In a daze, Richard felt as if he had returned to the space where he initially acquired his soul talent.
But this time, the dazzling Tree of Souls bore no fruit and had become dim and lightless.
However, quickly, the tree seemed to receive some form of nourishment; it suddenly brimmed with vitality and shone incredibly bright.
Under the radiant light of the Tree of Souls, Richard suddenly opened his eyes.
"Phew, how long have I slept?"
Richard sat up suddenly, touching his left arm. In his memory, this arm had disintegrated into ash because it had contacted the Fuel Ring.
But now, his arm was intact, or rather, his body was in excellent condition.
The activity level of his body's cells was at its optimum state.
"Not long, just about ten years."
A voice came from behind Richard, and he turned to see Ulysses standing on Hog's head, maneuvering Hog as they descended from the sky.
Boom!
Dirt and stones sprayed as they hit the ground.
