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Summoning the Forest’s Guardians
Author: Jimmy-Chuuu
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"Of course you can, Your Majesty Enchanter Vellenor. You are an expert in magic and the spiritual arts, one whose power I can sense flowing like rivers beneath your skin. If you were just an ordinary human, I would never have allowed this sacred ritual to be witnessed by mortal eyes."

A day later, Guo Jiang attended the ceremony to summon supernatural beings under the light of a full moon. He was truly astonished when he saw two giant oak trees that looked ancient beyond mortal comprehension ri
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