Chapter 115: Spirit Caller
The Ox's head snapped sideways from the force of impact, spitting out a mix of gritty saliva and chipped stone from its cracked jaw. But most of the force dispersed across the thick stone plating layered over its hide, dulling the actual damage significantly.
And that lack of effect showed immediately.
With a furious bellow, the Rock Ox reared up, its one massive foreleg lifting high until it nearly matched the Treant's towering ten-meter frame before crashing down its hoof onto the Treant's chest with a sickening, echoing thomp.
The Treant staggered backward several heavy steps, its bark shuddering, but it didn't fall. The fractured section across its chest creaked and splintered further for a moment before slowly knitting back together as the healing skill activated.
This time, however, the Treant was drawing directly from Lily's mana.
