The Elf Queen took the initiative to bring up this topic, which made Bai Xiaowen feel relieved.
If the Elf Queen regards the Heart of Crimson Oak as "not for sale" and is determined not to give it to Bai Xiaowen, then she will definitely not take the initiative to bring up this topic.
After receiving Bai Xiaowen's affirmative reply, the Elf Queen sighed softly: "Donna, Your Excellency the Prophet, come with me... I want to take you to meet the great Cyril."
The Elf Queen went first, followed by Bai Xiaowen and the Queen of Camelot.
Mushadir, the capital of the Elf Kingdom, is full of lush green and green trees. It is no longer enough to describe it. This is simply a city that relies on the forest and is built in the forest.
There are towering trees everywhere, and under the dense shade, you can occasionally see a corner of a tree house.
There are leaves piled on the road, which are soft and comfortable to step on.
The Elf Queen is not worried at all that her long dress will be stained when walking on the road. This dress is obviously not ordinary, and it is difficult for any dirt to remain on it even for a second. According to what Bai Xiaowen learned from the Royal Library of Camelot
Knowledge, this dress must be permanently enchanted with the cleansing spell.
Soon, a group of three people came to a huge oak tree.
How big is this oak tree? Even if a dozen big men hugged each other, they wouldn't be able to go around it.
The oak tree is tens of meters high, and its huge crown is like thick clouds, covering a space of nearly a kilometer. On the branches of the oak tree, nut-shaped fruits hang, fluttering in the wind.
The Elf Queen gently knocked on the tree trunk: "Hello, Grandpa Cyril."
In the middle of the thick tree trunk, a giant humanoid face that looked slightly older appeared, the image of an old man.
The old man opened and closed his mouth and made a dull voice: "Hello... little Furla." A branch bent down slightly, with several ripe fruits hanging on it. Obviously, this old man named Cyril
, actually the giant oak tree itself.
The Elf Queen reached out and plucked the fruit and handed it to Queen Camelot and Bai Xiaowen respectively.
After Bai Xiaowen reached out, he got the prompt information about the rules of the spirit world:
[Oak fruit: special food. Ripe fruit containing magic power. After eating, it can restore 50% of health and mental strength. It cannot be used in battle.]
Bai Xiaowen showed a slightly surprised look. Although this oak tree has the restriction of "cannot be used in battle", it still cannot conceal its excellent effect. In continuous high-frequency battles, such as league arena battles, when out of battle,
By eating an oak tree, you can recover your fighting power from a state of residual health.
The most important thing is... this huge oak tree probably produces tens of thousands of fruits, which is impossible to count.
Moreover, the strength of this oak tree can be brought out of the spirit world, because it is a gift from the Elf Queen, which is probably similar to the several magic specialty books that Bai Xiaowen extorted from Master Kevin in the Aaron plane.
The Elf Queen said: "The oak tree is a very important food source for Mushadir. If you eat one, you won't need to eat anything for two or three days. Grandpa Cyril is also one of the oldest trees in the Elf Kingdom.
, highly respected.”
Cyril, the giant oak tree, said in a dull voice: "Little Furla...how do you have time...to see old Cyril? Old Cyril thought...Amusa's disaster would keep you busy."
The Elf Queen said: "Grandpa Cyril, the man I brought is the hope to solve the disaster of Amusa and even the disaster of the entire continent. He is the human prophet I told you about, Dio."
Cyril glanced at Bai Xiaowen slowly: "Dior...well, you look very young...considering the short lifespan of human beings, you should be very young."
"I am eighteen this year...well, twenty years old." Bai Xiaowen muttered to himself. He was originally a boy of eighteen or nineteen, but the time flow in the Kuroshio plane world has accelerated. In the short year since he left, three years have passed.
Years, really should add two years.
"Twenty years old...hahahaha..." Cyril, the old man of the huge oak tree, laughed, the huge crown of the tree trembled slightly, and the leaves fell with the wind.
The Elf Queen said: "Twenty years old is still far from adulthood among the elves. However, Grandpa Cyril, this prophet has proven his ability with practical actions. In the Bonus Mountains where the same disaster occurred, he assisted the coalition forces.
The troops defeated the Snake Tribe lord and captured one of the Seven Sacred Artifacts... That’s why I think he is the hope to save Amusa and the Kuroshio Continent.”
Cyril groaned.
Bai Xiaowen thought to himself that the main missions were indeed of the same origin. The first main mission required him to kill a well-known leader of the snake camp to complete the prophet's return, which can be seen as allowing Bai Xiaowen to establish meritorious deeds for the guardian camp through practical actions. Then there are
The second main mission will allow Bai Xiaowen to establish a real alliance.
Without the first step, how can the kings of various countries care about the opinions of a magic stick?
"Okay... then you bring him here. Do you have anything to ask old Cyril?" The old oak tree's dull voice came up again.
"I'm ashamed to say what I'm going to say next..." The Elf Queen lowered her head slightly and told Bai Xiaowen that he needed the Heart of the Crimson Oak. Finally, he said: "Grandpa Cyril, I know this matter will greatly damage your vitality.
So I want to ask for your opinion."
The old oak tree rumbled and said: "The heart of the crimson oak tree is my heart. Dio, the little human prophet... If someone asks for your heart, what will you do?"
Bai Xiaowen sweated: "This..." He secretly complained in his heart. This old oak tree named Cyril is one of the highest elders in the Elf Kingdom. Taking away the heart of the crimson oak tree is equivalent to killing it. What do you think?
It is impossible for the Elf Kingdom to agree...
Suddenly, Bai Xiaowen had a flash of inspiration, and his super brain felt something was wrong.
[Wait a minute! If taking away the heart of the crimson oak tree is equivalent to killing the old oak tree, then why did the Elf Queen come to ask for the old oak tree’s opinion? She should have refused in the palace! 】
The old oak laughed loudly: "Little human prophet, you still need to add some knowledge. For a tree, the heart is not the key point, the roots are the most important place. I am rooted in the land of Mushadir
Under this, as long as it grows for five hundred years, it will regenerate a heart of dark red oak... It doesn't matter if I give it to you."
Bai Xiaowen breathed a sigh of relief. This old tree man... is quite funny. However, five hundred years of accumulation is a long time even based on the lifespans of elves and tree men.
The Elf Queen said faintly: "However, without this heart, Grandpa Cyril will only be able to sleep in five hundred years, and he will be almost no different from an ordinary tree."