Dubinqi and his party packed up and left, reluctantly. The other druids were still muttering about 'cheating', 'fake' and 'do it again', obviously very unconvinced.
Only Du Binqi thought he had guessed the reason, so he remained silent. Instead, he tried to get close to him several times, saying that he wanted to purchase a large amount of the black liquid, but Ange refused.
"This golden skeleton, I am the deacon of the Druid Guild in the Main Plane. I have the qualifications to recommend outstanding Druids to join the guild. Joining the Druid Guild has many benefits."
Ange tilted his head.
"This golden skeleton, I have a very good relationship with the elves. Your magic has a lot of traces of the elves. You should have learned from the elves, right? Give me face."
Elf?! Steal my field? You won’t give it to me! Ange shook his head.
"This golden skeleton, I have a very high status in the main plane. In one sentence, the status of wealth and beauty..." At this point, Du Binqi suddenly realized what was on the opposite side. He glanced down and saw
I can't say any more.
"This golden skeleton, you must think carefully. If you offend me, the consequences will be very serious." Dubinqi finally couldn't help but threaten.
Ange tilted his head.
Siobada, this conversation can't go on anymore. He suspects that the other party is a fool, and that's right. A skeleton is nothing if not a fool.
The Druids finally left, scraping away everything, including breadfruit trees and bamboos, digging them up and burning them, even burying wells, leaving no trace behind.
But what's the point? Ange has already collected everything he can, especially those private seeds. They are not only the precious wealth of the druid, but also provide Ange with some mature ideas for improvement.
After Du Binqi and others left, the great sage also came over and brought the scepter of heaven.
"This scepter of heaven requires a very huge power of holy light to drive. It requires at least six holy angels with four wings or more to use it. Although I don't know where you caught a saint, but you want to rely on her.
It is impossible to drive this scepter." The great sage handed the scepter to Nigris, and then gloated.
Saint Nigris was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the little angel. It turned out that he had mistaken the little angel with her wings torn off as a saint, but the real saint Xamara had fallen because of the holy light on her body.
He felt the aura of true holy light, but he ignored it.
However, this also reflects from another aspect that the Great Sage did not carefully detect their background, otherwise the little angel and Xia Mara's background could be seen through careful detection.
If you misunderstand, just misunderstand. It's good if you misunderstand. They don't intend to use little angels to drive the scepter of heaven.
Thinking of this, Nigris pretended to be angry: "You know we can't use it, but you still treat it as a prize! You old undead!"
The great sage said embarrassedly: "I originally used it to catch the Church of Light, but I didn't know that the church didn't catch it. Instead, I caught a group of druids and you. How about I give you another one?"
"No, I want this." Little Shortclaw Nigris quickly hugged the scepter into his arms. Then, the old undead and the embryonic dragon looked at each other and let out a cunning laugh.
…
The great sage who drove away was full of doubts: "This old yellow dragon seems to be very confident that it can drive the scepter of heaven. Why? It can't be hiding six four-winged angels, right?"
Although full of doubts, the great sage didn't care very much. The scepter of heaven was a bait he carefully selected, because in the Land of Perdition, the scepter's greatest function - to summon the kingdom of heaven, was useless. The sky was full of
The space rift, the Kingdom of Heaven is summoned, will only be crushed into pieces.
On the other hand, the Great Sage hopes to summon the Kingdom of Heaven and summon the Holy Kingdom to crush it. In this way, the Church of Light will lose an artifact of plane projection.
Poor Great Sage, to this day, he still doesn’t know that the Church of Light has lost their Kingdom of Heaven a long time ago. For a thousand years, the Church of Light has not been able to summon the Kingdom of Heaven, but can only summon the Holy Spirit. Since more than half a year ago, even the Holy Spirit has not been able to summon the Kingdom of Heaven.
It can't be summoned anymore.
After the great sage left, the scepter of heaven came into Ange's hand, and the purification technique was activated. After more than three thousand spells, the scepter lit up.
Ange felt a large amount of information pouring into his soul. Almost instantly, he mastered how to use the scepter of heaven.
The scepter of heaven is as long as an arm, with an angel sculpture with hands crossed in front of the body at the top. Ange grasped it hard, brushed the end of the scepter, stretched the other two sections, and expanded the length of the scepter.
Three times.
Nigris was circling around the scepter, and the two weak links almost missed its face.
Holding the extended scepter, Ange punched the ground with its tail. Centered on the landing point, a magic circle of light and shadow instantly expanded and was projected on the ground.
However, after projection after projection, there was no other change for a long time.
After observing for a while, Nigris said hesitantly: "Could it be that the ground is uneven?"
Possibly, a group of people immediately began to level the ground, scraped it flat and stepped on it, and tried again. Sure enough, the magic array projected on the flat ground lit up, releasing strong magic fluctuations.
Luther didn't understand magic, so he quietly came over and asked in a low voice: "Lord Naig, why does the ground have to be flat?"
Nigris responded: "The magic circle is a very precise structure. Every inscription, every energy circuit, and every structure must be precise, otherwise it will fail. If the ground is uneven, the originally straight energy circuit and the inscription must be precise."
If the pattern becomes crooked, of course it won’t be successful.”
"Oh, is there a magic circle that is inherently curved?" Luther asked.
Nigris glanced at him: "You want to ask if there is a magic circle that does not need to be straight and can be effective, right? This is a typical layman's question. Of course, there are curved, three-dimensional, and multi-layered ones.
Yes, but the plane magic array is the simplest. The simpler the structure, the less likely it is to make mistakes and the higher the security."
"Oh~ So the World Transfer Station would rather erect the platform than make it flat, just for safety, right?" Luther drew inferences and realized.
The magic circle projected on the ground opened a circle of light. Ange stretched his head over and saw the Stairway to Heaven on the top of the temple.
Looking down the temple, I immediately saw the vertical and horizontal Square of the Gods, as well as the elf bean plants in the square. Each plant was covered with elf beans.
Huh? The fairy beans are bearing fruit?
Ange's heart was shocked, and he passed through the circle of light and ran quickly towards the square.
Seeing him get through, the little angel and little zombie naturally didn't lag behind others and followed him, and a lot of people got through.
When the big cat saw the fairy beans all over the ground, it almost went crazy. It pounced on one fairy bean, its little paws danced like lightning, and it plucked all the fairy beans in a short time.
Ange soon discovered this. Because of the special properties of elf beans, it is impossible to pick them with magic. It can easily damage the branches and buds and affect the next harvest. Picking by hand is the safest.
Ange followed the big cat, while the little angel and the little zombie held big cloth bags. When the big cat finished picking one tree, they picked it up and gave it a hug.
"Ouch!" The big cat was so angry that it wanted to scratch someone.
Ange took out two elf beans from the bag, holding the elf beans in one hand and making a fist in the other.
The big cat looked left and right and chose the elf bean.
So, I picked a tree and rewarded it with two fairy beans. After picking more than 300 trees, the big cat had more than 600 fairy beans. He smiled so much that his eyes narrowed into slits.
While Ange was picking fairy beans, Nigris was studying the aperture: "Is this the portal?" On the sound of "gate", Nigris particularly emphasized the tone.
The diameter of this aperture is two meters, which is not too small. Even large bones and lightning can easily penetrate through it. There is a translucent energy film inside the circle.
Because of the existence of this film, this aperture is very stable. It is not as violent and chaotic as ordinary space cracks. No one moves, and it opens there quietly. After a long time, it suddenly shrinks and disappears.
"No, no, no, the portal is gone, and we can't return to the Land of Sinking." Nigris anxiously flew to Ange's side and said.
Ange took out the scepter of heaven: "You can open it."
"Can you open the aperture again? Still open it in the Sunken Land? So powerful?" Nigris asked in surprise.
Ange nodded: "The magic circle mark is still there."
"That's good, otherwise, we will have to go back through the teleportation array, and we will have to explain it again." Nigris said.
In the Land of Sinking, the portal disappeared, leaving only a layer of marks on the ground. It was already dark, and the marks were engraved on the ground without causing any fluctuations, making them very inconspicuous.
Six or seven owls quietly flew over the relay tower and circled around it several times. One of them even flew into the tower and circled around it. They found nothing but a dumb relay spirit.
.
The owls gathered in a group on the ground and murmured: "Where is the person? He ran away?"
"It seems like he didn't even have any luggage. He must have run away."
"You are stupid. If you have a space magic weapon, you don't need to throw it away even if you have luggage."
"There must be traces of life. There don't seem to be traces of anyone living in the tower."
"I found a lot of horse dung outside the tower."
"Damn it, you ran so fast. Did you know we would come back?"
"Consider them lucky. I'll settle the score with them later."
Several owls rose into the sky angrily and flew towards the direction of the Holy Wall City.
Not long after they flew away, the magic circle on the ground lit up for a moment, and then went out again, because Ange, who was about to open the space door and go back, suddenly received Anthony's call in his soul.
"Sir, the elves have made another announcement, saying that the God of Life has invited Lord Ange to visit the Elf Forest."
"The God of Life has awakened?" Nigris became very excited after hearing the news: "Great, I will make those elves pay for their death."
When you return to the main plane, you can no longer use the space gate. You can directly teleport down through the Stairway to Heaven. After reaching the Abyss of Rest, you can then use the teleportation array to teleport to the Dragon Cave in Falling Dragon Canyon.
Through the call of blood, Diphtheria and Niali soon returned to the dragon's lair. They were reunited after a long separation. Everyone was very happy. Niali beat Nigris.
"Don't you need help?" Daku asked, scratching his head.
"No, no, no, this is their way of expressing their feelings." Luther said, hiding out of reach of his big-boned arms.
"Their affection is so good."
After a rough fight, Nigris broke off his broken thigh and asked Ange to treat it. At the same time, he asked the dragon whisperer Safia: "How is the situation now? Are the elves giving you trouble? Why are you so urgent to find it?
Let’s come back.”
Regarding the movements of the elves, they all learned about it from Anthony. After all, Anthony is a powerful force in the church. The intelligence point of view must be from the perspective of benefiting the church, and his understanding of the situation is definitely not as good as those involved in Shafiya.
"No, no." Shafia shook her head quickly: "The elves did not make things difficult for us, and were very kind to us. They helped us dig many wells and Feng Shui towers, solved the problem of draft in the oasis, and gave us several kinds of plants suitable for desert planting.
crops. If adults hadn’t helped us treat our injuries, these elves would have given us free medical treatment.”
"That's okay, what is a Feng Shui tower?" Nigris asked.
"It is a kind of tower like a windmill, connected to an underground pit. When the wind blows to it, the underground pit will turn into water. Through a small pressure handle, the water in the pit can be pressed out, whether for drinking or watering.
It will be all right."
Shafia explained: "According to the elves, there is water element in the air, and the temperature is high. If it blows onto the windmill, it will be directed to the pit underground. When the temperature in the pit is low, the water element will gather and turn into water.
It changes from wind to water, so it’s called Feng Shui Tower, that’s what it means anyway.”
"The principle is not complicated, but it is not like the style of the elves. It is very similar to the style of the mages of the Republic of Stars. Where magic can be used, magic is not used. A group of magicians spend all day thinking about removing magic and elements. It is inexplicable.
." Nigris said in confusion.
"Well, the elf who helped us build the Feng Shui Tower said the same thing. She said that this is not an elf technology, but it is most suitable for the desert environment."
Nigris nodded, indicating that he understood, and then asked: "Is there anything else?"
Shafia glanced at Ange, who had already put on a straw hat, and said hesitantly: "The great elf Druid has planted the land of Mr. Ange to death."
Damn it?! Ange's head was on fire, and his eyes were fixed on Shafia.
…
The Elf Forest and the entire World Tree are shrouded in a layer of green mist, including the Queen's palace. All elves who enter this green mist will quickly lose consciousness and then be thrown out by a group of animals.
No animal is affected by the green mist, except the elves. Now everyone knows that the God of Life is angry with the elves.
At the edge of the green mist, Gaillard held a collar and was about to put it around her neck. She clearly felt the anger of the God of Life. This was the first time that she felt clearly without going through Galadel's narration.
To the emotion of the God of Life.
This emotion broke out immediately after she reported the elf's actions towards Ange and others. There was only one word: Get out!
Not only she felt it, but all the elves felt it, including the elf guards far away at the edge of the forest.
Then, the green mist began to disperse, and all the elves were driven out of the area covered by the World Tree.
The elves' home was built on the World Tree. With the green mist, everyone was driven out of their homes.
Gaillard's hand
Being held down by Galadel: "Is this really what you want? With a life collar, others can control your life, death and will at will, and let you do whatever you want. Is this really what you want?"
Gaillard smiled bitterly: "If not, can we still gain Lord Ange's trust? He is not even willing to give us a chance to talk."
"But, you are our queen. Your identity is too sensitive. This means that the elves surrender to Ange, and the people below will not be willing to accept it." Galadel said.
"Well, it is because of my identity that it is possible to win Lord Ange's forgiveness. I will abdicate. As the elf king, I apologize to them. With me as a hostage, I hope they can believe in the sincerity of our elves." Gellar.
De said.
"But..." Galadel wanted to say something, but Gaillard shook her head with a smile and stopped her.
He took the collar with both hands and put it on his neck. He was about to put it on his neck, but suddenly he felt that the space was sealed and his body stagnated.
A pure white hand reached over, took Gaillard's collar, and said: "Your identity is too sensitive, so let me be the hostage. A truth mage should have enough weight."