Chapter 2091 Controlling water seems cruel, but is actually gentle
The third floor of the necropolis Philecht Nalantis, the Forest of the Sea Wind. This is a space full of weirdness, at least that's what Perseus, the ruler, thinks.
Perhaps it was because of the alchemy formation made entirely of orichalcum buried beneath the surface of the earth. Under the influence of the surging wood spiritual energy, all vegetation grew in good condition.
However, most of the plants in Xifeng Forest are herbs, but it is difficult to see purely ornamental flowers, let alone fruit trees.
The deep forest starts from the corridor and spreads to all visible places. In the center of Xiofeng Forest, the World Tree sapling is also much more luxuriant. Although it cannot be called towering into the clouds, it is still nearly thirty meters tall.
More than enough.
He was a bald man, wearing a leech scale robe (a black robe transformed from the original power of Perseus). His defensive power was astonishing, and he could ignore any attacks from those below the peak level. He could also absorb the wood spirit at all times.
(the power of energy), was poking at the soil with a small shovel.
As the last seedling was wrapped in soil, the bald man finally completed his work. Then he lit a bonfire, just like he had for more than a hundred years.
The bald man was Perseus. Because his companions decided to guard Boom's training some time ago, he had no reason to step out of the necropolis of Philecht Nalantis, or he didn't like it in the first place.
Contact with strangers.
If Rikka only wants to take good care of Boom, if Christine advocates elegance, if Hastur’s wish is only to prove the meaning of her existence, if Gloria is most interested in alchemy and
Spell formation, if Alberto is eloquent.
Perseus also seemed to have a clear goal. Because his only long-cherished wish was to protect his benefactor and Rikka, regardless of whether the other party needed this help or not.
"Actually, what many people do is wrong. Plants do need sunlight and water, but the sunlight should not be too intense, and the water content should vary with the seasons."
"As the saying goes, 'dry thoroughly and water thoroughly', too much water will only cause plant roots to rot, but in the case of water shortage, they can actually tolerate it for a long, long time."
"No outside intervention is needed. To be precise, those cultivated under natural conditions are the best. After all, my companions and I have a long life, and we are not in a hurry at all."
Perseus did not have his own place to live, or in other words, the entire Seawind Forest was his home. When he was sleepy, he would lie down on the ground to sleep, and when he was tired, he would sit on the ground.
He was very grateful to Gloria for providing him with this space, and even more grateful to his companions for always accommodating him for more than a hundred years.
During these more than a hundred years, Perseus lived a fulfilling life. He accompanied Rikka to the hothouse every morning, returned to the flower pavilion before sunset, and kept vigil with his good brother Hastur after nightfall. And more in more time.
, while he stayed in the Xifeng Forest and planted herbs.
After regaining his original power, as a driver of wood psychic power, he chose another path. In his mind, Boom and Christine were magicians and were better at long-distance combat. Rikka
He likes to charge into battle, and Hastur is responsible for collecting intelligence about the principality. Gloria and Alberto are a little confused and not easy to position.
In this case, the defensive means seemed to be somewhat lacking, and as a driver of wood spiritual power, he was naturally duty-bound.
And after regaining his original power, Perseus' personality became more peaceful. He was once a hanging tree, and he didn't like to fight and kill. If it weren't for protecting his benefactor Rikka, he wouldn't be too lazy to take action.
After his companions all transformed again, Perseus naturally seemed to accept it very well. He stared at the herb seedlings and felt that he had controlled water for more than a hundred years, and it was time for his better side to bloom.
Perseus has his own way of thinking, or in other words, compared to his companions, he is the one who is most self-reliant.
Boom dotes on Rikka to the extreme, and Rikka trusts Boom unconditionally; Hastur is grateful to Christine for her upbringing, and Christine considers Hastur as a blood relative; Alberto admires Gloria very much,
Gloria was also very partial to Alberto.
Only Perseus always paid silently and never complained. On the contrary, he was very happy and made everyone enjoy themselves until today.
"It seems that I have a bit of the aura of the elves in me, but with my rough appearance, the elves probably won't admit it."
"I don't know if Master Boom's training is going well, but with Master Rikka guarding him, there shouldn't be any serious problems."
"The reserves of various types of herbs are very good, and the rarest ones have been successfully bred. As long as everyone is still breathing, I can guarantee that everyone will survive."
"By the way, these beef leg bones from the Starlight Grassland (orc tribe) are really delicious, with rich bone marrow and sweet fat. They are truly a rare delicacy."
Although more than a hundred years have passed, Perseus' favorite food is still roasted beef marrow. This is also his only interest besides playing with flowers and plants.
Today's Perseus, apart from still being clumsy, has lost the sense of oppression he had many years ago. He exudes a gentle aura all the time, and he is just like an elf.
I saw him eating his favorite roasted beef marrow and drinking the best ale of the dwarves, but he was living a carefree life.
"Oh? I didn't expect Hastur to choose to start his third transformation journey at this time. It's really unexpected..."
"I understand. From today on, I will not go to the foggy tidal flat on the second floor of the cemetery. I hope he can get his wish. After all, that is the biggest long-cherished wish of every relic, including me."
Just as Perseus was enjoying the roasted beef marrow, a worm came to the Sea Wind Forest and finally arrived in front of the bonfire.
The little guy first looked at Perseus, and then began to squirm on the grass. Perseus was a little surprised when he saw this, and he had already put down the wine glass.
That is the "Insect Language" that has been lost for millions of years, and only the six companions can know it. The message from Hastur this time is very simple, it is to tell Perseus that he has decided to start the last transformation
journey of.
Perseus, who is also a relic, is not surprised to hear the words. After all, being able to transform into a real ancient ferocious beast is the greatest pursuit of every relic.
A moment later, the messenger worm had already been thrown into the bonfire by Perseus and turned into a plume of smoke. More cow leg bones were also burned to a sizzling sound, exuding a certain alluring smell.
.
The herbal seedlings in front of Perseus swayed slightly in the wind, and the medicinal fragrance continued to flow into the nose, but it dispelled all the drunkenness.
The world tree where they settled continued to diffuse the power of natural spiritual energy, and then those natural spiritual powers were swallowed up by the alchemy array and transformed into the power of wood spiritual energy.
Perseus neither chose to spread this news to all levels of space, nor did he rush to the Misty Beach. This is because he knew one thing very well, that is, if he wanted to go further, he must at least transform independently.
It is an ancient ferocious beast.
Perseus could help with anything, but for the last journey of transformation, he could only wish his good brother a smooth completion and not disturb him.
This is like those newly planted herbal seedlings. Although they seem to be weak, they still have to wait patiently and never rush to water and fertilize. This is because only when the roots are healthy can the plant grow vigorously.