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The place he saw was full of dilapidation and depression. It was completely different from the colorful flower garden thirty years ago. At this moment, in the garden, Ruiz could only feel the atmosphere of death.
After looking around, he didn't notice any special power remaining among the fallen flowers and willows, so Ryze approached the withered Spirit Blossom Tree.
In the middle of summer, there is not even a single leaf on the bare Spirit Blossoming Tree. The old branches are yellow and new branches are not growing. Even though the entire magic garden is sending magic energy to the Spirit Blossoming Tree all the time, the Spirit Blossoming Tree cannot leave any leaves for itself.
Every cent,
Under the influence of sensory magic, Ryze quickly discovered the reason why the Spirit Blossom Tree lost its vitality. Deep underground, a large manic ice mist attached to the main root system, dyeing the brown-black rhizomes into ice.
Blue, if there wasn't a group of powerful spiritual energy that gently protected the main root system, it wouldn't take long for the ice mist to turn the entire tree into an ice sculpture.
The strange ice mist absorbs and absorbs the magical energy that the Spirit Tree relies on for its survival. The amazing thing is that the ice mist can transform the absorbed magical energy into ice elements and continue to maintain its own existence, just like
It has its own consciousness and life.
Ryze believed that he had a deep understanding of arcane magic and rune magic, but he had never seen a spell that could maintain its own activity, independently establish energy circulation, and maintain the operation of magic after leaving the caster.
To be irresponsible, this is no different from artificially creating a magical life with intelligence and self-awareness.
This miraculous power is very similar to the power of runes.
Withdrawing his right hand, the light that sensed the magic dissipated, and Ryze frowned.
"If these out-of-control elements attached to the main root system are forcibly removed, the Spirit Blooming Tree will most likely die completely. No wonder three years have passed, and the spiritual energy left by Karma cannot restore the Spirit Blooming Tree to its original state.
The gentle energy slowly consumes the mutated and out-of-control ice elements in a protective and containment manner.
Without special means, we can only rely on the power of time to save the Spirit Blooming Tree. This ice mist is what Liszt left behind. Unfortunately, because of Karma's spiritual energy, I can't confirm whether there are runes in the ice mist.
The aura, but judging from the results alone, only the power of runes can accomplish such incredible things."
Frowning and thinking for a while, Ryze was not sure whether he could solve the problem of ice fog after dispelling Karma's spiritual energy protection. To be on the safe side, Ryze gave up the idea of further exploration, in case the spirit tree bloomed.
Killing him to arouse the hostility of Karma and Ionia would be more of a gain than a loss, and would seriously affect his follow-up actions, not to mention that he still sneaked in through space teleportation.
When things have reached this point, no matter whether Liszt has mastered the power of runes or not, he still needs to get in touch with it personally.
"Now that my connection with the holder of the red rune has been cut off, I have nowhere to look for it. It would be better to inquire about the whereabouts of this Liszt... Unfortunately, Karma has passed away. Otherwise, maybe I can find something by looking for Karma.
Harvest, at present, there is no way to get more information in Presidio. It is time to go to the Temple of Balance. As the guardian of the Spirit Blooming Festival, the spirit sense who has fought with Liszt should be able to know.
Something about Liszt."
As soon as Ryze stepped forward, he noticed unknown magic fluctuations in the magic garden. Three guards with weapons quickly came to the magic garden under the blessing of accelerating magic, but found that the garden was empty. They sensed magic again.
Flow, the distribution of elements in the air gradually returned to normal.
"It couldn't really be..."
"Your perception was wrong. There was no movement just now."
"But……"
"But what? What can you do to an archmage who can freely enter and leave the magic garden through space teleportation?"
"..."
…
The brilliant golden sunshine transformed by the giant cross-border magic circle spreads in every corner of the forest. Magical animals and miraculous plants can be seen everywhere. The rainbow white deer and the one-horned Pegasus are accompanied by their friend the ancient saber-toothed tiger, surrounded by the clear magic.
The clear water rich in original magic is licking next to the stream. It looks like they are living in harmony. Various pure-blood vastayas and a few rare pure-blood humans gather together to form more than a dozen villages scattered throughout the woods.
We live together in this land of Eden flowing with milk and honey.
Guarded by many villages, the [Village of the Ancestors] is located in the center. Different from the lazy atmosphere in the past, at this time, in the natural house of the Village of the Ancestors, there are only a few vastayashari who are willing to take care of things.
Got together.
"There seems to be a little problem with Pan Sijiena, and an outsider has been brought in."
The man who spoke, Vastaya Shari, had the face of a middle-aged man, his head drooped on the table, his big dog-like ears drooping on both sides, and the dark circles under his eyes were thick and full, making him look a little listless.
"Small problem? Ji Le, forget it now. She has always had problems. Guarding the gate of the sacred forest like a dog is her best choice."
Vastaya Shari, a woman with slender white legs crossed on the table and wearing ice silk panties under a short leather skirt, holds her hands on her plump and fair chest, and her pretty face with bright pink facial lines is full of
arrogant.
Being hit by an indiscriminate attack, Ji Le, who had canine features, lost his face, but the beautiful winged woman continued without caring at all.
"Haha, only that old lady's face and body suit her best."
"Che'er, don't say that. Although her ideas are different, Pan Sijiena is one of us no matter what, and she is equal to us."
Ahlstrom, who was bare-chested and wearing only a pair of silk shorts, with strong muscles and a handsome young man's face, was holding a petite, cute but expressionless cat girl, licking Che's ear in the opposite direction.
After licking his dry lips, Ahlstrom turned his head and asked with a smile.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "I am very interested in the outsider, Ji Le, is the outsider a man or a woman? What does it look like? Is it as good as our Cheer's ten?
One’s beauty?”
Shaking his head, Zile whispered.
"It's a man and a woman. It's a pity that the woman is dead. What do you think of the remaining man... It's not ordinary. Ahlstrom, don't bother Omelia. I need her help."
He put the young catman girl down from his arms, straightened the girl's messy clothes, and touched the girl's cat ears.
"Go, my Omelia, let me see if that man is qualified to be my 36,792nd wife, Che'er, if you marry me now, can you go on to do it again?"
One person in the front row~"
Che'er turned away his face in disgust, not bothering to pay attention to Aullon's teasing. However, the petite cat-person girl nodded obediently and handed her little hand to Ji Le, receiving the thoughts from Ji Le.
"It turns out he looks like this. He's surprisingly handsome, even more handsome than Ahlstrom."
The cold and clear voice of the young cat girl made Aullon open his mouth with a look of disbelief.
"Impossible! There can't be a man in this world who is more beautiful than me! Omelia, are you wrong? He is more handsome than me. Is it possible that I want to become that man's wife? No! I definitely won't
Accept this result!"
Although she was also a member of Ahlstrom's wife army, Omelia did not violate her conscience and made supplements seriously.
"Yes, I made a mistake."
Before Aulen could breathe a sigh of relief, a cold voice reached his ears again.
"He is much more handsome than Ahlstrom."
"No!!! I want to be a husband! Not a wife!"
Hearing Omelia, who never bothered to lie, say this, Che'er became a little more curious. Although he had never been cold to men, in the past nine thousand years, there was no one who could praise Omelia so well.
There are so few that you can’t count them with five fingers.
Soon, under the construction of Omelia's original magic, a three-dimensional magical human body image appeared in front of everyone.
The shirtless man looked stern, holding a knife in one hand and carrying a cold female corpse on his back.
Glancing at the man who appeared in the image, Che Er hugged the cute Omelia with a smile.
"Omelia, you are right, he is indeed much more handsome than Athlon."
