Chapter 134: Return
In reality, Colin’s body remained in the same sleeping posture, with his elbow propped against his cheek, seated on the gray throne. His body, however, was covered in terrifying, web-like scars. These scars resembled cracked earth, with the edges of each fissured piece of skin curling up, exposing raw flesh and blood vessels beneath.
As Colin’s consciousness gradually returned from the “dream,” his fingers, resting on the gray stone throne, clenched, and he felt a sharp, tearing pain.
It hurts…
Colin’s eyes remained tightly shut as his body trembled. He immediately began to repair his body. Threads of “light” pulled his wounds together and stitched them shut. In less than three seconds, all the cracked, upturned wounds were healed, leaving only white marks, similar to stretch marks, where they had closed.
About a minute later, once Colin felt his body could bear the strain of his powers, he opened his eyes. In his gaze, a brilliant light like a burning star was forming, radiating an unbearable brightness.
“What is that…”
Upon opening his eyes, Colin immediately saw the massive olive tree, towering like a mountain. He quickly recognized the familiar aura emanating from it.
“Kimino?”
Colin quickly realized that the enormous olive tree had lost all its vitality. Compared to its half-dead appearance in the “Withered Olive Land,” it now seemed completely lifeless. Judging by the battle marks, it must have been on their side.