Seeing Estoria carefully holding a two-meter-long stick to pick out those farmyard fertilizer buckets, everyone felt a strong sense of disobedience. Oh, the God of Truth, and he is so beautiful, being seen by an elf.
Will you be angry?
However, when we saw the holy and white little angel carrying the bucket and fluttering by, everyone instantly felt harmonious again. Even the holy angels had to mention it, and the elves and magic gods were nothing.
Lisa said angrily: "I thought she would give up, but I didn't expect her to be so cruel. Now it's troublesome. I offended her to death. It's so good, why does she have to serve adults?"
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Negris glanced at the tree shepherd on Gor, the tree man in the distance, and muttered: "The elves are not having a good time. Their god has run away, and she is not here to serve Ange. She is here.
Serving the saplings."
The elves are having a hard time. In the past, the God of Life would occasionally respond to them, but now there is no response at all. I don't know if he was burned to death or what happened.
After losing the God of Life, the elves have a very sad life. They are like a group of spoiled children who have not grown up. After losing their shelter, they have to spend a lot of effort to survive.
The Tree of Life is not only their god, but also a giant tree with inexhaustible resources. Its branches can be used to make bows, staffs, and clothing. Its fruits can be eaten and its hollows can be lived in. If
There are no special requirements. The elves can live completely on the tree of life throughout their lives without touching the soil.
Even if you give birth to a child, you can safely let it play. The God of Life will protect her and prevent her from falling from the tree and dying.
But during this period, three elves fell to death, two of them were elves and one was an adult.
Yes, without the protection of the God of Life, even an adult elf may fall from the tree.
As a result, the Tree of Life is no longer a safe place to live, and everyone has no choice but to move to the ground.
In fact, they had already moved to the ground before. When the God of Life got angry and released the green mist, they had already descended to the ground. But that time it was just a temporary measure, but now they find that they seem to have lost their God forever.
Going from the trees to the ground is not just a change in the living environment, but also an increase in the cost of living. Now they need to specially allocate some elves to act as kindergarten teachers to care for and teach the young elves.
In addition, beds, chairs, tables, pots, bowls, ladles, pots and even tent curtains have become a necessity, because there are mosquitoes and insects on the ground that used to live in trees, and those harmful insects cannot get up the trees.
They don't produce these things and can only buy them from humans. This forces many elves to go up the tree again, not caring about falling to their death. They can only pay attention to it and nail ropes to block the activity area.
Most elves are well adapted to life in the trees, just keep an eye on the young or old ones.
However, this is only one of the problems. Without the protection of the God of Life, they have to adapt to too many things. In the past, it would not rain within the scope of the Tree of Life. All rainwater would be divided into water mist, evenly distributed.
of sprinkled on all crops.
It won't work now, it will rain, especially after the Tree of Life was burned. Although Ange rescued it, the leaves are far less lush than before. The rain will penetrate the rain trees and turn them into soggy elves.
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It needs to be explained here, "The Soaked Elf" is a very famous painting by humans. In it, a delicate elf is soaked and looking forward in panic, with a gentle, panicked, and frightened expression.
It is so beautiful that it is known as one of the top ten works in the history of human art.
However, the elves are not delicate at all, but the problem is that no matter how strong the elf is, it is easy to get sick if it is soaked.
Oh, yes, getting sick. Now the probability of elves getting sick is much greater than before. Some elves actually suffer from insomnia.
In short, all aspects of life have been seriously affected, but everything can be overcome. The only thing that cannot be overcome is that the tree of life will no longer bear the fruit of life.
Elves are a long-lived species with a lifespan of up to a thousand years. However, outsiders don't know that only elves who have eaten the Fruit of Life can live for a thousand years. If they have not eaten the Fruit of Life since birth, the lifespan of an elf will be shortened to two hundred years.
age.
If the God of Life never returns, it means that from now on, all new elves will degenerate into short-lived species.
In the next few hundred years, the new elves will age and die earlier than their parents. This process will continue until all the long-lived elves who have eaten the Fruit of Life are dead.
It was only then that Astoria truly realized how ridiculous her previous thoughts were. It was not that the God of Life belonged to the elves, but that the elves could not live without the God of Life. Without the protection of the God of Life, they could not even
Life has become difficult.
All delicacy and elegance are given by the God of Life. It erases the most trivial matters of survival. Elves do not have to get up every day to hunt and gather, do not have to dig into forest trenches every day to prospect for minerals, and do not have to bear the troubles of childbirth and rearing. They naturally have
Plenty of time to be refined and elegant.
Astoria thought of the parasitic insects on the big trees. How similar were the elves to them?
If in the past, Astoria still held the position: I am the Elf Dharma God, and I am here to serve the God of Little Life. You should be honored, be honored, and be grateful.
Now she doesn't dare to think like this. She is just a poor thing abandoned by God. Well, not even pitiful, just a bug. She asked for it. As Galadel has often said recently: The God of Life doesn't like it.
Elf...
With this clear understanding, she came with a very correct attitude this time. If she was asked to choose farmyard fertilizer, she would just pick farmyard fertilizer. What was the big deal?
But...but...when she smelled the smell coming from the barrel, Astoria felt like her scalp was numb. Lisa had an advantage in this regard and couldn't smell anything.
Obviously, I couldn't lift anything without carrying a long stick, and I almost tipped the bucket over, causing the contents to slosh around and spill out a little bit.
Astoria screamed and bounced several meters away. Even though she was covered in several layers of shields, even if sparks splashed out, she would not be able to touch her.
But if she couldn't touch her, she wouldn't be able to touch the shield. If she did touch her, she would rather not touch her. Even if the shield was invisible energy, it wouldn't work.
Fortunately, she didn't touch anything, and then she woke up and slapped herself on the head. She had been beaten by Lisa just now, and she had forgotten that she was a mage of truth, and she didn't say that she was not allowed to pick with magic.
Astoria pointed her finger, and powerful elements poured into the stick in her hand.
When Astoria switched to using magic to think about the problem, things became simpler. She just used a stick to lift two barrels. For the Truth Mage, this was so simple that there was no need to use magic.
The elements poured into the stick and forcibly changed its elemental affinity. This should have taken a long time, because the stick was just an ordinary jujube wood, not an elemental plant. The affinity was very low and it required a long period of elemental intrusion.
Or alchemy.
But Astoria likes to use force. Anyway, it doesn’t take long for the stick to be used, just force is enough.
A stick with changed element affinity can be moved using ordinary element manipulation techniques.
I saw the wooden stick flying up by itself, inserting itself into the bucket, and moving by itself.
A lonely wooden stick carried two barrels and floated away. Estoria fanned her nose and followed it.
Well, she did it, but when she floated back, she found that Ange had gone somewhere and everyone was scattering their things and being busy. Who has time to watch you pick on the fat?
Astoria felt aggrieved by being looked down upon. She pursed her lips, endured it, and encouraged herself: "Does this mean you allow me to stay? Okay, then I'll stay."
Just when she was searching for Ange on the street, she suddenly sensed Qi and turned her head sharply to look at a building in Jizhong.
There is a piece of shiny nails at the door of the building. According to Lisa, this is a nail salon. A beautiful and cute little loli is standing at the door, holding up her bulging hands and looking at them in the sun.
Every time you turn the angle, the patterns on the nails will show different effects, which is very dazzling.
However, there was something about this little loli that made Estoria strongly wary. This was a magician of the same level as her.
Astoria turned her head sharply, and at the same time, the little loli also sensed it. She turned around and saw an elf. The little loli swished her hands behind her back, slowly floated over, and smiled.
: "Children, do you want a manicure?"
Child!? Calling yourself a child? An elf who is hundreds of years old is actually called a child? Or is it called a little loli?
Before she could react, the little Loli stretched out her hand with brimming nails and handed her a card: "Say my name and get a 10% discount."
Astoria took it and saw that it was a completely black wooden card with a name written on it: Death Star, Auburn Rei.
Astoria instantly remembered this name. As a mage of truth, she would of course pay attention to information about powerful people of the same level. Even if she had never met the person, she would have definitely heard the name.
"It turns out to be her. No wonder you call me a kid. Is she a lich? Why is she so beautiful? Manicure? What kind of monsters are there?" Astoria sighed.
In Meishen City, she randomly encountered a monster of the same level as her. No wonder Ange didn't care about her service.
At this moment, Oban Li, who had just drifted away, floated back again and waved to her: "Let's go and join in the fun."
When Astoria followed Auburn Rei to the outside of the city, she found that most of Ange's top combat forces had gathered here, and it was obvious that there was some big operation going on.
Astoria's heart tightened, and the first thought that came to her mind was: If I perform well, I don't have to go back to pick up the slack.
Aubengli also floated over happily: "Are you going to fight? Count me in."
Ange nodded indifferently.
Nigris looked at Obanli and Astoria who came in, feeling a little confused.
There is no doubt that Obenli represents the Republic of Stars, Estoria can also represent the elves, plus Brusk who is coordinating overseas, and the dwarf king and Anthony who are secretly colluding, doesn't it mean that the seven people at the plane security meeting
Five of the forces participated in this operation, are you ready to deal with the sixth one?
Glory, Dyson can die in peace.
Unaware that he had been targeted, Dyson was also preparing for battle. Two days ago, he had agreed on a plan with the Dwarf King. He would provide high-end combat power, and the Dwarf King would provide air support and ground troops to raid Meishen City.
The Dwarf Goat Cavalry and the Gryphon Knights were the forces he valued most, but with the experience of the Dragon Knights, Dyson felt that it was not very safe, so he continued to draw his trump cards.
I came to an unknown plane through the teleportation array. As soon as I stepped out of the teleportation array, I saw a sheet of white bones. The endless bones were scattered to the great plain in front of me.
Dyson held back the call and cast a breath-holding technique on himself. There is no air in this plane. Except for undead creatures and elemental creatures that do not need to breathe, living creatures cannot survive.
Sensing the movement, a skeleton lying on the edge of the teleportation array raised its head, saw Dyson, and lay back down again.
Dyson restrained his holy power of light and did not dare to leak even a drop of it, otherwise he would die miserably if he disturbed the undead creatures in the mountains and valleys.
Leaving the teleportation array and walking forward, on the road from time to time a skeleton would raise its head to look at him, and then lie back down again. Dyson's appearance had been spread by the king here, and everyone knew him.
Ange has actually seen three undead creatures sent by Dyson. One was a gold tooth that broke, another was a corpse that was thrown into the Abyss of Rest to spread undead germs, and the other was a black warrior who sneaked into the city of Meishen.
Dyson said they were captured in the Sunken Land, but he never said who they were loyal to, not even Guliani knew.
Yes, although with Guliani's help, Dyson lit the divine fire and confessed many things, he hid this one thing.
After passing through countless corpses, Dyson came to an open space without corpses in the center of the plain. Looking from the air, he could vaguely see a mark - the mark of the Forgotten God.
Within the scope of this mark, a purple-gold skeleton sat on a raised ground with its chin propped up on its fist, as if thinking there.
Sensing Dyson's approach, purple flames ignited in the eyes of the purple-gold skeleton, and he looked up at Dyson blankly: "Who are you...?"
Familiar scene, skilled response, Dyson said: "I am your servant, Dyson."
"Servant? Who am I...?" Zijin Skull asked blankly.
"You are the Lord of Mourning, Bonelock."
"Strong Bone Locke? It seems wrong. I hate this name. Why am I here?" Zijin Skeleton asked blankly.
"You fought with the God of Forgotten, got his mark of forgetfulness, and forgot a lot of things. You need the God of Immortality to help you restore your memory. I am the servant sent by the God of Immortality to serve you. The lackeys of the God of Forgetfulness are out again.
, Master Locke, I need your power to help me eliminate the enemy."
The Zijin Skull first sat there and thought hard, then squatted on the ground after thinking for a long time. After a long while, he said distressedly: "I can't remember clearly, wait until I think about it again."
Dyson sighed with regret, and failed again. Of course, this purple-gold skeleton was not a bonelock, but it had been marked by forgetfulness, and it could not remember who it was.
Just say it over and over again, ten thousand times, and when it accepts the new identity it made up for him, it can completely control him.
"Think slowly, don't be anxious, but the lackey of the God of Forgotten is about to come in. You have to help me stop him." Dyson said.
The Zijin Skeleton began to think hard again. After a while, it thought of something and reached out to pick it up. It only had four finger bones on its hand and the index finger bone was missing.
As it moved, a corpse suddenly emerged from the soil. Its skin was dead white and its expression was dull, like a zombie that had just died. Then the mark on its forehead shocked Dyson. This