Chapter 746 Do you want to chop down the tree, or do you want to be chopped off?
"Hey, here, look here, ah!" Nigris went up and gave Dimali a tail whip: "What are you doing? I asked you something."
"Ah? Ah! Oh." Dimali finally came to his senses, withdrew his gaze from the Starfire Goddess, and asked with a low eyebrow: "You... what are your orders?"
Nigris said angrily: "What's going on with you? Oops, are you deaf? Also, where are the elves?"
"What's going on... inside? That's the situation." Dimali pointed and was about to sneak away quietly, but was stopped by the little devil, then trapped by the light of creation, and then jumped up and hammered by the goddess of sparks.
The Bugaca.
"Is it just an ancient god? Nothing else? Okay, lead the way to find those elves and take a walk." Nigris urged.
"Oh..." Dimari was helpless as he was kicked deep into the plane. His heart was still shaking. The adult he called to help seemed a bit ridiculously strong, and he took out three ancient gods.
hunter.
With these three Ancient God Hunters by his side, the Chaos Side can almost walk sideways.
Realizing this, the big stone that had been weighing on Dimari's heart suddenly disappeared. He was originally worried about whether Ange could rescue them.
Because even if you push the Broken Plane, you will still encounter countless dangers during the movement.
In the past, he spent decades drifting slowly, letting the Broken Plane float out slowly like fragments everywhere in the void. However, the tide suddenly broke out and there was no time to drift slowly.
Any ancient god would be interested in a boulder moving quickly in the void, and would come over to take a look out of curiosity. Without adequate protection, it would not be able to escape even if it moved between planes.
Unexpectedly, Ange was so capable that he directly brought most of the ancient god hunters over to see who would dare to trouble him.
Entering the depths of the plane, what everyone sees is a red or blue 'flower'. Of course, it is not a flower, but a kind of filamentous fern. They grow in bunches and spread out to all sides.
, like a blossoming flower.
Surrounding them is a dense piece of silk moss, forming circles with the 'flower' as the center.
Ange's eyes suddenly lit up, and he quickly walked towards one of the circles. A scream sounded from behind the 'flower', and a ragged elf climbed up from behind the flower and ran quickly towards the back.
Dimari quickly shouted: "Xiaobao, don't be afraid, he is the adult who is here to save us."
When Elf Xiaobao heard the familiar voice, she quickly turned her head. After confirming that it was Dimari, she stopped. She looked at Ange and then at Dimari in surprise.
Dimali floated over and reassured: "Don't be afraid, the master is here to save us. Come out, everyone, the master is here to save us."
Xiaobao shrank behind Dimali and whispered: "But...but...he is a bone, a moving bone."
"Oh, your Excellency is an immortal skeleton, an immortal undead creature. Don't be afraid. Your Excellency is here to save us." Dimali quickly comforted him, and then glanced at Ange quickly, fearing that Ange would be angry.
But Ange had already squatted beside the flowers and moss, and didn't pay attention to them at all.
Ange found something he was interested in. Even ten mourners couldn't pull him away, but no one was ready to let him do anything. Anthony and Negris flew over and looked at the elves coming out of hiding one after another.
He couldn't help but frowned.
"Did you abuse them?" Nigris asked.
"Huh?" Dimari was a little confused when asked.
But Anthony said: "Probably not. Although the clothes are a little torn, at least they still have clothes. They don't wear leaves like the elves in the forbidden land. There are no scars on the body and the spirit is very healthy."
Comparing the forbidden elves in Anlusi, Nigris reacted: "That's right, where did you get your clothes? What do you usually eat?"
Dimari quickly said: "I got it from the spider-headed man. I usually eat silk moss."
Dimari pointed to the circles of moss on the ground and said quickly, "Good guy, are you almost charged with abuse just because your clothes are a little torn?"
They care so much about the elves. Could it be that they didn’t come to save me, but came to find the elves? Why are they looking for the elves? Want to enslave them?
Dimali's heart immediately jumped up. It shouldn't be possible, right? If you want to enslave the elves, why should you care about whether the other party is abused? But you can't say for sure. There are many special guys in the ancient gods who like to play with health.
individual.
"Is there anyone who is sick? Come over and take a look." Anthony asked.
If you can't die for the time being if you have food and clothing, you should save the sick first. Anthony has already had rich experience in countless rescue operations over the past thousands of years.
The elves were still confused and didn't know what was going on, so they uniformly turned their attention to Dimali.
Dimali nodded and called out: "Quickly, bring the sick person over and let the adults treat him."
Although it was unclear why people like Ange paid so much attention to the elves, for the time being, they seemed to have no ill intentions, so Dimali had no choice but to cooperate for now.
Treatment is now a piece of cake for Ange. He even only pays a little attention, stretches out his fingers to flick, and the light balls bounce into the patient's body one by one, and ordinary injuries can be basically cured.
.
Some special diseases, such as cancer, immune diseases, congenital diseases, etc., require a little thought, but it is not difficult for Ange. After treating more than a dozen patients, Ange also treated the luminous ferns and silk on the ground.
Moss research figured it out.
Glowing fern is similar to glowing moss, but it is more extreme. It only emits blue and red light. The red light is also accompanied by heat, which can heat up the nearby silk moss.
As soon as the red light begins to emit, the surrounding fire elements begin to become active. The heat should be generated through the fire element, which is a magical plant.
Great, Ange's previous luminous moss did not produce heat and could not be used in many cases, requiring additional light sources. Therefore, in some situations where luminous moss is used, a lighting array must be constructed.
Now that there is this kind of magic glowing fern and glowing moss, you can eliminate them or feed them to the tauren.
Happily, Ange collected the spores of the glowing fern. At this moment, the little devil ran in with two sickle-shaped forearms: "Sir, these arms are a good thing, very sharp, dedicated to
grown ups."
Ange touched the sickle arm with his mind in a daze. Bugaka's forearm was several times bigger than Ange's whole body. What's the use of this thing?
Anthony couldn't help but ask: "How did you deal with the ancient gods when you caught them before?"
The little devil was stunned for a moment: "How to deal with it? Of course, chop it into pieces and peel off the useful things."
Nigris' teeth ached: "This is too wasteful. Look at the sickle-shaped forearm. How suitable it is for cutting rice? But it's too big to cut rice, so it's better to chop down trees.
Drop it? What a waste."
"Ah?" the little devil said hesitantly: "But...but..."
Without hesitating, he saw him turning around and running out. Soon, together with Xinghuo Chuangsheng, they dragged in Bugaka, who had broken both arms and was dying.
"The adults said that it would be too wasteful to chop you up. I want you to chop down the tree. Do you want to chop down the tree, or do you want to be chopped up?" the little devil asked.
Bugaka, who was already in despair, opened his eyes suddenly, with hope flashing in his eyes: Is there such a good thing? Isn't this a joke?
Seeing his hesitation and response, the little devil frowned dissatisfied, and Bugaka was so frightened that he quickly said: "Cut down trees, chop down trees, whatever you ask me to do, don't chop me, don't chop me."
Ange returned the sickle arm to him, opened the Book of Brass, took out a blank godhead and threw it to Dimali, then turned the Book of Brass over and shook it, is it gone?
"The blank godhead is gone, there is one for Creation, one for Starfire, and the last one is given to Dimali. What, you want to give it to this mantis monster? Why give him the godhead? It's a waste." Negris asked.
"Control." Ange said.
"Oh, yes, they are controlled through godhead. They are not undead, nor are they gods. Ordinary control methods are not safe. So do you still have a blank godhead?" Negris asked.
"Not yet ripe." Ange said. He had cultivated a lot of divine flowers, but it was not that easy to produce godheads. The current batch of godheads had been stimulated by the storm of faith.
"Oh? Find a way to ripen it. If there are a bunch of blank godheads, wouldn't you be able to catch an ancient god and give him a godhead, and then let him farm the land for you?" When thinking of this possibility, Naige thought.
Ris was so excited that his eyes lit up.
"Believe in the storm." Ange said.
Nigris slapped his psoas muscle fiercely: "The light balls sprayed by the Devil's Palace just now were wasted. They were like the storm of faith. Why didn't you use them to generate the godhead? They were all converted into elf beans. What a waste."
Ange said: "The flowers are not here."
The Godly Flowers were planted in the Palace of Rest, and there are also a group of Godly Forests outside the City of Beauty. However, after those flowers in the Godly Forest gave birth to the Godhead, they were already dying due to lack of care. I don’t know if they can survive.
Come down.
Anyway, there are a lot of seeds, and Ange can't stay in Meishen City just to plant a batch of divine flowers, so he might as well let them return to a part of nature.
"In addition to the Storm of Faith, is there any other way to generate godhood?" Negris asked.
"Sacred tree core." Ange scratched his head and said.
This is another function of the sacred tree core that he has newly researched. The powerful vitality of the tree core can accelerate the maturity of the godhead through its elemental transformation.
Anthony couldn't help but ask: "Isn't it possible for believers? Shouldn't a large number of devout believers be needed to create a godhead? We happened to have rescued a large number of humans and elves. If those demons are whipped with whips, they will also be very pious. Can we use them?
To give birth to godhead?”
Ange shook his head: "There are impurities."
Anthony suddenly realized that devout believers must have firm beliefs, and their beliefs are impurities compared to the 'blank' godhead.
Nigris suddenly became distressed: "Then we can only find the sacred tree cores, but where can we find the sacred tree cores? After so many years, many of them have rotted, right? No one took the reward last time.
Yes, right, Dimali, has anyone come to claim the reward? And even if it is found, it will still be used by small saplings, which is not enough to cultivate godhood."
Hearing his name, a small sapling sprouted from Ange's shoulders, and with its leaves facing each other, it sent out a message: full - ah - full - ah -
Nigris nodded: "Okay, okay, I know you are still full without digesting it, but I want to keep it for you."
Dimali looked at the sapling, then at Ange, and asked hesitantly: "Is this... is this the World Tree?"
"Oh, yes, this is a small sapling." Nigris introduced: "Do you know the Divine Tree of All Realms? It is the grandson of the Divine Tree of All Realms."
Dimali finally understood why people like Ange cared about the elves. I bet they were really here to save the elves.
Realizing this, Dimari no longer hesitated and said to Nigris: "Sir, if you want to find the core of the sacred tree, I know exactly where to find it."