The tree, seemingly composed of intertwined roots and branches, stood and grew to a height of nearly five meters. The green leaves danced with the rhythm of the wind, some falling gracefully and fluttering away. The intense sunlight seemed to be reflected just from the presence of the tree, its reflection imparting a sense of calm and comfort. To anyone who beheld it, the lush greenery softened the strains of the world.
One of the miraculous seeds from the World Tree, Praeclarus Salus, would cleanse all forms of negative status ailments to a neutral state. By sacrificing the HP and MP of everyone around, the total HP and MP would then be evenly distributed among all with an equal amount.
"W-wow, not only has our wounds vanished, but our fatigue and pain as well?"