Chapter 1130: Oaken Gratitude
Some distance was made between Leon’s party and the Stormborn Oak—he didn’t know just what hitting the thing with purple lightning meant to create thunder wood might do, so caution was warranted. With Sasan right there, though, he didn’t think there would be much in the way of danger.
With some space and even a stone wall conjured by the giant in Leon’s party to protect them, Leon and Sasan, still standing on Sasan’s pavilion, looked at each other, nodded, and put their plan into motion.
Leon laid his spell on the table and activated it, using his power to direct the spell’s effect to the Stormborn Oak. At the same time, Sasan used his prodigious power to take more manual control over his large-scale enchantment surrounding the clearing.
As soon as the spell’s magic touched the Stormborn Oak, purple lightning flashed upwards, starting from its roots. The red lightning flashing amongst the upper branches intensified, meeting the purple lightning about halfway up the tree’s trunk, clashing in loud, powerful explosions that bathed the tree in more lightning.
Leon was a bit surprised; his purple lightning usually originated from the sky, not the ground. He couldn’t sense anything wrong with the spell, however, so he widened his awareness to more closely monitor the magic Sasan was working with.
A quick inspection was all he needed; he turned to the fifteenth-tier mage and said, his voice nearly lost amidst the booming thunder, “This will work better if the purple lightning comes from above, not below!”
Sasan frowned slightly, then his aura fluctuated minutely, and the lightning in the sky went from solely red to a mix of red and purple. The bolts still clashed, though this time it was among the branches rather than further down the trunk.
‘Still needs some adjustment,’ Leon thought, not thinking that the red and purple lightning should be interfering with each other as they were. Were it the Blood-Thunder Jaguar’s lightning, such interference would be more in line with expectations, but not the more nourishing sort of lightning that seemed to fall within Redspark Forest.
Working on the fly, he halted the flow of power into the spell for a moment, gratified to see that his skill had improved enough that the spell was still usable even after several seconds of extended use. His hands blurred across the page, making small modifications over several parts of the complex enchantment. Sasan watched him the whole time, but he didn’t say anything and kept a firm hold over his own clearing-wide enchantment.