1495 1495. Attack

Fergie needed time to complete the transformation. The amount of energy required to turn the dark matter into a fabric that belonged to him depended on his existence. Still, Noah would protect him until the process ended.

'I have yet to test my new body,' Noah thought as a cold smile appeared on his face.

The magical plants in the region had different levels. They went from the bottom of the lower tier to the peak of the upper tier, but no rank 8 specimen occupied the area chosen by Noah.

Regular hybrids couldn't handle that many creatures. It would be different if they were existences near the borders of the eighth rank, but Noah was still in the liquid stage. He had to rely on his body to handle the strongest plants.

Countless roots filled Noah's vision. All the magical plants in the area had attacked at the same time when they sensed that a foreign force was threatening their environment.