Celestial Bloodline

The atmosphere surrounding the Tree of Fate grew extremely cold, almost icy, as the blue flames extended and enveloped every part of the colossal tree without regard for the ongoing battles in the air between the numerous elves and demons.

In the midst of the darkness surrounding him, Kyle sat cross-legged as he exhaled a cold mist. His eyes were closed tightly, his mind fully concentrated on the immense spiritual energy flowing into his body from the Tree of Fate.

At first, it was hard, absorbing a huge amount of spiritual energy quickly and then immediately using it to spread out the blue flames over such a vast area. Besides, he had to stay focused to ensure the flames only consumed the dark energy clinging to the Tree of Fate.

However, after doing it for a while, he started to get the hang of it. He also felt his body adjusting to the abundant spiritual energy flowing through him. It was almost as if the more he repeated the process, the amount of spiritual energy his body could hold was growing.

Kyle's brows were tightly knit in concentration. It was his first tspreading his flames so extensively... and he had to admit, even though he couldn't see where his flames were reaching, he could unmistakably sense them enveloping every branch of the tree. Many cries and the clear sound of metal clashing with metal filled his ears, indicating that the elves and winged dark beings had started their battle. But he didn't stop; he continued to engulf the Tree of Fate in his flames.

In no time, the air around the tree grew so frigid that even the people below and the powerful individuals engaged in combat in the air began to get affected by it. All the suprrank individuals battling in the air were intrigued by the nature of these icy flames and how the one within the cage acquired them.

After a while, Kyle slowly blinked open his eyes when he sensed that his flames had completely covered the Tree of Fate.

He let out a faint sigh, and the tension on his shoulders finally relaxed as he directed the flames to disappear now that their task was accomplished. Immediately, the icy blue flames surrounding the massive tree began to transform into numerous bright particles that floated in the air in a mesmerizing display.

Shortly after, the Tree of Fate emitted a pleasant hum, indicating that it had finally rid itself of the darkness consuming its essence. The elves below the tree gazed up with relief and tears of joy as it stretched its branches in all directions.

Under their delighted gaze, slowly but surely, the withered and darkened leaves clinging to the massive tree branches began to revert to their original green state now that the dark energy surrounding the tree had been purified.

Many lively sounds filled the air as the numerous elves on the land cheered and called for celebration at such an incredible moment. The battle in the air also halted, and the demons and elves retreated to face each other when the numerous branches of the Tree, which had assembled to create an impenetrable cage, began to retract to reveal what lay inside.

The elven Queen's expression turned serious as she ordered every single elf floating behind her to prepare to protect the individual inside the cage.

Samara also instructed all the demons under her command to prepare to attack the moment the cage opened and the spiritual energy barrier disappeared.

However, what happened next shocked every single person in the air. Inside the cage, Kyle plucked the shimmering fruit from the bare branch and held it in his hand with a pleased expression. Now that he had fulfilled his end of the deal, he would have been very angry if the tree prevented him from taking the fruit.

He lifted his head and rose to his feet as the cluster of branches around him began to shift, revealing the light filtering into his eyes from outside.

Kyle grinned as the spiritual energy in front of him began to converge around his body, likely preparing to teleport him to the Sacred Divine Land.

His eyes gleamed mischievously as all the branches around him shifted away to reveal the numerous beings with dark wings and elves floating across from each other. In a moment, his eyes locked with a pair of eyes with two white slits inside their pupils, prompting him to tilt his head.

Samara chuckled at the hoodied man across from her, her gaze fixed on the glistening fruit in Kyle's hand. She would have lunged forward to grab it if not for the barrier still surrounding the man's body. But a puzzled expression crossed her face... after handing over the fruit, shouldn't the tree have weakened for a while? So, why was it still expending so much spiritual energy to protect the man?

Not just Samara, many others shared the squestion. In that moment, the elven Queen spoke up loudly.

"Young one, once the barrier vanishes, unleash all your strength to leap towardsand the elves. We will protect you. Fear not, you need not fret about these demons. They cannot even touch a single strand of your hair in my presence."

Kyle raised an eyebrow upon hearing the words. He let out an 'oh' as he tossed the fruit in his hand up in the air, nearly startling the onlookers, before catching it again. He directed the fruit towards the dark beings he had just discovered were demons. If he remembered correctly, weren't the demons working for the shadow generals? He bore no grudge against them, but they were simply standing on a side he needed to eradicate. Samara's eyes widened as Kyle extended the fruit to her, and then a high-pitched yet slightly soft voice emanated from his lips.

eradicate. Samara's eyes widened as Kyle extended the fruit to her, and then a high-pitched yet slightly soft voice emanated "Do you want it?"

The elven Queen's eyes turned solemn, and she spoke up with furrowed brows.

"What are you doing? This precious fruit is bestowed upon you by the Tree of Fate. How could you give it to the demons?! I promised we would protect you. There is no need to fear; just ctowards us!"

After her, many other elves also started urging him to join them the moment the barrier surrounding him disappeared. They all believed the young elf was frightened and merely trying to save himself by giving away the fruit. How exasperating! He just used such a powerful skill to clean the dark energy from the tree but has no courage!

Kyle glanced back at the older woman who had been urging him to go toward the elves. He looked at the other elves behind her and, with his other hand, grabbed the edge of his hoodie to make it drop behind, revealing his silver hair and green eyes.

The air turned deadly silent, but the elves weren't shocked by his appearance; they were shocked when their eyes landed on his ears. His ears! They weren't pointy! That means he wasn't an elf!

Doesn't that mean the Tree of Fate just gave away the Fruit of Fate to someone who is not from the elven race? Why!?

Kyle's smirk broadened as he realized from their expressions alone that they had mistaken him for an elf. He gazed directly at the older woman who had earlier encouraged him to approach the elves for protection before uttering a few words.

"Thanks but no thanks. You see, I don't really like being protected by others."