Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

Seeing Estoria carefully holding a two-meter-long stick to pick out those farmhouse fertilizer buckets, everyone felt a strong sense of disobedience, the god of truth and law, and she is so beautiful, it would be difficult for an elf to see her. Are you mad?

However, when seeing the holy, white and tender little angels carrying buckets and flying past, everyone felt harmonious again in an instant. The holy spirit angels have to be mentioned, and the elves and gods are nothing.

Lisa said angrily: "I thought she would retreat in the face of difficulties, but I didn't expect her to be ruthless. This is troublesome. I offended her to death. It's fine. Why does she have to serve the Lord? "

Negris glanced at the tree shepherd on Gore, the tree man in the distance, and muttered: "The life of the elves is not easy, their god has run away, and she is not here to serve Ange, she is here Those who serve the young saplings."

The life of the elves is not easy. In the past, the God of Life would occasionally respond to them, but now there is no response at all. I don't know if it was burned to death or what happened.

After losing the God of Life, the life of the elves is very sad. They are like a group of spoiled children who have not grown up. After losing their shelter, it takes a lot of effort to survive.

The tree of life is not only their god, but also a giant tree with inexhaustible resources. Its branches can be used to make bows, staffs, and clothes, its fruits can be eaten, and its holes can be used to live. If there is no special need, the elves can live on the tree of life completely without getting soiled.

Even the child who is born can be assured to let her play, and the God of Life will protect her and prevent her from falling from the tree to her death.

But during this period of time, three elves fell to their death, two of them were little elves, and one was an adult elf.

Yes, without the protection of the God of Life, even adult elves may fall from the tree.

As a result, the tree of life is no longer a safe place to live, and everyone has to move to the ground.

In fact, they had moved to the ground before, and the God of Life was angry and released the green mist, and they had already descended to the ground, but that time was just a stopgap measure, but now they found that they seemed to lose their god forever.

Going from the tree to the ground is not just a change in the living environment, but also an increase in the cost of living. Now they need to recruit some elves to act as kindergarten teachers to care and teach the young elves.

In addition, beds, chairs, tables, pots, bowls, ladles, pots, and even tent curtains have become just needed, because there are mosquitoes and insects on the ground, and those harmful insects that used to live on trees cannot get on trees.

They don't produce these things, so they can only ask humans to buy them. This forced many elves to climb the tree again, and they didn't care about falling to their death.

Most elves are well adapted to tree life, just keep an eye out for the young or the old.

However, this is only one of the problems. Without the protection of the God of Life, they have too many things to adapt to. In the past, there was no rain within the range of the Tree of Life. sprinkled on all crops.

It can't work now, it will rain, especially after the tree of life was burned, although it was rescued by Ange, the leaves are far less lush than before, and the rain will penetrate the branches, turning them into 'drenched elves' .

I need to explain here, "The Soaked Elf" is a very famous painting by human beings. In it, a delicate elf is drenched all over, with clothes attached to his body, outlining the moving curves and vague skin texture, panicking Looking straight ahead, that kind of tenderness, panic, and beauty is so beautiful, it is known as the top ten works in the history of human art.

However, elves are not weak at all, but the problem is that no matter how strong an elf is, it is easy to get sick if it is soaked.

Oh, yes, sickness. Now the elves are much more likely to be sick than before, and some elves even suffer from insomnia.

In short, all aspects of life have been seriously affected, but everything can be overcome. The only thing that cannot be overcome is that the tree of life no longer grows the fruit of life.

Elves are long-lived species, with a lifespan of up to a thousand years. However, outsiders do not know that only elves who have eaten the fruit of life can live for thousands of years. If they have not eaten the fruit of life after birth, the lifespan of the elf will be shortened to two hundred. age.

If the God of Life doesn't come back, it means that from now on, all newborn elves will degenerate into short-lived species.

In the next few hundred years, the newborn elves will age and die earlier than their parents, and this process will continue until all the long-lived elves who have eaten the fruit of life die.

It wasn't until this time that Estoria really realized how ridiculous her previous thoughts were. It wasn't that the God of Life belonged to the elves, but that the elves couldn't do without the God of Life, and without the protection of the God of Life, they even Life gets tough.

All delicacy and elegance are bestowed by the God of Life. It erases the most trivial things of survival. The elves don’t have to get up every day to hunt and gather, they don’t have to dig into the forest trenches every day to prospect for mines, and they don’t have to bear the troubles of childbirth. Lots of time sophistication and elegance.

Estoria thought of the worms on those parasitic trees, how similar were elves to them?

If in the past, Estoria still hugged: I am the god of elves, and I am here to serve the god of little life. You are honored, be honored, and be grateful.

Now she doesn't dare to think like this, she's just a poor worm abandoned by God, er, not even pitiful, just a bug, asking for it, just as Galendelle often nags recently: God of life doesn't like Elf...

With this kind of clear understanding, she came here with a very positive attitude this time, if she was asked to choose farm manure, it was no big deal.

But...but... Estoria felt her scalp go numb when she smelled the smell from the barrel. Lisa had an advantage in this aspect, and she couldn't smell anything.

Obviously, holding a long stick can't pick up anything, and almost tipped the bucket, and the contents inside swayed and splashed a little.

Estoria screamed and bounced a few meters away, even though she was covered with several layers of shields, even if sparks splashed out, she would not be able to touch her.

But if she can't touch her, it won't work if she touches the shield. If she does, she would rather not have the shield. Even if the shield is an invisible energy, it still responds.

Fortunately, she didn't touch anything, and then she came to her senses and slapped herself on the head. She was slapped there by Lisa just now, and she forgot that she was a truth mage, and she didn't say that she was not allowed to use magic to challenge her.

Estoria pointed her finger, and powerful elements poured into the stick in her hand.

When Estoria switched to using magic to think about the problem, things became simpler. She just picked up the two barrels with a stick. For the truth mage, it was so simple that she didn't need to use magic.

The elements poured into the stick and forcibly changed its elemental affinity. Originally, this should have taken a very long time, because the stick is just ordinary jujube wood, not an elemental plant. The affinity is very low, and it takes a long time for elemental invasion. Or alchemy.

But Estoria likes to be hard, anyway, it doesn't need to be used for a long time, just hard.

The stick with changed elemental affinity can be moved with normal element manipulation.

I saw the wooden stick flying up by itself, inserting it into the bucket by itself, and moving by itself.

A solitary wooden stick drifted away carrying two wooden barrels, Estoria flapped her nose and followed along the way.

Well, she did it, but when she floated back, An Ge didn't know where to go, and everyone scattered their things, busy, who has time to watch you pick fat.

Estoria felt aggrieved by being underestimated. She pursed her lips, endured it, and encouraged herself: "Does this mean that I am allowed to stay? Well, then I will stay."

When she was looking for Ange all over the street, she suddenly felt a sense of qi, and turned her head to look at a building on the side of the road.

There is a big shiny nail signboard hanging on the door of the building. According to Lisa, this is a nail salon. A beautiful and cute little loli is standing at the door, holding her hands of Bling Bling, putting To see in the sun.

Every time you turn an angle, the patterns on the nails show different effects, which is very dazzling.

However, there was an aura in this little lolita that made Estoria strongly vigilant. This was a magician of the same level as her.

Estoria turned her head sharply at the same time, the little loli also sensed it, turned her head to look, and saw an elf, and the little loli put her hands behind her back with a whoosh, and slowly floated over, smiling. : "Little friend, do you want nail art?"

kid! ? Call yourself a child? A hundred-year-old elf is actually called a child? Or a little loli?

Before she could react, Little Loli stretched out her fingernail Bling Bling and handed her a card: "Report my name and get a 10% discount."

Estoria took it and saw that it was an all-black wooden card with a name written on it: Death Star, Auburn Leigh.

Estoria instantly remembered the name. As a truth mage, she would of course pay attention to the information of powerhouses of the same level. Even if she had never seen anyone, she must have heard the name.

"It turned out to be her, no wonder you call me a kid. Is this a lich? Why is it so beautiful? Nail art? What kind of monsters are there?" Estoria sighed.

In the city of Beauty God, I ran into a monster at the same level as her. No wonder An Ge didn't care about her service.

At this moment, Auburn, who had just floated away, floated back and waved to her: "Come on, let's join in the fun."

When Estoria followed Auburn to the outside of the city, she found that most of Ange's top combat forces had gathered here, and it was obvious that there was some big action.

Estoria's heart tightened, and the first thought that popped up in her heart was: I want to perform well, so I don't have to go back and pick fat.

Aubenli also floated over happily: "Are you going to fight? Count me in."

Ange nodded indifferently.

Negris looked at Aubenli and Estoria who joined in, a little confused.

Undoubtedly, Auburn represents the Republic of Stars, Estoria can also represent the elves, plus Brusque, who is supporting overseas, and the dwarf king and Anthony who are secretly colluding, doesn't it mean that the seven Among the forces, five participated in this operation, and are they going to deal with the sixth?

Glory, Dyson can die in peace.

Unaware that he had been targeted, Dyson was also preparing for battle. Two days ago, he had agreed with the dwarf king on a plan, and he would provide high-end combat power, and the dwarf king would provide air support and ground troops to raid the city of Beauty God.

The Dwarves' Goat Cavalry and Griffin Knights are his most valued forces, but with the lessons learned from the Flying Dragon Knights, Dyson felt that it was not very safe, so he continued to draw his cards out.

Through the teleportation array, he came to an unknown plane. As soon as he stepped out of the teleportation array, what he saw was a piece of white bones. The endless bones could not be seen, and they were scattered into the great plain in front of him.

Dyson held back the call and cast a breath-holding technique on himself. There is no air in this plane. Except for undead creatures and elemental creatures that don't need to breathe, living things cannot survive.

Sensing the movement, a skeleton lying on the edge of the teleportation array raised its head, and when it saw Dyson, it lay back again.

Dyson restrained his holy power of light, not daring to let out a single drop, otherwise he would die miserably if he disturbed the undead creatures all over the mountains and valleys.

Leaving the teleportation array, walking all the way forward, there are skeletons looking up at him from time to time on the road, and then lying down again, Dyson's appearance has been passed down by Wang Chuan here, and everyone knows him.

Anger actually saw three groups of undead creatures sent by Dyson, one group was gold tooth collapsed, one group was thrown into the abyss of peace to spread undead germs, and one group was the black warrior who sneaked into the city of beauty.

Dyson said they were captured in the Lost Lands, but he never said who they were loyal to, even Guliani didn't know.

Yes, although with the help of Guliani, Dyson ignited the fire and confessed many things, but he concealed this matter.

Passing through countless corpses, Dyson came to an open space in the middle of the plain where there were no corpses. From the sky, one could vaguely see a mark—the mark of the Forgotten God.

Within the scope of this imprint, a purple-gold skeleton sat on a raised ground with its jaw supported on its fists, as if thinking there.

Sensing Dyson approaching, purple flames ignited in the eye sockets of Zijin Skull, and looked up at Dyson blankly: "Who are you...?"

Familiar scene, skillful response, Dyson said: "I am your servant, Dyson."

"Servant? Who am I...?" Zijin Skull asked blankly.

"You are the Lord of Mourning, Bone Locke."

"Strong Bone Locke? It doesn't seem right, I hate this name, why am I here?" Zijin Skeleton asked blankly.

"You fought against the Forgotten God, and you got his Forgotten Mark, and you forgot a lot of things. You need the Immortal God to help you restore your memory. I am the servant sent by the Immortal God to serve you. The lackey of the Forgotten God is out again. , Master Locke, I need your strength to help me eliminate the enemy."

Zijin Skull first sat there thinking hard, then squatted down on the ground after thinking about it, and then said distressedly after a long while: "I don't remember clearly, I will think about it later."

Dyson sighed regretfully in his heart, and failed again. Of course, this purple-gold skeleton is not a solid bone Locke, but it has been marked with forgetting, and it doesn't remember who it is.

Just repeat it, repeat it 10,000 times, and when it accepts the new identity it fabricated for him, it can completely control him.

"Think slowly, don't worry, but the lackey of the Forgotten God is about to come in, you have to help me stop him." Dyson said.

Zijin Skull began to think hard again, and after a while, it thought of something. It stretched out its hand to pick it up, and there were only four finger bones in its hand, and the ring finger bone was gone.

Following its movements, a corpse suddenly emerged from the soil. Its complexion was pale and its expression was dull, like a zombie that had just died, but the mark on its forehead shocked Dyson. Is it the body of the forgotten god?

Thank you, Linjiangqu, domineering werewolf, for your tip.