wandering fairy

Beside the sparkling blue and bright river is a gentle green meadow and Haydar standing silently on the green meadow, although there are two thick crocodiles lying on the mudflat grass sixty feet away, staring at them with their hard eyes He, but with a sword hanging from his waist and mail armor, he was not affected by these beasts. He was attracted by the river in front of him. i

It's not because of the clearness of the river and the picturesque grass and trees on the bank, the vibrant green water plants and elf fish inside, and it's not because of the colorful feathers flying across the shimmering water with the cry of "Yah Yah" Flying birds, and the rising faint enchanting mist.It was because of the faint positive energy in the river.

Positive energy is very weak.However, when he looked up, the river flowing into the holy object was endless.The positive energy that can keep such a big river active without any magic circle or arcane materials, this kind of power, this kind of courage, and this kind of incredible scene is something he has never seen before.

Not only this river, but also other rivers. The same is true of the land under his feet moistened by the river water, and even the air. It seems that the vast holy lake and land with a radius of tens of miles are like this. When a warrior's ability feels the magic breath here, he can feel an indescribable power of order.

It was difficult for him to determine what kind of order this was, just like a countryman living in the king's splendid castle lost in the complicated rooms and corridors, unable to see where he was at all.This grand scene, which he had never seen since childhood, and this natural feature made him a little stunned and contemplative, and even had some thoughts of disrespect to Irmaat: "The god Irmaat can't make such a grand scene."

In an instant, he suddenly woke up from the contemplation of staring: How can you think like this?So what about grandeur?Is the most important thing in the world 'big'?Good God Silvanus is great, but are these things important?No, there are more important things, and to me, those are the most important things.

He breathed heavily and slowly, cleared his mind, and slowly left the moist green grass river with stagnant steps.It's just that the grand scene lingers in my mind.So he looked up at the bustling green--&--natural beauty not far away, and looked around enviously; and the little blood-blooded dragon in the green dragon's claws, which was the size of a human being, saw it slanted The majestic sacred tree below, as high as a mountain mausoleum and as thick as a towering castle, was immediately attracted by the spiritual light, screaming to go down and have a look.

"Want to see this?" The green dragon hesitated, "It's a sacred place, outsiders are not allowed to enter it. In fact, I've violated the rules by bringing you into the holy lake." In the sound, he suddenly looked around with treacherous eyebrows and eyes, and saw that there were no particularly powerful guards, only a few banshee winged beasts and dragons on their backs, and the warlock Galore was walking between the holy tree and the sky, forming a group of guards. In such a grand and relaxed situation, I made up my mind: "Okay, just take a look at it for a short time, and you will be fine if you are careful."

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