The God of Life moves very fast in the forest. Although it twists and turns, its steps are not very big, but with every step, the plants under its feet seem to help it move forward, just like in the forest.
As if gliding, he soon arrived in front of Ange.
The young saplings waved their true leaves enthusiastically: "Hello, long, long!"
The God of Life smiled and blossomed, and a green leaf appeared on the head of the lamp.
Nigris flew over excitedly and grabbed the green leaf.
It didn't know the goods before, but now it discovered that even if a leaf falls from the God of Life, it is a treasure.
The God of Life didn't care very much. While teasing the sapling, he asked, "Are you looking for me?"
Ange nodded and said: "Tree hole, move."
The God of Life was stunned, obviously not understanding what Ange said.
Nigris didn't understand either: "What tree hole?"
Ange scratched his head, organized the vocabulary and said: "God's body, tree hole, to the tree." When he said "to the tree", Ange pointed to the God of Life.
"Oh, you're talking about that thing. You still remember something so far away, right, the tree hole." Nigris immediately wanted to change his mind, turned to the God of Life and said:
"A few years ago we were chasing the god's body. You grabbed the god's body and led us to you. We passed through a dark passage made of trees and transferred to you. Do you remember?
?”
The God of Life said slowly: "As you get older... remember."
Nigris was almost dragged into a ditch because of its loud panting. I remember it, why do we emphasize "older"?
He said angrily: "Then can you open a tree hole and move our people over?"
"No, it's too far." The God of Life said.
Ange nodded, indicating that he understood, pushed the sapling on his head, and left.
"Leave now? Don't leave, don't leave, let's play for a while." The God of Life looked very much like an old human whose grandson was about to be taken away, so much so that Nigris almost shed tears of sympathy.
The God of Life used to be so calm. He spoke slowly and didn't ask questions. He didn't even bother to respond to the elf priests' prayers every day. But now he lets Ange play for a little longer...
Ange nodded, and started playing in the forest with the saplings on his head. What was fun in the forest? Of course it was collecting seeds.
The God of Life followed beside him, teasing the saplings from time to time, and the saplings responded enthusiastically, sending out messages like "Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo" from time to time, as if they were communicating in some way.
This is the second individual that can communicate with the little sapling. Although the little sapling enthusiastically asks everyone to "strengthen it" every day, it cannot understand what others say. Only Ange can communicate with it. The God of Life is
the second.
Nigris asked curiously: "What are you talking about?"
The God of Life said: "I am teaching it the experience of life."
Nigris was surprised: "Experience of planting World Tree?"
How can it teach this experience? It can't even cause the World Tree to sprout. Of course Ange is more familiar with this experience.
The God of Life shook his head: "The experience of life, everything."
"Pfft, you're not afraid of holding it to death?" Nigris vomited blood.
The tree of life has a lifespan of one hundred thousand years and has witnessed the growth of many lives. The scale of these experiences is so huge that even a small sapling can burst to learn it, right?
The God of Life was astonished: "explosion? Knowledge will not explode anything, and it is stronger than me. It can accommodate all life."
"Is it stronger than you?" Nigris looked at the sapling-like sapling in the flowerpot, completely unable to associate it with strength.
Fortunately, Ange worked hard to collect the seeds. Seeing how troublesome he was in collecting them, the God of Life casually took out a handful, which was more complete than what Ange himself had collected.
Ange silently looked at what he had collected, then looked at what the God of Life had given him, and sat down on the ground to sort them.
The peaceful time passed so quickly, suddenly there was a huge roar, and the giant tree on the mountain in the distance fell.
The God of Life tilted his head and listened for a while, then said: "Some strange things are chopping down trees."
"Weird thing? What weird thing?" Nigris asked.
The God of Life responded: "I don't know, the tree said, I don't know." After saying this, he continued to tease the saplings.
"Uh, don't you care about cutting down the tree?" Seeing it like this, Nigris couldn't help but ask.
The God of Life, doesn’t he care when he sees someone destroying the forest?
"This is part of nature. Beavers will also chew down trees to build habitats, so don't worry about the beavers." The God of Life said slowly.
That’s right, if the God of Life doesn’t even care about others cutting down trees, then should we care about animals eating grass? Should we care about carnivores eating herbivores? Should we care about elves eating the fruits of life?
No matter it is because the elf made a mistake now, when he did not make a mistake before, the God of Life did not even care about the elf restricting its seeds. For it, extinction is also a part of nature. In its life span of one hundred thousand years, it has witnessed countless animals and plants.
Extinct.
What's more, this forest is not protected by it. If others dared to cut down the trees planted by Ange, Ange would have rushed forward with a sickle.
Boom! Another giant tree fell down, and the God of Life tilted his head.
Not long after, there was a boom, and another tree fell down, almost as frequently as one tree per minute. Giant trees that were hundreds of years old fell down with a crash, and the efficiency was too fast.
The God of Life finally couldn't bear it anymore and ran away into the distance: "This is no longer part of nature..."
Ange and the others quickly followed, and soon they saw what was cutting down the trees. It was a huge logging device with large pliers in its right hand and a large saw blade in its right hand, driven by a goblin.
The pliers clamp the tree trunk, and the saw blade rotates at high speed. As soon as it is cut, it is cut off.
There are also some airships and airships around the logging structure, which drag the sawn-off trees, trim them into logs, cut them into sections of equal length, and then drag them to the other side of the mountains by the airships.
"It's the Warlock Alliance." Nigris said.
The God of Life ran faster. When Ange and others saw the logging structure, it had already run in front of the goblins.
The goblins also discovered it and immediately sounded the alarm, and various unknown weapons on the airship were aimed at it.
"Stop, stop, the unknown creature, stop approaching immediately." A loud voice sounded from one of the flying cars.
The God of Life continued to step forward and said slowly: "You destroy the forest... leave..."
Before he finished speaking, there was a roar, and a pillar of fire erupted from the speeding car in front, spraying violently on the God of Life.
I don't know what was igniting this pillar of fire. It seemed to be full of viscosity. When it was sprayed on the God of Life, it stuck to the body and burned violently, quickly burning it to ashes.
"Uh... no way, Old Tree? Old Tree? Are you okay?" Nigris couldn't believe his eyes. Was the God of Life burned away by a pillar of fire?
The bark of a tree next to Negris cracked open, revealing a face: "What a fierce flame..."
"Huh, you're scaring me to death. How could you become such a bad guy? Even this kind of flame can hurt you." Nigris breathed a sigh of relief and then started laughing.
Although it also knows that the old tree has no real body in this world, it is just a tree shepherd. It cannot be compared with the God of Life in the main plane, which the immortal king is not willing to provoke.
But watching it being burned to ashes, Nigris couldn't help but worry. Fortunately, it was okay.
Ange picked up the Death Scythe.
With a snap, the trees split open, and the God of Life, who transformed into a tree man, came out and stopped Ange: "Let me do it, I want to teach the little tree some fighting methods of the Tree of Life."
The tree man waved his branches and sent out a warm message: shout, shout, shout.
As it waved, the trees, weeds, vines and the like in the forest all released something, and the entire forest became foggy.
The mist soon enveloped the entire forest, covering the goblins logging in the distance. The goblins became vigilant and put on their helmets one after another.
Every goblin has a fully enclosed helmet, even the eyes are inlaid with crystal pieces. According to Duroken, this is a helmet that can breathe in water.
In other words, when wearing this kind of helmet, even if the mist is poisonous, they will not inhale it.
Unfortunately, they met the God of Life. Soon, all the goblins felt that their bodies were moldy, white hyphae grew on their skin, their bodies were stiff and unable to move, and they could not make a sound even if they wanted to call for help.
The fog dissipated, and the original airships and vehicles were all parked in place, except for the dozens of goblin corpses covered with mycelium in the cockpit.
"Zobada, it turns out that the green mist you put on the elves is really just to drive them away? Isn't your move too perverted? Any living creature that enters the mist will mold and die?" Nigris
He shuddered, and a brass dragon with mycelium appeared in his mind. He subconsciously distanced himself from the God of Life, for fear that it would spray the mycelium on him.
Siobada, I used to think that this old tree was harmless to humans and animals and could be bullied by anyone, but I didn’t expect it to be so terrifying in real life?
"Living creature?" The God of Life shook his head.
When Nigris pulled out the goblin corpses, he discovered why it was shaking its head. It was because the corpses were all broken into pieces, even the bones. Not to mention living things, even dead things would become moldy if they entered the mist.
No wonder the king is unwilling to provoke it. A giant tree that is one hundred thousand years old is indeed not easy to mess with.
The old tree didn't care that it frightened Nigris, and was already teasing the young sapling: "Have you learned it?"
The little sapling responded enthusiastically: "Strong, long, hard."
I saw a holy mushroom sprouting up and growing rapidly in the flowerpot. When I turned on the light and opened the umbrella cover, a large number of spores floated out and fell to the ground. They quickly grew and sprouted, and then opened the umbrella cover to release the spores.
After a few rounds, the area where Ange was standing was covered with clusters of holy mushrooms, and there was a bumper harvest.
Ange couldn't care about anything else and let the little angels and zombies pick the holy mushrooms together.
Nigris covered his face and looked embarrassed. The old tree used mist attack, but the young sapling used to plant holy mushrooms. Why did it learn bad things like Ange? Can all skills be used to plant things?
But Laoshu didn't think there was anything wrong with it, and he smiled broadly: "Haha, I've learned it, I've learned it, I'm learning so fast. Come on, I'll teach you how to diversify the spores."
They had a lot of fun teaching and learning together. Ange also took the opportunity to collect all the logging structures and airships into the God's Domain, preparing to take them back to Duroken for study.
It just so happened that every speeder had a Nirvana Ball hanging on it, and Duroken was very interested in this weapon.
But when he received the last few speeding cars, the speeding car's communicator suddenly made a sound: "Hey, hey, logging team, what happened to you? Did you hear it? Why are all your life stones broken? Logging team
Logging team, what happened, did you hear?"
The shouting continued until Ange locked up the Divine Realm.
"They have a lot of communicators, every flying car has one, and every seat of the two-seater flying car has one, and the distance seems to be quite far. Could it be uploaded from the warlock's ladder outside Beifeng City?" Nigris said
.
Anthony has some smaller communicators with longer ranges, but the two are not comparable.
Anthony's are special customized magic communicators, which are expensive to build and troublesome to maintain. Ange and Negris never wanted his communicators because soul calling is more convenient.
However, each of the Warlock Alliance's communicators has one, and the two-seater speedster actually has two. In other words, this is a popular device among them.
Also, what is the life stone mentioned in the communicator? That thing is broken, so does the Warlock Alliance already know that these logging teams are dead?
Suddenly there was a rustling sound in the forest, and the Tree of Life immediately said: "Someone is coming, what a powerful life force."
It stretched out its branches and leaves, rolled up everyone, and leaned against a big tree. It grew rapidly, and soon wrapped Ange and the others together with the big tree. Looking from the outside, only the trunk of the tree was seen to be thicker.
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Not long after, a human warlock exuding surging vitality flew over to where the logging team was originally located, scanning the surroundings vigilantly.
Ange could feel some kind of wave sweeping up the tree where they were, but it was covered up by the God of Life in some unknown way.
Sensing his surging vitality, Nigris said in his soul: "What a powerful warlock, probably on the level of Duroken."
The human warlock thought it was safe, swung his cloak, landed, and immediately planted a staff on the ground.
The red light on the top of the staff flashes, and every time it flashes, a wave spreads in all directions, which seems to be some kind of detection wave.
Plugging in the staff, the warlock began to inspect the scene. While looking, he said to the communicator: "The logging team is gone, and their structures are also missing. There are no traces of dragging or driving at the scene. They should be stored in space accessories."
Already."
"We found the body, huh? Not good." The warlock rolled up his cloak, and the cloak actually wrapped around his body, not exposing any inch of skin.
"We found their bodies. They died in a very strange way. They all had hair on their bodies, moldy hair, and they all seemed to be wearing helmets. In other words, the hyphae that attacked them could invade through the skin."
"Me? I should be fine. I have always activated the shield, but to be safe, I put on my armor." The warlock said to the communicator, as if he was talking to someone, but the voice of the communicator was too low.
Can't hear what the person on the other side is saying.
"The enemy should run away. I turn on the soul detection. No one can escape my soul detection."
As he spoke, the warlock suddenly looked at the corpse on the ground, and a purple light immediately appeared on his hand, sucking up all the soul fragments on the corpse.
Nigris couldn't help but said in his soul: "No, Laoshu, did you erase the soul just now? He can capture souls and extract memories from the souls of corpses. Then you will know who killed them.
"
But as soon as he finished speaking, Negris heaved a sigh of relief: "I forgot, I don't even know how I died. They only saw a white mist."
After Negris finished speaking, the human warlock also looked through the memories of the soul fragments, and immediately shouted: "No, the Mist of Silence is the God of Life, how could the Mist of Silence of the God of Life in the God Realm appear?
it's here?"
God Realm? God of Life? Mist of Silence? Nigris' thoughts couldn't help but fall on the God of Life: Are you so famous? All the warlocks here know you?