded in its back shoulder!
Was that small cat just now?!
